I wake in the dark Naked, Vulnerable, Writing poetry without consent. Who is this writing while I sleep? (K. Salasin, 1/20/13)… more →
Two Owls Callingwrote 5 months ago: I wake in the dark Naked, Vulnerable, Writing poetry without consent. Who is this writing while I sl … more →
wrote 5 months ago: Kelly Salasin Writing is an expensive calling. And I’m not talking about the jobs we quit so t … more →
wrote 5 months ago: What we call the beginning is often the end. And to make an end is to make a beginning. The end is w … more →
wrote 6 months ago: Fuessli I have always been a woman of faith. Of many faiths. As a child, I lived in Philadelphia, Ne … more →
wrote 6 months ago: It was a warm December 3rd like today, only it was a Friday, instead of a Monday, and the weather wa … more →
wrote 1 year ago: Facebook, you know I’ve loved you. Let me count the ways… The Fecundity of Facebook a wo … more →
wrote 1 year ago: 2012 is evidently the year for consciousness. At least for me. About my own incompetencies. In the p … more →
wrote 1 year ago: One does not become enlightened by imagining figures of light, but by making the darkness conscious. … more →
wrote 1 year ago: Women Studies wasn’t a subject “of study” back in my day, at least not at my paroc … more →
wrote 1 year ago: After writing two posts on “hate” and a series on being rejected, I decide to change my … more →
wrote 1 year ago: Now that I’ve gotten in touch with the hatred I never knew I felt, it’s as if Pandora … more →
wrote 1 year ago: In the therapist’s chair, I’m dismayed to discover that I feel… hatred. Me. Non-vi … more →
wrote 1 year ago: This year, more than ever I’ve been told who I am: You are insulting, dishonest, judgmental … more →
wrote 1 year ago: One of the things that delights me most about children and elders–and particularly foreigners … more →
wrote 1 year ago: I don’t know if you’ve been following the latest viral feed on Facebook… the one a … more →
wrote 1 year ago: When you begin to touch your heart or let your heart be touched, you begin to discover that it … more →
wrote 1 year ago: Bouguereau, visipix.com Last night I wrote about the loss of innocence–something that can surp … more →
wrote 1 year ago: (for C.) Meister, visipix.com I’m writing from my bed. I love my bed. I love all the places th … more →
wrote 1 year ago: MaryLS_Compass, openclipart.com East of Ordinary There exists the landscape where you take yourself … more →