Untamed But Not Unnamed

Dancing on the beach, photo by Liz Lamoreux

I am the sun to two little girls. 

I am a quiet moon on the rise to light your night. 

I am whispers and wonder, I travel through mysteries and say "Let's go together." 

I am a witness, I am calling. I am here to testify

To love--love that holds us and mends us. 

I am untamed but not unnamed  

I am the turning of the tide. 

I wrote these lines in one of Liz Lamoreux's workshops at our Story Excavation Retreat on the Oregon Coast. If you're ready to excavate YOUR STORY, join Mindy Tsonas and me next month for a one-day retreat in MA and we will discover the alchemy of everyday stories together.