A peace in the not Knowing A path in the Dark A cave of wonder Inside Silent sounds Mind clear Freedom in my new Home A beautiful heart Shines Following along With a hope A wish On my star Faith soars Uncomfortableness waves Goodbye Trusting this new peace In me A soul Balanced Step by…

There is a string that holds us together, past, lives, future lives and the present. To Ignore those things, exist Is to not be willing listen To ones heart, To stop, Pause for a moment, Breathe, not throw things to the wind, in a whim but just to Understand the String that attaches us all.…

I was told this morning That my spirit is present In a small town in Texas, USA That is very far away From where my body is right now Imagine that! I am excited for my spirit Travelling the world Connecting with other spirits Out there Beautiful souls of this Tribe One day The full…

What is the greatest gift? Could it be the world itself — the oceans, the meadowlark, the patience of the trees in the wind? Could it be love, with its sweet clamor of passion? Something else — something else entirely holds me in thrall. That you have a life that I wonder about more than…

We were once complete strangers And now we are friends That’s what a friend is Someone who didn’t exist And yet somehow there they are at your door You opened it a chink To see more You hesitated You kept them waiting Or maybe you dragged them in And then began the fun, The stumbling…

This morning I woke to the sounds of melting snow through the eaves, I sat for awhile watching the water hit the the ground , dancing & bouncing in a concentric pulse like heart beats—– Its own sentience just as loud as my heart- I write because I cannot hold these moments, But I own…

After the Shame despair the why the where wondering in the dark cast yours eyes upon a shooting star shifting mountains looming slipping on the moss covered river rocks Cold water flowing across my feet Birds chirping a long blade of grass hanging out of my mouth smells of oceans near daylight flickers between the…

Because of you I breathe, you exhale with relief I smile, your world is calm I am quiet, you listen to what isn’t said I hurt, you seek the salf that heals I speak, you hear every syllable I laugh, you exhilarate in the sound I cry, you try to comprehend your own hurt because…

Each of us wears a different face But aren’t we all the same? Drawn together by our connection to the Great Source, Or to our Higher Self, Known by many names, in many spiritual traditions, The Great Mother, Brigid The Celtic Goddess and Saint of Poetry, Healing, and Wisdom. Spirt Guides, Angels, Beings of Light,…

I do life Some days Better than others. I’m told All I need is: ‘Something to do Something to love Something to believe in’ But when the calendar’s empty When there’s no hand to hold When Faith grows weak What then? I do anything, almost anything to shift the mood whatever it takes Chocolate, cake,…