Attention is a nervous system state—a rehearsal of presence in relationship with the world.

Desire is a nervous system wide awake. Not the calm coherence of a regulated body but its opposite — activation in service of wanting, of reaching. What’s notable in this poem isn’t the absence of struggle. It’s the choice, made in the body before the mind agrees to it, to push back against the weather…

On heartbreak and Love. An excerpt from my book: Aligned The body remembers heartbreak after the mind begins to heal. In that remembering is an invitation: to approach our biology not as enemy, but as messenger. Under the surface of any heartache lies a deeper contour — the script of our earliest attachments. The body…

I was six the first time I understood what it meant to be alone. My mother was unwell in ways a child doesn’t have language for yet. So I would go into the woods behind my house. I’m not sure if I was escaping, exactly — I think what I craved was predictability, and the…

To expect nothing other than what is givenSome rain, some snow -The harsher in some ways the better,Because here skies are deeper,Clearer in the wonders they unveil.A star-hung nightWarming the heart in pale glow,Trees blackas the abyss.In this quiet hush -a spare gladnessin the spartan cradle of sky, where the soul spreads wide.Feelings of freedom…