Where the Rivers Meet.

Where the Rivers Meet.

The difference between a some-day home and a daily wonder home are the steps taken from your heart into your mind. The tenor of the waterfall, the tones of the wooded path, etched in the cells of your heart, mind … Continue reading

Peace From Mind

Peace From Mind

Vending machines are a cumbersome and funny thing…they can’t assist with finding peace from mind, only clog you up with plaque with its typical encased offerings leaving you brain fogged…not much of an inventive design to boost evolutionary thought. I … Continue reading

Agent of Love

Agent of Love

A masquerade of a darken pit into hell, this roomA ruse, this tousled bedNot offered, respectNo longer on defense, my acceptanceWorthy of validation, my love, my grace to all circumstance I begetYour vision of me, who the fuck caresMental aerobics … Continue reading

Sip, Ahhh, Repeat.

Sip, Ahhh, Repeat.

Lips that caress the curve of the rawness of the earth. Something of beauty when I can embrace such compatibility whirling around these parts, like salt on iron I’d say. As I move into my sweet spot…into my state of … Continue reading

A Stands for Affection

I’ve learned a notable amount of the ABC’s of the heart here and the code of living in the moment as these creatures do readily and for the highest outcome of pure truth—the supreme gospel of all the majesties of … Continue reading

The Underside

The Underside

It’s spooky season, this little guy may spook most, but do you think this leaf is worried and burdening itself with negative or fearful emotions? Judging from the bounty of this citrus flora, I don’t think for a second it’s … Continue reading

Twinkle, Twinkle Baby O

Twinkle, Twinkle Baby O

Not so much a baby anymore but a princess warrior at heart and on these sacred grounds. Just look at that moon face of hers aglow…enamored by the fullest of moon light captured on her device and in the space … Continue reading

Artists of Life

Artists of Life

Finally I sawthat worrying had come to nothing.And gave it up.And took my old bodyand went out into the morningand sang. -Mary Oliver Not only does this poet priestess stop me in my tracks to reconnect and ground in a … Continue reading

A Sweet Bunch

A Sweet Bunch

Alive, vital and back to my sentient self as I was designed to be. Once you start enjoying your own company, you enjoy the company of others, in particular those who have claimed their supreme sacredness as well. Those who … Continue reading

A Flying Start

A Flying Start

You, my wild child of the universe,I will for always shield your heart from dictations of a detached gospel.For you arrived to show us what is beyond our dream spell.Enlivened by the once-in-a-galaxy challenge,your sparkle is but the kindle for … Continue reading