TeacupYoga

I’m having a ceramics sale on Saturday, April 20th from 2-5 pm.
Swing on by if you like. I’d love for you to be sipping tea from one of my cups, enjoying a bouquet in one of the vases, or eating cheerios from a bowl.
Lots of love embedded into each piece.
Lmk if you need the address.

It takes Grace and Faith

to enter that treacherous place,

that space in between

where there is no bridge

where you must swim through waters

where there is no sea

where there is no edge.

There is the possibility

we meet in the field

of frequency.

Sound with no distinguishing marks

no syllables, nor characters

to separate hearts.

This time let us remember, so we cannot forget.

One grew old and died in the garden

crooked like an ancient tree.

Her value was measured in tasks.

forgotten by the time

her daughters children had children.

eventually lost to the past.

The other was killed amongst debris

stone, metal, and glass

forgotten fast as three breaths

no one left to remember

the song that whispered her depth.

The children who survived

remembered in their bodies

in their cells

not in words

thunder and lightening

that struck and burned

perpetuating pain

if we do not remember.

setting us free

if we do not forget.

These stories of woe

come from the world of War.

Yet in the Land of Before

The song sung was of a different score.

We were together,

always coming home

no-one was forgotten

life was not stolen.

We were whole

equal

one.

Every time we close our eyes

when open

we begin again.

We can begin again

Let us not forget

Let us not forget

The women and children will never forget.

Found this little man on 52nd and Ainsworth. No collar. He’s here being well taken care of but we’d love to find his person. Spread the word.

Selling this drum kit. Bass drum, floor tom, two tom’s, snare drum, hi hat, and ride cymbal. (No stool tho) needs to be tuned up and played. Maybe your the one? Asking $175