Poet.
OK OK I'll never be Rumi. 

But when I see beauty, when I feel love, sometimes I get inspired to write about it.  And sometimes it comes out as poetry. (Sorry, mom, it doesn't rhyme very often).
Crescendo - a story of my life.
Spring Blossom - opening the rose with love.
Mourning the Sun - sometimes beauty comes in the form of sadness...
She is The Storm -- required reading about the Divine Feminine
The Party - Holy Valentines Day, Batman!  (thank you, Julie!)
Desire and Honor - a new perspective on women
Letting Go - Mom will like this one, it rhymes!
Daybreak - The perfect morning after the perfect party (thanks, Jack!)
Sleeping Alone - tomorrow will be a better day. 
One More Day - ditto (for Gerry)
Oh yeah, and then there's that piece about love that came through me in January 2004... sorry, poetry fans...

Chingimawa