Wedgetail Lessons
I’ve never seen a bird Lose a feather to molting And continue to carry it So why do we? Wedgetails and kites in a kettle above my house.
Author: Kate@athousandbitsofpaper
This blog has lived many lives—just like I have.
What’s here now is what remains: poems, reflections, and echoes I couldn’t keep inside.
I post when something wants to land. I speak when silence lets me.
Comments are open, but not expected. I read what I can, when I can. Thank you for being here.
…Kate
Storm Practice
Today’s practice I always sign off on my Reveries newsletters with “and it’s all just practice” because it is. Lately I’ve been practicing with the drone, and also with creating videos to use for our business and just for fun for myself as well. I’m not that good but each time I practice I learn […]
Interior Weather
The cloud was like a dragon It terrified me I flipped it into a flower And now I am free Thoughts come and go We don’t have to construe We can let them be clouds And allow them to move Freely
The Ant Carries Ahead
The small ant struggles beneath the carcasses of crumb it carries I can barely see it’s tiny legs beneath Relentlessly it marches The crumb sways I hold my breath in sympathy And I feel like that is Christmas this year All the plans Preparations The heavy burden it turns into “Drop it, it’s not worth […]
Social Media
Some people keep their lives private. Some of us are wired to connect Neither choice is wrong And people who judge Forget People who share Choose what they share And when Not for attention, not for applause but because energy wants to move. When something lights me up, my instinct is to pass the spark […]
How to expand time
Time is not contained in clocks It coalesces in my attention And expands when I do what I love https://substack.com/@kateduffwriter/note/c-179083934?utm_source=notes-share-action&r=1frfdp
Shadow Play
In the depth of a shadow our own shadow is lost merged painted with the same dark brush so we have to recall that we are not just shadows but beings born the second we choose to step into the light * Having fun with my drone yesterday evening. Creativity comes through me in so […]
Boundary
Not everyone gets to walk the inner tracks. The ones lined with wild things and deep knowing. Some come heavy-footed, uninvited but familiar, saying they love you while quietly building fences around your light. Let them go. Even if their words are soft. Even if their history is tangled with yours. This ground is sacred. […]
Prayers aloft
And isn’t adoring the Brolga As it flies In the painted porcelain sky Just another form of praying
Nitrogen
The search for peace Is a long hard road Chasms of exhaustion Mountains That touch the sky Walk Pffft, rather trudge, their ranges If you dare Striving to ascertain the intangible high Of peace Certainty But up a mountainside in my mind one day There was a window in the rock I peered through And […]