ogni passo

step together

step anyway

step for you

step for her

step for hope

step forward.

Here’s to a year of movement-

Live every step for what it is.

Happy Transition!

Celebration, Sense of Place, Italy, Love, Travel, Yoga, Writing, Homeandee sorensonJanuary 1, 2018Traveling NativeLive, Newyear, Peace, 2018, Transition, Change, Grow, Forward, Believe, Movement, TravelComment

Somewhere Deep: Go To The Edge (Part 4)

The passage is now accompanied by knowing

So I travel downward on the memory of upward perspective

Unclothed of reciprocity, sores from the initial cascade reopen

They know about the inevitable upward climb.

Firenze, Art, Italy, Love, Renaissance, Travel, Tuscany, Yogaandee sorensonDecember 16, 2017Traveling Nativelove, yoga, practice, art, travelComment

Somewhere Deep: Taking Back The View (Part 3)

I’ll be here

When the outskirts of stability blend

with the disorderly flurries at love’s windy precipice.

I will dive again

Writing, Yoga, Travel, Love, Homeandee sorensonDecember 3, 2017Traveling Nativepoetry, travel, love, journey, return, movementComment

Lost In The Overgrowth

There in that open meadow

We flattened the flora

We created a space that now amplifies the echoes of our calling

A space that there is no way to get back to

andee sorensonNovember 29, 2017Traveling NativeComment

Somewhere Deep: Looking Up (Part 2)

I’m gazing up at them now:

the premeditated,

the unplanned,

each one, a unique trajectory.

Oh, the joy of watching the lovers

who resisted

with all their minds’ power

And plunged anyway

Art, Attraction, Firenze, Home, Italy, Love, Renaissance, Travel, Tuscany, Writing, Yogaandee sorensonNovember 24, 2017Traveling Nativetravel, love, landscape, loss, firenze, art, poetry, writingComment

Without you

As time would have us

There is little of it left in this pose

Where the you to me is overgrown with speculation

And the in between has more to offer than you ever did.

Love, Italy, Travel, Writing, Yoga, Art, Firenze, Renaissanceandee sorensonNovember 20, 2017Traveling Native, LLCpoetry, love, balance, yoga, travel, journeyComment

Somewhere Deep: Overcoming The Edge (Part 1)

All at once, I was bathing in a thermal breeze,

Warming numbness with newness,

Drunk on the swirling color

That still rises from somewhere deep

Flurries of carnal exhaust took the shape of nothing

And the color of everything

Garfagnana, Love, Italy, Home, Attraction, Writing, Tuscany, Travel, Tours, Sense of Placeandee sorensonNovember 16, 2017poetry, love, falling, deep, altitude, heat, yogaComment

Into the Backdrop

In the partial shade or light we could sit there

Could we sit there? Guarded by the color still hanging on?

In sun-pierced red and yellow:

Me on one side, you on the other.

We could forget about the tightrope and explore the light and dark of in between.

Attraction, Italy, Love, Sense of Place, Travel, Writingandee sorensonNovember 13, 2017Traveling Nativepoetry, Barga, italy, love, dialogue, travelComment

This Wanting Space

What exploded in chaotic color

Now has a devoted space on the walls.

Visitors stop to wonder at it,

Connecting with its forms and blushing tone

Italy, Sense of Place, Travel, Writingandee sorensonNovember 9, 2017Traveling Nativewriting, wanting, love, florence, italy, travel, poetry, homeComment

Translucent (in the age of nothing to lose)

I’ll give you space

In which I’ll grow open and toil with elemental joy and pain

Tend to the timely turning over of soil

Welcome sunlight

Italy, Attraction, Love, Writing, Travel, Garfagnanaandee sorensonNovember 8, 2017adaptation, Garfagnana, Letting go, passion, poetry, writing, becomeyou, fire, alive, adventure, blogComment

Oxygen to Embers

Knowing nothing is what keeps the furnace kindled

Receiving barely enough fuel to maintain a glow

Oxygen to embers

your withdrawal opens up the perfect cleavage for combustion

The more you remove yourself

The brighter the coals

Barga, Italy, Writing, Love, Sense of Place, Travelandee sorensonNovember 6, 2017writer, Alpi Apuane, love, Lust, writing, transformation, alive, fire, Letting goComment

Ognissanti

I'm not ready for immersion but the feeling of these damp steps beneath me will become a perennial part of my being. I lift heavy hands to mouth thinking only about breaking suddenly into from veganism to vegetarianism. I taste nothing new. The sensation of being relinquished and forgotten here, deep in the fall, will stay with me for years.

Home, Italy, Tuscany, Sense of Place, Travel, Writing, Sienaandee sorensonNovember 2, 2017italy, siena, sense of place, home, arrivalComment

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