June 2006
I help piece together the broken child inside of people.
The wounding of not being able to be FREE.
Free to express all of the silliness, wiggles, screams and color
that have been held inside for too long.
I create a place where play, humor, irreverance and craziness are honored
and encouraged.
I also create a space for feeling loved and accepted
unconditionally.
I place where inhibitions slip away.
I hold a space for truth.
Absofuckinlutely.

“You must not know too much or be too precise or scientific
about birds and trees and flowers and watercraft;
a certain free-margin, and even vagueness – ignorance, credulity –
helps your enjoyment of these things.”
- Walt Whitman
The same is true of love, sexuality, sensuality, men and women. Sometimes we just have to open ourselves to the mystery of it all and dance in freedom.
Plunge your tongue into the mystery.
Taste it and let it linger on your tongue.
Take a risk.
My divorce will be final in a little over a week.
Eventhough I wanted this and know it is necessary
Eventhough I am following the call of my heart
It’s really hard to let go
19 years of marriage doesn’t dissolve over night
What gets me through is remembering all the beauty
What helps me heal is to notice my feelings and allow them
Letting the tears flow while I face the end
Allows something new and equally beautiful to enter
I gazed deeply
into the heart
of one so beautiful
breathed in its fragrance
held it so gently
and wept as the petals
scattered in the wind




