—–a poem 4 sunDay Midwifery of your soul What is the constellation of you? In this co/creators Mixology- Take the best- And incorporate Your wisdom Your angels But don’ t forget the time- You were led up the mountain, Blindfolded- Inducted- Instructed- Fed within- Until this Bliss Enfolds Too easily- Where the mundane Becomes the…

She will not die from Grieving This blue gemstone Believes Her vulnerability Is a precious jewel Her love Is tangled in her hands Ordinary work She is beauty A bottle of Honesty She has changed She shall hold on to Ambition Sexy spontaneity Her passion is wilderness An enigmatic woman Precipitating individuality Deep in her…

I was a spectator of emotions and feelings pain too great to fully be present drowning in darkness After the parade passed I landed back inside my body my heart beat fast my breath my own My turning point as usual arrived on time worthy deserving becoming fully human Night air blows fresh quiet hours…

“Follow me into the unknown See what happens if you let go Don’t you know only you can set you free? Who knows where this moment will lead? Even if you’re afraid, I know You’re exactly where you’re supposed to be Whenever it starts, whatever you see, wherever you are You’re exactly where you’re supposed…

(Definition: Limerence is a state of mind which results from romantic or non-romantic feelings for another person and typically includes obsessive thoughts and fantasies as well as a desire to form or maintain a relationship with the object of love and to have one’s feelings reciprocated.) When the love bug hits It’s a car crash, We drag ourselves As…

It’s the grin, the smile, a joke shared. The connection that goes in deep, it’s the hug when there is Frustration, Pain, sorrow. In between, the warmth, laughter, and the things at times, that cause, concern. Being in love, no matter how it is. Warms the heart , the soul it motivates the sprit. A…

Caught in the dream. Believing it’s real. No need to set the clocks back. No need to set them forward. Life automatically clicks time, into space. Basking in sky’s vast timelessness. Noticing transparent shadows generously giving way. Then passively mingling, with the night’s cold silhouettes. Quivering spectrums of black and white, designed to emerge with…

She is White flames Her body An empty vase The inner An angel hidden Deep A treasure trove Of truth She feels the sacred Ask And it shall be given Her heart is getting In tune Not minding what happens She twirls her Golden strands of hair She looks At herself in the Mirror The…

I clutched at a crystal Clinging to the power of intention Under the eclipse of the moon It was a little desperate perhaps And the sky was overcast So I actually saw nothing But at 3 am aching from my first encounter with Pickle Ball – I wondered what my crystal would do Or what…

the pillow still concave where your head rested extra shoes placed under the chair loyally await your return undisturbed in absence your scent your sounds carry on through my walls night has won without reprieve no mourning the loss of your dear company for all you leave with me entertains the days charmed solitude contains…