Where the Wind Listens

Reflections

  • When the Sky Knows My Name

    When the Sky Knows My Name

    May I come each night and fold this letter to the wind? May I send a question on a cool fall breath and listen for an answer that has walked the mesa home?

  • Once Upon a Me

    Once Upon a Me

    A quiet return to the ghost of the girl I once was… and a whispered promise across time … you will survive this, and you will burn so beautifully.

  • A Litany of Questions

    A Litany of Questions

    Written on a night of longing for deeper connection. Questions I wish someone would ask me … and that I want to ask the world.

  • Maybe I Am Here……

    Maybe I Am Here……

    A quiet confession from the edge of a mountain valley … maybe I’m here to let the wild colors bloom, to love out loud, to finally ruin my good reputation … with joy.

  • I Can’t Help But See It

    I Can’t Help But See It

    A quiet poem about shared wonder, sacred seeing, and the ache to be truly known. For anyone who’s ever pointed at beauty and whispered, “Do you see it too?”

  • The Voice That Saved Me

    The Voice That Saved Me

    In the chaos of a summer season, when exhaustion hung heavy and grace felt far away, a stranger’s voice broke through. Nearly a decade later, I still carry him in my heart—and perhaps, in some quiet way, he saved me.