The River Teaches

The Rivers TeachesSit comfortably or lay down and open the map with the rustle of intention, unfolding it in your hands like parchment, its edges soft and inviting. Follow the path to the River of Release, here tension dissipates with a deliberate act: listen to the sound of water gurgling over stones. Unclench your jaw,… Continue reading The River Teaches

The Mirror I Stepped Through

Some books begin with a question.This one began with a mirror.The Mirror I Stepped Through grew out of the moments when the self becomes unmistakably visible,the patterns we repeat without noticing, the masks we learned to wear long before we had language for them, the stories that once protected us but now keep us small.… Continue reading The Mirror I Stepped Through

Poems from my pending book – Four Arcs of Belonging.

Four Arcs of Belonging Hope Series of Micro Poetry In the hush Before morning, I hear it— A small hum Threading the silence.Hope speaks In the language of almost, Of maybe, Of not‑yet.I rise Because it whispers. ****I thought hope Was a lantern— Something I carried.But it grew Like a pulse Beneath my ribs, A… Continue reading Poems from my pending book – Four Arcs of Belonging.

Snippet about Four Arcs of Belonging

Here is the summary of my latest book. It is in final editing. Four Arcs of Belonging is a journey through the shifting chambers of memory, identity, and becoming. Moving between the intimate and the mythic, these poems trace the quiet tremors that shape a life — the beliefs we inherit, the stories we shed,… Continue reading Snippet about Four Arcs of Belonging

Climbing

I read of adventures enacted by somethey climb    treacherous mountains such ideas     leave me numb                 they   free style    across high barren cliffs       bungee jump over an abyss I freak at the thought ofthe mind blowing    effort    danger          despair                a half inch from death yet life is a mountain with nail biting climbs Samantha… Continue reading Climbing