judgement

Sometimes, when you run, people think you’re
running away. And that may be partially right...but sometimes
you’re trying to get to somewhere...get to a place
that will fill your soul with a love that says they’ve been
waiting just for you, and a forgiveness that doesn’t care
how you got there.

Words by Jodi Hills

men without colourful socks

The heart seeks sanctuary,

found not in the mind,

but only in another heart.

Art and text by Jodi Hills

windows and the other side

As I approached this oval window, I knew I had entered "all is
as it has to be"...

The shade of green in the "new" space, the marble setting and a calm-filled grace here, stops a bit of time and I sigh.

No more judgements, my emotional debts paid, I am held

in the believing, comforting, unconditional arms
of this place, and I am welcomed home.

I have met Myself.

a poderosa mulher de 45

i will walk where my own nature would be leading

EMILY BRÓNTE

the promised land

She scraped her knees on the promised land,
and washed the blood from her bullet-proof plan,
and said, “this grace may not be who I am,
but I’ll carry it with me,
through my winnings and woundings,
it will become my stride,
holding on the fray, letting go the pride,
and through it all -
joyful this ride,
as I carry it with me."

Text by Jodi Hills

serendipity

I love you, you old fart!

Put some fun between your legs!