Did you know their names?
Or are we nothing but goats
Meant to bear your rage?
Six Months Later…
27 Apr 2019 Leave a comment
in Poetry Tags: anger, betrayal, chabad Poway, death, decisions, epidemic, faith, fear, God, grief, haiku, hate, heal, healing, hurt, integrity, jewish, Jewish people, Judaism, life, loss, love, mass shootings, pain, peace, Pittsburgh shooting, poem, poet, poetry, pray, prayer, remember, stop hate, strength, trauma, tree of life synagogue, truth
Worth the Work
20 Apr 2019 Leave a comment
in Poetry Tags: change, choices, decisions, family, forgiveness, friend, grief, haiku, happiness, heal, heart, home, hope, hurt, life, live, loss, love, memories, missing, past, peace, Pixar, poem, poet, poetry, prayer, relationships, remember, road trips, strength, time, truth, unconditional love, up, us
When I remember
I think Pixar and road trips
The things that made Us.
Paix
13 Nov 2015 1 Comment
in Poetry Tags: europe, france, God, haiku, healing, love, paris, peace, poem, poet, poetry, pray for paris
Lord, what world is this?
When tears wash the bloodstained ground,
We all leave wounded.
Out of a Muddy Death
21 May 2015 Leave a comment
in Poetry Tags: death, dying, haiku, hamlet, heal, healing, love, ophelia, pain, past, peace, plays, poem, poet, poetry, relationships, revive, self, shakespeare, survival, survive, survivor, theater, trauma, woman, women
Ophelia swims!
Just when you thought you’d drowned me,
I came up for air.
Dreamdumpster’s 2013 “Government Quality Control” Opinion Census
01 Oct 2013 Leave a comment
Please pick one of the following statements from below:
I would like to see:
A.) My government keep “the lights on?”
B.) My government shut down, in what resembles a five year old child having a tantrum?
C.) My government accidentally start the zombie apocalypse (and possible intergalactic battle) leading to universal peace?
Please leave vote and comments below…and have a revolutionary-kind-of-day!!
Questions at Midnight
29 Jun 2013 Leave a comment
As the years pass and I become more committed to my own spiritual practice, I have begun to understand (more and more) the importance of recognizing the time known as “Shabbat.” Shabbat (to me) is a brief moment that allows our souls, our relationships, and our bodies to sigh, take heed, and breath, once more. We all need moments to repose and rejuvenate, but in our on-the-go society we tend to forget that constant motion will eventually (and sooner than later) burn out the machine. I realize, not all of us observe a weekly, day of rest, but if you could:
What would “rest” look like to you? And why are you not doing it already?
“Shabbat is practice for the world to come. Weekly practice in living in a world that doesn’t need fixing”
Shabbat Shalom,
Gia
