Coming Back to Me
I am learning to listen to the low-lying eddy within whispering murmurations of truth and knowing. For years I mistook its faint current...
To All The Slam Poets
Thank you to all the Slam Poets out there who revitalized me with their distinct rhythm of percussive truths. Who punctuated words with...
Emboldened by Uncertainty
Even the shadows surrendered to the darkening descent of the moonless, starless night but not the katydids and crickets. They chanted and...
Paint me
Paint me boldly in shades of curiosity and deepening hues of becoming. Paint my lips the color of dare-me red and dress me in a gown of...
No Regrets
No Regrets Lauren Taub Cohen Gusts of self-doubt swirl within my cavernous mind and the thick sludge of stagnancy weighs heavily upon my...
Finding Space In-Between
Finding Space In-Between by Lauren Taub Cohen The fizz of excitement courses through my body with uncorked ebullience as the wild rush of...
A Teachable Moment
You can imagine my delight when Dr. Rick Hanson asked me if he could read "A Teachable Moment" aloud to his class at Spirit Rock! Talk...
The Power of Attention
A few days ago, a friend asked me what I do for fun. She wasn't the first person to ask me that question, and I'm sure she wont be the...
Sustenance
Sustenance by Lauren Taub Cohen It was an unconscious choice I made to feast on your memory and starve the emptiness that threatened to...
Mirroring the Light
Mirroring the Light by Lauren Taub Cohen The setting sun spills its splendor across the soft, receiving sand and I study how the light...
