- brené brown
- cattle gett
- frankie's story
- julia ostro
- more than
- orange door
- reach organisation
- ross jenkins
- sara levitas
- sarah auld
- The very beginning.
Light and Smoke
I wake earlier these morning. It's dark at 4am; and the quiet I have always loved to write in seems very noisy.
I move to my kitchen and light a stick of Santo Palo.
As I use my breath to fuel the reddened embers and note the steady stream of fluid smoke lifting.... I take a turn about my house and name what I so fortunate to have.
'Couch = rest.....'
'Fridge = nourishment....'
'Balcony = access .... to the outdoors...'
when i come to my bed I note a creeping desire .
'Bed = passion.... touch..... sex.....'
this not the actual state of things at this time for me as a single woman. But i let the smoke tussle with the folds of my sheets.It is good to think on 'one day'. I am not defeatist. I believe in future.