About Me
Celebrating life in my thirties. Enjoying fully being a mother, a lover and manifester of beauty wherever I am.
If I could come back to life as an animal, I would be a
Caterpillar - with the awesome surprise of beautiful wings when I become a butterfly.
If I could come back to life as a plant, I would be a
One of the african violets my Gran had in her kitchen window - but only if I could go back in time and be on HER window - she loved those violets madly.
If I could have lunch with any historical or current person, it would be
My Gran, whom I dearly miss.
I could best describe my personality as
Lovely, somewhat unpredictable in a most pleasant way, full of joy, extroverted, life of the party, fun, happy, content, sensuous.
Favorite Music Genre
Chris Botti on jazz trumpet, Chantal Kreviazuk vocals, John Mayer on guitar and any and all of the Beatles songs.
Favorite Movie Genre
ZOMBIES! EAT MOAR BRAINNNNSSSSZZZZ!
Favorite Book Genre
Victorian Literature, Graphic Novels and Historical Fiction.
Favorite Artist
egon schiele, gustav klimt, georgia o'keefe, ansel adams
Favorite Book
jane eyre, wuthering heights, pride and prejudice
Favorite Movie
the notebook, star wars IV V and VI (original trilogy), indiana jones movies,
My two top VIA Character strengths are
Favorite Charity
The Barrett House for Women and Children
Favorite Charity Link
http://www.barrettfoundation.org
| Board Name | Title | MYKU | Date Written |
| two pink lines | RE: Expectation as Salvation | No one can save us, least of all a baby. As parent or child, sibling, lover or friend we are all one, alone. |
11/17/2009 |
| Love's Tale | eat for 2 | This baby still the size of a bean makes demands of my body often obscene. My reward will be sweet baby's breath from rosebud lips and a perfect up-turned nose on my baby's face. only 7 months left to wait. |
11/17/2009 |
| Love's Tale | RE: My love is a mathematician | Together we count the months, and the days, now, As I eat for two, Planning for my third and our fourth, together, baby to join our family of five. |
11/17/2009 |
| Love's Tale | My love is a mathematician | My love counts everything: the lines in a room, the colors in the iris of my eyes. I count his breaths as he falls asleep beside me in our bed, warm and well-loved. |
10/26/2009 |
| Little Lessons | RE: RE: Immunizations | weighing the risks versus benefits of medicine-poisons will they protect or will they injure? what happened to first do no harm? |
10/26/2009 |
| first kiss | Hands, lips, breath, skin. | his hand on my thigh, i lean into his neck, my breath on his skin, his face turns to mine, quivering lips, ragged breaths his hands tremble over the buttons of my blouse. |
10/26/2009 |
| two pink lines | RE: RE: expectations | We left the condoms on the shelf in the closet Making love was too good to interrupt it. |
10/26/2009 |
| Board Name | By | Title | MYKU | Date Added |
| Little Lessons | katepoet | RE: Immunizations | Tough decisions for moms and dads so many fears of future tears, medicine as exact science is a fallacy, the best decisions leave us breathless. |
10/26/2009 |
| Will It! | katepoet | RE: RE: Autumn | She waits for him, her life in stasis lingering, her house is too still without him, no home until his voice resounds from room to room, his countenance sparks rapture in her heart, the rhythm of his breath conquers her onlyness. |
9/30/2009 |
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