April 14, 2020
Thoughts on Forgiveness

Being present with what is, in the moment: how can we do this? Restoration is not necessarily reconstitution of the past relationship. What is present now? (We are mostly present with our discomfort around a story we have that is based on a past experience rather than what is right before us, what is right […]

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March 13, 2020
Why I Write

I write because I breathe new worlds into existence through my words, which emerge from the bowels of my body/spirit. I write in order to integrate the many contradictions that besiege my soul; through my words, those contradictions can be friends and allies rather than sunder me into millions of irreparable fragments. My words allow […]

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February 10, 2020
A Seed

A seed is a dormant knowing or an immotile polyp destined for nothing but a slow decay in the rutted soil. Not all seeds come to their fruition. Every seed bears a dream, but sometimes that dream is evanescent, promising a rich yield ripe with perfected knowledge, only to wisp away into the sunshine like […]

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January 19, 2020
An Inventory of Seeds: A Poem

Lately, I have been thinking of how the seeds that have been planted by years of practice are only sprouting forth now. And how some are still lying dormant in fallow earth, waiting for their time, not knowing if their time will ever come. And yet, how every word, deed, action, bears its fruit and […]

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December 10, 2019
Why Don't the Poor Understand (As Soon As They Stop Being Poor)?

When Shawn and I were on our walk today, we talked about money. How we are beholden to it and wish to be free of it all at once. How we hate being under the thumb of capitalism, but how it also offers us access to certain realities we’ve been conditioned to crave and to […]

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November 19, 2019
Fear Is the Mind Killer

“Fear is the mind killer,” I should have said after receiving her cautionary text message about compulsory lockdowns across the nation and militias patrolling the streets at night to make sure that nobody looted or rioted. I knew that awareness of the right to civil disobedience was rapidly eroding in this strange new era, but […]

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April 4, 2018
Words and Incantatory Magic

I am: Star-studded midnight blue Infinity Velvet worn down by rough fingers Cicadas that sing for an eternal summer Thick maroon wine Clanging pipes distorted into melody by the welcoming receiver The hollow of the chest belonging to the one you have named Home Unfurling I’ve always pondered what it could mean to live a […]

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June 20, 2017
My Not-So-Maternal Instinct

(This story was originally published on Women For One.) I am one of those women you sometimes hear about in urban legends: the kind that doesn’t want children. I’m 37 years old, and ever since I started to express my nascent opinion that changing diapers and dealing with the tantrums of a diminutive tyrant was […]

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May 25, 2017
True Talk: No Story Is Too Small

(This story was originally published on Women For One.) Hi, I’m Nirmala, and I’m the Editor and Content Alchemist here at Women For One! I believe that women’s stories shape the landscape of the human soul, and I see myself as more of a gardener than a traditional editor. One of my gifts is that […]

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