Eden Row

Joined July 2019

14 stories

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Here in ceremony, body kissing soul,

I drink in life's symphony

and learn to sing my own.

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Mother. Writer. Yoga Teacher. Permaculture Dreamer.

to embody creativity, wonder, authenticity, and courage

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Honorable Mention in Love in 50 Words Challenge

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To find the other side of fire
Revolution is not the obliteration of hardship. Revolution is the alchemy of suffering, of devouring the fertile bodies of the dead and rotting things with the faithful knowing that every smoky, sour mouthful brings us closer to the truth.
By Eden Row4 days ago in Poets
The Wisdom of the Swan
Nature is always communicating with us. We are creatures of this vast and interconnected ecosystem, and when we slow down enough to notice, the external chaos softens to reveal tenderness, understanding, and the sound of our own true voice.
By Eden Row4 days ago in Earth
Death's Invitation to Live
The Waking by Theodore Roethke I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow. I feel my fate in what I cannot fear.
By Eden Row7 days ago in Humans
Daddy's Little Girl
"Hey, Dad's on the phone. He asked if you want to talk." "About what?" "Uh I don't know, you're life maybe? Whatever you've been up to the past three months? Or has it been longer?"
By Eden Row22 days ago in Fiction
To the mothers who choose themselves
Just for tonight, close your eyes. The battle is over, and though you lie here cold and bleeding, your pulse hums beneath the heartache,
By Eden Row23 days ago in Poets
Unveiled
Broken open by storms passing through, soft inside like a weathered tree.
By Eden Row23 days ago in Poets
When the cold calcifies
Hot breathed catharsis, dance it up, let it go. Heart thawed, now soft and slow.
By Eden Row23 days ago in Poets
Warm me from the inside out
Chocolate coated throat, frost-kissed fingers cradle a spicy sweet embrace.
By Eden Row26 days ago in Poets
Let the Dying Sing of Beauty
By this fire, logs sizzling wet in the mouth of the flame, the thick silence of grief for a dying world melts away and my words return.
By Eden Row2 months ago in Poets
Momma, What is Love?. Honorable Mention in Love in 50 Words Challenge.
She asked me, Momma, what is love? I smoothed her cheek and said, Baby, Love is a revolution. A rebellion. A dance. If you search for it with your eyes, you may never find it
By Eden Row12 months ago in Poets
The Five Dimensional Self
Multidimensional The holistic health community has taken root and spread like blackberry bushes worldwide. As a result, the idea that we are mere carbon copies here to consume, reproduce, and survive is being overcome by the beautiful remembrance and embodiment of the multidimensional self. As we awaken to the interconnectedness of the mind, body, and spirit, the journey to well-being becomes more colorful and far more personal. The more awareness we gain, the more expansive our realities become.
By Eden Row5 years ago in Longevity
Dear Eleanor, Shall I Decay?
Decay is a natural thing, you liked to say. And yet it feels far from it. One moment, this body feels like home and the next, it's as alien as the inside of a black hole. Perhaps if we had the chance to peer over the black hole's edge, we would find the glory and wonder of a mysterious new dimension, a cascading turbulence of color and resolve. I wonder if peeling back the layers of our own dying bodies would reveal a similar sight.
By Eden Row5 years ago in History

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To find the other side of fire

The Wisdom of the Swan

Death's Invitation to Live

Daddy's Little Girl

To the mothers who choose themselves

Unveiled

When the cold calcifies

Warm me from the inside out

Let the Dying Sing of Beauty

Momma, What is Love?. Honorable Mention in Love in 50 Words Challenge.

The Five Dimensional Self

Dear Eleanor, Shall I Decay?

Achievements (1)