The Mysteries and Inspiration from the Heavens: Prose from Above
A sky littered with gems for the pleasurement of the human soul from a small hill under a tree. I, the wandering dreamer, cannot...
Butterfly Solipsism
A butterfly’s flapping over Costa Rica,
it’s sometimes considered, could initiate
the chain that leads to tornados in Toledo,
hopping and ripping the heart
from every-other quotidian home.
Or...
Áine, Irish Goddess of Summer Solstice
“On another St. John's Night, a number of girls had stayed late on the Hill watching the cliars (torches) and joining in the games....
The Absurd Whole
While driving this morning,
I thought if I sipped my coffee
I would be late
While Driving a Car stopping to
Sip coffee does not slow me down
One...
Spinning The Right Way
Why is it fine for others to tell the truth
But when I do, I'm spinning a story for my own benefit?
I'm tired of being...
Stories Seldom Heard: Writings from Parchman Prison
“In a short time, I guess you could say, looking out into the zone, I see a jungle, a gangland, a hostile environment.”
– Jacob...
The start… again.
The exploration of our inner selves starts with our self opening to compassion with our selves.
How can we open with compassion if we do...
Mother Nature Speaks
Bubble, bubble
No toil, no trouble
Let the winds blow In peace and harmony
While humans are busy destroying themselves and the world
Let us concentrate on healing,...
Love is Light
Light is love
And love is light
What I have learned from unconditional love
Is to see myself in the same light
As the people who love me...
Beyond Compliance, Beyond Resistance
When asked once who his greatest spiritual teacher
had been the Dalai Lama responded, “China.”
The cat’s reactions to my fingers’
scratching, remind me I’m often
automatic: twitching...
Your Tears Are Your Laurels
Your sorrow is your gift
Years of hurt, so noble
Effort to go on sublime
Tears are the starshine of joy
Your laurels are your heart
Shining from the...
Is Life a Lie?
Life is a lie, yet fear of dying?
Look at the sky; He's replying.
Have a sigh; your eyes are drying.
Don't be shy; a valiant is...
Nature’s Way of Being
The birch bark clings to the tree trunk
Unsure if it wants to let go to touch the ground
Dash, dash, dash the deer dances in...
Chosen Family
I love you so much,
So deep
So hard
You are stitched into me
Thousands of moments
Strung together
Seams of your support,
Your love
Defining shades of my heart
I feel the...
