Hello prickly part of me.Welcome to my heart.Look. In a momentof bravery, I took downall the exit signs.Turns out they werea pretense, anyway. Sure,there are still doors,but what I’ve found—all doors revolve bringingall parts of me right backto right here.| A Hundred Falling Veils
and I did. In quiet rooms. In restaurants.On public benches beside the trash cans.And sometimes I walked with the painin my heart. Through aspen forests andthe shade of tight alleys. On crowded citystreets and on long dirt roads. And I dancedwith the pain in my heart—danced inthe kitchen and danced in the parkand danced with […]| A Hundred Falling Veils
Taio Cruz sings through the speakersabout lighting up this world like it’sdynamite and though I can smellsomeone grilling onions nearby and hearthe bright clink as waiters set plateson tables, I am also dancing with my boyin our living room fifteen years ago, Taioblasting through the speakers, our handsin the air as we sing, “We can […]| A Hundred Falling Veils
for my baby brother peaceful as any mountain meadow,this chance to walk a city blockwith sirens and screeching trainsand flashing lights and car alarmsand my arm tucked tightly into yours| A Hundred Falling Veils
My god, woman,your feet. Thoseare the dirtiestheels I have everseen. Have youbeen mowingthe yard in flip flopsand walkingbarefoot in dirt?For days?Somethingabout it makesme so darnglad to bein your skin.| A Hundred Falling Veils
These autumn afternoonsI find myself in the gardenstanding amongst the flowers.Not deadheading. Not weeding.Not harvesting. Not scanningfor aphids. Just standing therea few moments, hands hangingempty at my sides. It lasts onlya minute or two before I returnto work with a clarity, an attunement,that felt impossible before.I want to plant an inner garden.One I visit without […]| A Hundred Falling Veils
Today it was so clear.It’s not all about the woundsbut the waking.I took my broken heart outsideinto the autumn air,inhaled the scent of dying grassand dying leaves and felt so aliveas the wind ravaged my untied hair.Outside, I closed my eyes and went in.In my ears, the roar of galvanized leaves.On my face, unclouded sun.And […]| A Hundred Falling Veils
Watching the brideand her father walkthe long distancefrom the houseto the benchesin the grass,I don’t even tryto hide my tears,fat and warm,my whole being awareof how big it isto give one’s lifeto another,and with herevery step,my ownwedding comescloser untilit is mein a white dresson the armof my father,my husbandthe man at the endof the aisle,my […]| A Hundred Falling Veils
after years of bowingat the altar of not-good-enough,I turn toward the restof the world and fall in lovewith what is here| A Hundred Falling Veils
September 24, 2025 6-7 mountain timezoom, recordedsliding scale How do we live fully in the face of catastrophe? Last night I read this quote from Puerto Rican poet Aurora Levins Morales, and I tho…| A Hundred Falling Veils
one more thing that doesn’t last—this wanting thingsto stay the same| A Hundred Falling Veils
10 posts published by Rosemerry during July 2025| A Hundred Falling Veils
There, beside the willows,two white-spotted fawnsclumsily stepped throughtall summer grass,and what rose in methen was such intimateprayer—not the kindwhere I praise or makerequests, but the kind…| A Hundred Falling Veils
a solstice song Nothing to do but open,nothing to do but close,nothing to do but undo,nothing to do but love.Self as wind in the forest,yes, self as both forest and wind,self as unfolding unselfth…| A Hundred Falling Veils