My lines laid upon this page unlined are like vines reaching and rising to the sky Lifting, lilted and lightly placed here on the unlined page Creeping slowly...patiently growing towards your heart that is the sun, the bright place they long to live My lines long to live in your heart I sing my lines to you silently and they instantly become the lyrics of my songs Sung from my heart to yours in stillness and perfect, poetic peace Listen...and become that same stillness Then you will … [Read more...]

Oh, to be a dandelion seed head - a fragile globe of downy perfection, prone to getting carried away Instead, I am painstakingly composed of tensile steel, yet extraordinarily flexible - a spider's web - built to withstand torrents of despair, a deluge of disappointment I am woman, everyone's mother, the hub of the wheel, the great connector, communicator, peacemaker But just once, I'd like to ride the updraft of a … [Read more...]

The lotus flower - our inner soul lies at the bottom of the crystal, clear lake Focus on the stillness. Look straight down to the bottom. See past the flesh. Past the surface, see our love connection to each other's heartbeat The individual life contains vibrancy and joy of living, a bright, gleaming presence. We need to see our fellow humans in this inner state - to feel their essence. To learn to love them, to get to know them, touch their wisdom, truth and … [Read more...]

All these years I have been swallowing my tears, Drowning out my heart's profound lament; All these years I took your sorrow for my own, Bore it all alone, wove it into bone and every cell; I carried all your fear; I held it almost dear, Yet always so unclear why I felt lost. All these years, now that you are gone, Turning into tears that can be shed; All these tears, now that you have died Washing clean the years and words unsaid. … [Read more...]

Keeper of the morning light, Guardian of the flame, White knight of my soul. Given at the beginning, As a last defense, At the center of life. Never beaten or destroyed, Never taken or confined, Never traded or lost. And shared only For love. … [Read more...]

My morning newspaper lies on my front porch, blending with my knowledge of the world. This afternoon, it wraps coffee grounds, blending with my knowledge of compost. Tomorrow, it recites my obituary, blending with my knowledge of eternity. … [Read more...]

I despair at the experience of discovering it is not enough for this life to become the portal of new permission through which every human life arrives here with the love, care and sanctity new life deserves. It is of almost equal dismay that I discover my cry to see human departures given due care and facilitation is not enough. It is not enough that I make peace with myself, with others and anchor that to banish all violence for all time. It is not enough that I am a bridge of … [Read more...]

Tell me dear friend if you've ever seen the ocean begging for a glass of water. Tell me. There is already so much grace bursting deep in your being; so much elegance wanting to explode. Your job is now to weave it into your everyday performance. … [Read more...]

How foolish I have been. Like a moth that tried to fly Too close to the candle's flame, got singed And returned, wanting to share with others This life-changing event: Being united, embracing his Love. I, too, have been altered By the Light of another Flame. Now, wandering on this street corner, Fumbling to tell my story to anyone who will listen. Worst than laughter, I am ignored And left alone, to silently remember; My brief Journey to the Sun. Perhaps, I will stand … [Read more...]

Eden exists. Not the Eden of biblical rhetoric, or that of any system of organized, codified, ritualized belief. Eden is not a physical place; it's a place of being -- the middle distance: That time in life and mind that's neither too late nor too early, neither too old nor too young, when you feel, when you know as clearly as you ever will. The young, consumed with reflections of self-importance, indestructibility and immortality, cannot imagine the middle … [Read more...]

As your sapling pierced the ground, from roots deep below, did it worry where it was going, or did it just grow? Was there a tree that came before -- clearing the way, or were you content your needs would be met, day after day? When another tree blocked the sun and you grew towards the west, how did you know how to survive and not be distressed? When a young branch was chewed by a grazing deer, did your other branches become overwhelmed with fear? Do you compete … [Read more...]

Do you know how many angels you have to whom you owe thanks for your life? What if your angels were like me? What if they felt so much, being your angel, that they were angry with you? What if one needed to see you -- one who had compared for a moment the risks between breaking your neck and breathing into your mouth? The scar on the side of your head is the opening that spilled blood on her hand. What if the angel came to the brink of tears thinking of you walking around, … [Read more...]

Peer through your own eyes Into the reality you have stitched, Each fiber has been hand-sewn By your thoughts and dreams. A bird lands on the windowsill But what brought it to you? A silent whistle, a tune that you know And it knows? A thought is carried on a breeze. Pull into your hands That which you desire Until your fingers are so filled with your tapestry of colors, That you must hang it from the point of the crescent moon, To the tip of a bright star. Cut the threads … [Read more...]