Summer Reading!

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Have you gotten your copy of Land yet? Who doesn’t need a little bit of heart this summer?

Thank you to Golden Dragonfly Press for this amazing image!

Available here:

Amazon Paperback:
https://amzn.to/2M28sMD

Amazon Kindle Print Replica ebook:
https://amzn.to/2sO4wGv

Amazon Canada Paperback:
https://amzn.to/2thOViA

Amazon Canada Kindle Print Replica ebook:
https://amzn.to/2t6SpFn

B&N Paperback and Nook ebook:
http://bit.ly/2M4pk4b

Google Books: Ebook
http://bit.ly/2HT2udj

 

xo

Tammy

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My New Book is Here Today!!

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Hello dear friends of my blog,

I wanted to let you know, as many of you have asked or already know about my new book, that it has just now been published!

You can find it here!

It is a new book of poems called LAND, and it has a few themes, all threaded around the idea of “What is home?” – home in the world, in our bodies, and deep in our very selves.

I wrote this book over the period of about two years, just about when my husband Takeshi and I started the process of applying for his permanent residency to Canada (recently successful!) after a few years of living in Japan. I now faced the idea of our eventual return to Canada, for me after an almost nine-year absence. Needless to say, many, many emotions have been swirling around inside of me about where and what home really means, how much has changed, in the world and in myself since I left all those years ago, and what the future holds.

As a writer, it is through words, and especially poetry of late, that I find my canvas, but also my therapist’s chair, and I know that there is a lot in these poems that will touch a chord with anyone who has experienced transition in life.

I’m so grateful to you all for your support over the years, both of my writing, and of me as I journeyed East and started this blog as my modest attempt to contribute to a sense of peace of this world. Your presence in my life means so much to me, and has kept me strong and joy-filled over the years!

One of the things I love about writing is that I can do it from absolutely anywhere, and that words have the power to transport anyone, anywhere, and anytime. I would be so honoured if you would consider buying a book, both to enjoy the poems in the comfort of your space, and to help this independent artist! It would mean the world to me to know that you stand behind the work (often unpaid) that I do, and I know I speak for many other independent artists when I say that every drop of support matters a great deal!

I did want to point out that there are other, equally wonderful and valuable ways of supporting me (and other artists like me) – you can buy the book for someone you care about as a gift; you can share this message, or my Facebook post about this book, either via email or any social media platform (I don’t have a smartphone, so I can’t be on Instagram, which makes me wonder sometimes if I even exist! J) You can write a review on Amazon or Goodreads (reviews help writers get more visibility – and more sales – on these platforms, where it is so easy to get lost in the sea of offerings); and you can let me know if you think you know of anyone I can reach out to who might be interested in the book. Most of all, I would love a hello and e-hug as I go through the very vulnerable process of sharing my work with the world!

Thank you so much for reading/listening/feeling this email. I hope you are all doing well, and I send much love.

 

We, the Flower

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A flower,
with no effort at all,
all day, and nothing else,
doing the work of
growing and rising,
coming into being,
listening to the very heart
of what moves us
to know when to open
her petals
and receive
golden sun,
when to curl inward
to take rest,
to enter a period
of receptivity and
healing.
This is the contemplation
of a flower,
her mechanism of hope,
her bearing witness
in rhythm and cycles,
her lesson,
each day,
in motion and stasis,
in sun and moon,
in the small deaths we make
in order to rise and
to live.
 
– TT

We Are Gold: A Poem

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our gilded days
and we are –
an imperfect yet holy
refraction
caught in our desires
that come down to this:
to be whole
to be loved,
and the mistakes we make
in the way we cannot
recognize
that we are not what is
left over, incomplete,
searching,
no, we are a reflection,
illumined and pure,
of the vastest space
we can imagine,
and I envision this,
as I my eye catches the spark
of the sun glinting off
gold leaf
on sacred temple grounds:
I don’t have to transport myself
anywhere
for my transmutation.
I am here
with everything that is,
and I will stay here,
until I understand that
love seeps through me
the way the moon
bleeds her light into the sky,
unhindered, abundant,
limitless, moving mountains and seas
with nothing but
inner light.
– TS

For this Life (Gratitude)

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Bound by the earth and stars
Which is to say, alighted by the
Offering of full freedom
 
I walk along the shore
Guided by the soft and roaring
Motion of the ocean’s waves
 
I turn inward to find
What’s true, I blossom out
In turn, under moon’s wisdom
 
I wade through fields, awed
By the creatures I find there,
All this life generating life
 
I fall to the ground, wondrous,
Free, amazed by my presence
In all of this, my part to play,
 
As gratitude, not for the first time,
Fills me, and I vow: I will soak it in,
Lap it up, make use of precious time.
 
– TS