Tag: word witchery
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The body is sacred: a poem
There may be meaning to taking quick steps; walking in circles; making loops again and again.
Our cells beg, they want acts of devotion radical care for the complex systems which make up a body.
Our brain may resist, asking for stimulation, crying for satisfaction.
For so long, you caved.
Now you see light at the end of the tunnel. You know wisdom comes from your chest…your beating heart…your pumping blood. It’s drumbeat that sounds the call of your soul; you’re never-ending vibration. -
Writing hymns to autumn
And looking for the signs
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For when moments slip through fingers like sand
a poem written yesterday
in a hurry
because everything felt fleeting
But that’s okay
Each second is a molecule
Slowly moving past my
Point of perception
We do what we can
White-knuckle
Grip on reality
Try not to let
The whirlwind yank us free
But maybe it’d be better
If we just let go. -
Animal: A poem
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enough
Contemplating the essay for this week: why do we tell ourselves our art isn’t enough? why do we shame ourselves for creating something that is valuable to ourselves but perhaps no one else? How can we transmute that feeling and show up anyways?
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Suddenly I’m writing poetry everyday
And it’s been years since I’ve been able to do that. Going to keep sharing because if my other creative practices have taught me anything, it’s that I enjoy sharing my creations. It makes me feel like a kid again.
A winter spell 
Speaking of feeling like a kid again… -
Word witchery and zine info
How do you spend your mornings? what rituals do you practice? Where do you find the magic? 
Appreciation of these tender moments 
Cozy cozy cozy
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