Where the Wind Listens

The Anchor Collection

  • Held by the Ache

    Held by the Ache

    The gravity of ache pulled me open, and my heart was overcome with every ounce of love that had always been holding me up.

  • 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…