Upon Waking
The unknown lay before us that’s for certain. No other time in history then now that collectively do we sense this. Now what? In a wondering moment I offer a fragrance of gratitude, infused from my heart and into my … Continue reading
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A Little More Softness Please
Wouldn’t you agree? Perhaps we are getting there… Sharpened, waking edgesand stirring sleeping ones.Mates connected with entwined roots,if only recollected.Revive the dream with a palm pressed against wet rocks,or on bended knee, graciously, softlyupon the plush moss of a quieted … Continue reading
In the Existing Moments
The passers-by did not take heed Of me, of my frozen stillness. Deep-rooted ideas, they cling onto Intentions pitched into the bottoms of the washed-out bins. Desires to live a celebratory existence stay frozen. Remember the template, Remember there’s another … Continue reading
The Bold, The Brave.
As of late I’ve been trying to get my light right, but when temps drop in the single digits in the tarring weeks of January, no other choice but to gather my thoughts here and make my own sunshine. “…Wake … Continue reading
Before
I was going to title this eschaton or the last state of man, but I don’t want anyone to get the wrong impression as I see and feel the counterpart as the life after, the dream state, the when and … Continue reading
Burden
Not much enviable snow to show the day after the first fall, especially on demanding lanes. It looks more like a tiring carpet, but this bank of clouds hovering over our heads may have more to unload. Clouds full of … Continue reading
If Only to Break from Rhyme
Down a rutted path, along dormant liana, beside the mucky river and near a bridge, I find stillness for the day. Within twenty to sixty seconds of exposure to nature heart rate slows, blood pressure drops, breathing regulates and brain … Continue reading
Something Deep
Don’t be afraid, there is nothing. You are always and forever the deepness. Even while the world is on fire, these waters embody their stillness. They are what you might call waters flowing to the rhythms of their deep and … Continue reading
Finding Grace, Finding Us.
Separately and together. Clearly it not only works, but it’s radiant! Well played Madame Wilderness. I see you. I hear you. Patterns are everywhere in nature, in language, in conversations, in directives. It’s a time for knowing. Knowing there’s another … Continue reading
The Prized Find
Regrettably I bade farewell to all things autumn and while I haven’t completely embraced everything wintery, I’ve welcomed these hearts, both red and green ones–this plant is all heart. It’s a start. It’s a daily reminder to embrace my heart, … Continue reading
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