Closing Time

Thrilled to be with you again steamy maple latte. You are so precious swooshing and swirling in your ceramic vessel at closing time and ever so more delicious in me. I’ve been waiting and waiting and waiting for you. Prayer … Continue reading

The Plan

The Plan

On my knees this morning and this view seemed a bit macabre and just like that a sweet breeze scattered the clouds of the morning and look who showed up unapologetically. Looks more like a rebirth now with the luminous … Continue reading

Dear Universe

Dear Universe

I seemed to have veered off course, can you help me find my way back home? I miss my tribe and our peaceful bliss and living in our abundance and how we lit up the universe. Your twinkling stars are … Continue reading

A Silent Serenade

A Silent Serenade

In a prized journal, creative spirit sketched in squiggling curves and crafted words.On this eve, crimson tinted eggs ready for Sunday’s cracking.Upon a thawing terra, bare feet sensing the metaphysics of electromagnetic creation.In our hearts, a longing for the unplotting … Continue reading

Just Like Heaven

Just Like Heaven

The further we go searching for the unseen world,the further behind us it lags.Away it runs from us,as we go reaching.When all along, around us all the time it’s been.Beautifully muted, like our wintery landscape.Visually a soundless time of year,energetically … Continue reading

Writing on the Wall

Writing on the Wall

In an age when music is an aphrodisiac that once swallowed you best be grounded, on your knees boy for the almighty communicator, music and its shrouded régime is far more shocking than we ever imagined. Yet, the message in … Continue reading

Plank Walks

Plank Walks

I look around and I see unease, frozen in the eyes of passerbys. I make extra efforts to undue their unrest with a simple smile and a lighthearted chat. Regis was doing the same sort of uplifting while on his … Continue reading

Letting Go

Letting Go

These crimson drops, a momento of yet another transitional flash in this life cycle, have speckled this verdant swath like the first hearten strokes on canvas. The Maker already knows the final image, but His beloved children wait to see … Continue reading

Neither I Nor The Poets

Neither I Nor The Poets

This sweet greeting on becoming aware was received with absolution in my heart. To all who want to know and understand the strength within you…   “Neither I nor the poets I love found the keys to the kingdom of … Continue reading

Missing Mama

Missing Mama

I was accused of being in the water for three hours. I’ve been accused of worse things, but there’s no way I could have because my bladder signals me after about an hour and as much as I would have … Continue reading