Rock and Car: A Breathtaking Tale of Extraordinary Love Against Impossible Odds
The following fanciful tale is based on a true story… a story that resulted in $1100 damage, a tow, and tears. No actual people were injured in the telling of this story. Rock & Car Once upon a time there was a rock. It was an old rock, long forgotten by those who tread near. …
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A Wedding Ode
Just found these in an old photo album! This is the poem we included in the little Winnie the Pooh loot bags at our wedding! And a photo of the ridiculously handsome young man who walked me down the aisle. ❤️ In gratitude, Marissa xo
How Do I Spice Up My Sex Life?
Here is today’s Conversation with the Goddess: Dear Goddess, how do I spice up my sex life? W.M. I am the Goddess of passion and desire. Let go of your fear. Be bold. Give your fantasies room to breathe and grow. Experiment. Your partner’s reaction will surprise you. There’s something you’ve been wanting to try …
Good-bye
Raindrops glisten and plop, falling off glossy leaves. My boots shuffle, the dirt loose under foot. The shovel rests against a slender sapling in silent vigil. A smooth grey rock, streaked with veins of pink and white, placed with care—a reminder. The peony weeps velvet blossoms. The air is still, heavy with damp. The clouds …
White Bristles
This is a free flow exercise I did recently during a writing retreat. The facilitator led us through a relaxation exercise followed by visualization. The concept was to keep writing, keep the pen moving until time was up. This is the piece that resulted: “Come sit on the bed, love,” she says. I move closer, …
Buggie Blanket
Bumblebees and butterflies embroidered in even rows. Soft yellow cotton soothes restless dreams. Faded and frayed edges worn thin from little hands seeking reassurance. He clutches it tight. Slippered pyjamas pad softly down the hall. Sleep well, my son. In gratitude, Marissa xo
All the best in 2013!!
Wishing you and yours health, happiness, and abundance in the coming year! In gratitude, Marissa xoxo
Our Dance
Little patter of tiny feet. I hear them in my mind. A small inquiring face, Appears gently by my side. I can give no answers, I only smile. The pitter-pat returns, To a bed growing cool. He is restless tonight, But I am here. He waits patiently, Puttering about his room, Unable to commit to …