On Extension

On Extension

So self-assured, sagacious and adept to anyone who takes a moment to finding meaning in something rather than nothing. And would you look at those extensions…they could make dancers long to have higher leg extensions.

Make It Something Beautiful

Well, here we are in our idiosyncrasies and in our rareness…an am dedicated to sketching and painting our gratitude and a little stretching outdoors under the sun. Gratitude in every moment and every way…feeling full.

On Mysteries and Withers

On Mysteries and Withers

What no man knowsfrom the unknownto the unknownand in between a glimmering moment. The hush of a peaceful twinklingbrought face-to-face withsilence,satisfaction,that moment that draws close to our hearts of being. Not through a social triumphnor a shared fear terrorbut in … Continue reading

All The Way Up

All The Way Up

Each moment is a new momentnot to wait for the world to change you,but you to be the change you want to seechoose and choose again wisely. “The only person you are destined to become is the person you decide … Continue reading

This Moment Forthright Atlas.

This Moment Forthright Atlas.

Among all the wild,willing, able and accepting to feel bursting sentience.Each day, each moment in solace of a rolling wave elapsing,I enter into a realm so sweetly serene.Water expanding, weighed and seamless into the idyllic existence on some far-off shoreas … Continue reading

Time, Cherished Time

Creating opportunities in intervals has been my motto for almost two decades now. I haven’t had a whole lot of intervals to myself during those times, although cherished, not much alone time. So while my schedule hasn’t been mine for … Continue reading

Tossed Waters.

Tossed Waters.

Most feathered friends have taken off in flocks heading south by now. I read this poem and thought of them…wish I were in their feathers right about now, weary, tender and happy to be soaring with friends sans regrets to … Continue reading

Grey Morning Skies

Grey Morning Skies

Grey morning skies and the clouds are simpering. Stay with the spirit rightly found, into the day and the clatter of the war we wage abound. For when night falls, a kingdom awakens. Fall into the night sky with spirit … Continue reading

Dedication

Dedication

What’s your movement saying? Are you moving with freedom, breathing unreservedly? We are contracting our being down to the focus of minutia instead of the realization of the twinkling moment. While I’m up pondering these challenges and discomforts within myself … Continue reading