I think my reinvention this year isn’t so much to change, but to trust in what I’ve been doing and to take care of myself.
Read MoreEverything blurred & full of wonder, every song like a prayer, like a poem, like a ray of light, a creature caught mid-bloom.
Read MoreSongbirds, join Half Mystic at our very first real life event on December 28th, 2017!
Read MoreIf this is the world, I think I could get used to it. This feeling of nothing to hide from, no hint of violence.
Read MoreI am a lover of music, movement, and embodiment. I love the unarticulated and uncomfortable, the sound of a pause right after a question.
Read MoreI wanted to plant a garden with her, but her winter was my spring & none of the days moved slowly enough to catch.
Read More"Truth is paradox," says Henry Miller. I choose to embrace both the dark and the light… the creative tension of the two.
Read MoreMy best mistakes could hear me for what I was. Through a stereo, over a headrest, I was so seen, so possible.
Read MoreWe need to talk about this time of day—half dawn—when the ethereal is that gasp between defibrillator compressions.
Read MoreDear songbirds, the gold-sing-warm submission period for our fourth issue, grazioso, has come to an end.
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