written by the Moon
On Birth, Bodywork & Becoming
Anise Moon
Bodies speak stories—maps of truth whispered through tissue and breath, carrying memory, ache, and the longing to be free.
Moon Knows Ocean
Somewhere in me, grief waits to soften. The massage ended, but my body carried the memory—ache and tenderness mingling, sorrow and love humming beneath skin. So I followed that memory further, to the shoreline, where the ocean waited.
Because moon knows what the ocean can hold.
Moon Drunk
Full moon
The Moon Sheds
A Song by the Moon
Painting the Moon
Kissing the Moon
The Meeting of Moonchild and Sunflower
When the Moon is Too Much
Seven Moon Dreams
First Quarter Moon (there are no ends)
Under the Aquarius Moon
