Where the Wind Listens

The Anchor Collection

  • The Feather & The Flame

    The Feather & The Flame

    A poetic reflection on the balance between tenderness and strength, stillness and motion – a night of becoming both the feather and the flame.

  • With Open Hands, I Follow

    With Open Hands, I Follow

    A meditation on surrender and sacred trust, where release becomes the way forward, and open hands learn to follow what the heart already knows.

  • Something Holy

    Something Holy

    I don’t want a map. I want to get lost in something holy. A poem for the ones who ache for the unknown, who would rather be undone by mystery than comforted by certainty.

  • 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.

  • Why I Write

    Why I Write

    Why I WriteI write because I can’t not write.Because something inside me stirs,and it needs somewhere to go.I write to find clarity,to make sense of the world,of people,of myself.I write to pay attention.When I journal and look back on my day,I notice things I missed, small treasures that were there all along.Like the man in…

  • A Whisper, a Confession, a Thank you

    A Whisper, a Confession, a Thank you

    I could write a letter to the poets of the world, and oh, the things that I could say!There would be no holding back.After all, how do you hide from a poet?I would tell them of the times theybrought me back to life, after breaking my heart. I would tell them that readingtheir words was…