Author: keely

  • Night of Mirrors

    Last night was an unexpected kind of magic.I answered the call for an “Open Mic” event, expecting to share poetry. Instead, what unfolded was a beautiful exchange of stories. It became a gathering of souls reflecting pieces of themselves back to one another and, in the process, reclaiming parts of their own power.It was a…

  • Holding the Door to an Empty Room

    It was Sunday, Mother’s Day, and I was exhausted. What I really wanted was a nap.Instead, I dragged myself out of bed because I had committed to hosting a nature meditation at a Mother’s Day Walk and Wellness event. Part of me wanted to share my favorite trail with people. Another part wanted to share…

  • Feather and Bone

    I find my truth In feather and bone In the release and Surrender of jaw Softening of body Over heavenly green I hear the hoot Of the owl As I enter The hidden path Finding bones The left jaw of A rabbit On a stump I cross the threshold Stomach tightened As I ruminate And…

  • Ear Responsible

    I set out this evening around sunset to engage in my nature trail ritual. My dog calmly stood beside me between the water oaks while I opened with qigong. I opened my arms up to the branches and admired how full of leaves they were. I noticed orange butterflies flying around each other in front…