re-appearing act

re-appearing act

disappearing re-appearing act melting into the wall, my old selftaking over the show, the fallen one.climbing a stairwell to heaven, my new selfprotecting my heart and pretending not to know, days of pastloosing myself for someone else, never againmoving toward … Continue reading

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The Missing Peace

The Missing Peace

Behavior is only the outward expression of something else which happens on a deeper level, consciously or unconsciously we share our feelings in all sorts of combinations. Foo is a no nonsense type of guy and exhibits encouragement, fun, delight…pure … Continue reading

Courage, We Need You Now

Courage, We Need You Now

We know so littleWe have forgotten so much.But a resplendent soul like this oneresets the refresh button.And just like that we are back in gnosis.

Power of Change

Power of Change

Affirming a state of centeredness in the middle of chaos, an awful lot of peacemoment by moment, a choice. will you fall prey to the state of imbalance,will you allow fear to overwhelm your flow,or will you be still in … Continue reading

Container of Light

Container of Light

You can’t be the light to the blind.They will always see you as darkness.Stop trying to be good for them.Be good to you. – Pierre Alex Jeanty

Road to Bliss

Road to Bliss

Turn out arrived later than usual today, a hazy one accompanied with a heavy heat, thus a more moderate tempo out to pasture in the eve until dusk. Even with the delay, the road to bliss kept to it’s contemplative, … Continue reading

A Long Time Coming

This dusky beauty arrived at last. It’s been on my mind for the last seven years, with the last few so dire a throw couldn’t conceal even this workhorse of a piece to withstand the shenanigans of bouncing toddlers through … Continue reading

Formative Time

Formative Time

Betrayal struck barbariously, does is ever not? Scornful at such periodic stickling, my perception of reality was not what it really is. I’m learning how to see, redefining everything.

A Time to Repair

A Time to Repair

Emerging out of a temptuous quarter-of-century codependent relationship, I find solace on these tolerant and patient stones that blessedly don’t tug on my empathetic tendencies. Nothing exploding here but a little iaomai (ee-ah’-om-ah-ee) physical healing, to repair the temple alter. 

Breathe My Child

Breathe My Child

Often times the best move is not to move, but to be still. Feel the opportune nudges, grant them, not all take overs are amiss, but atlas even in times of chaos, savoir faire is everywhere…we’re heading for the skies.