My sweet tooth is satisfied. Must be from all the Southern Charm, because I did not have any peach pie. My curves are a little fuller in my two-piece suit. Must be from my wide-angle lens – it cannot possibly be from the skinny margaritas I drank near the dunes. My carryon weighs more than …
Author: Michele Lee
Writer, poet, teacher, and dancer, sharing inspired thoughts, moments, and photos from my native Sonoran Desert. Lover of language, literature, movement, music, nature, art, photography, and expression.
Lasting fatherly Impressions (video)
https://videopress.com/v/7ZRzCKRF?preloadContent=metadata blanket pulled back bare feet step on the gritty floor hands grab camera bag hands throw on a baseball cap sandy feet slip into damp flip-flops flip-flops rush out the stuck door legs extend into the early morning gray careful steps along the wooden planks eyes begin to focus and notice a suspended evening …
Writing and Riding the Waves (video)
https://videopress.com/v/EFiueb5S?preloadContent=metadata A different time zone and location, but my Zooming expectation has not changed. I will be logging on and spending my afternoon on a Zoom call that will wrap up a seven-week The Story You Need to Tell writing workshop, led by author, Sandra Marinella, and offered through the Mayo Clinic out of Phoenix, …
No Hiding in the Dark
Who am I in the darkness? when a whisper wakes me from sleep when I am nothing but a barely visible heap Who am I in the darkness? when a mockingbird chirping in the distance sings a delicate song of hope and innocence Who am I in the darkness? when I cannot hide in the …
Turquoise, Chili Peppers, and Meow Wolf
A long weekend with Sammi Lee now complete – a weekend that will forever standout as a special memory. I loved finding her at the airport – a tabletop transformed into a productive space; a beautiful woman immersed in a world where she creates. I loved flying with her to a place we'd never been, …
A Woman Never Tells
Oh, the lessons I could tell and the wisdom I could channel as I approach another birthday, making me all the wiser. Wisdom earned, not through deep regrets or extended bouts of brokenness, but mostly through persistence, purposeful direction, and a healthy dose of Divine intervention. Plenty of blood, sweat, and tears too. I could …
Ding-Dong, Let’s Dance!
Seven nights of this! It has been fun and reminiscent, but I am tired! I need to rest. Every night, for a straight seven, the same routine – as soon as I fall asleep, the doorbell rings. A faint ding-dong redirects the plot of my sleeping dream. In the dark and in my current dream …
Golden Hour
A date with the Divine – each morning I rise to greet the golden sun; she and I become one. She and I entwined, we reach for the outstretched hand of my higher self. Never quite touching, but a little closer each day. A symphony of winged melodies surrounds the silence within. Each encounter sublime, …
Her Cottage by the Sea
Curtains swaying a soft lift and gentle dip a peaceful rhythm matching the rise and fall of their replenishing breath Hues changing a floating canvas a fleeting Rembrandt filtering the pink sunrise transforming walls inside Senses stirring a dream scene blurring a mind’s eye releasing ushering in discoveries in joy and carefree play Fingers typing …
Sirious Crush
Brawn is handy when you need something moved, like a couch. Brawn can be attractive too, but for all its heavy lifting, it’s no match for the sexiest muscle that does all the heavy thinking. Bulging muscles can hold and lift weighty things, but they only hold this woman's attention if they are controlled by …
