Wild hope - Donna Ashworth
poetry
Exhaustion
We never yell at each other, no matter how hard it gets. And tonight, we’re having a little celebration—not because things are easy, but because we’re still here. Still standing, still trying. The weight of our struggles sits between us like an unspoken guest at the table. "This being human is a guest house," Rumi … Continue reading Exhaustion
A house, or a Million Dollars
People do it, some out of desperation, others out of greed. They steal. The very powerful and clevermight steal a whole house, or a million dollars. It's been done. But what does it matter? Love is the one thing the heart cravesand love is the one thingyou can't steal. Marry Oliver
Trees
I watched a documentary about the Orang Rimba, a tribe in Indonesia whose very name, Rimba, means forest. True to their name, they live entirely within it, their lives woven inseparably with the trees. A newborn is given a guardian tree (Scyma sp.), while their placenta is buried beneath a Gonocaryum gracile tree—both of which … Continue reading Trees
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