I have seen rivers run down mountains. I have seen mountains that have withstood thousands of years carved like butter from the river’s trails. The sight leaves me breathless. To see a chiseled mountain face carved with the heart’s rivers of tears…..
The morning’s sliver moon, somewhat like my day. The sweet sliver moon readying for Friday’s New Moon. The New Moon ushers in a new cycle and absolute fullness. It is also a fullness we cannot see. The moon’s illumination is completely hidden……
Sitting in meditation I gave thanks for a much needed day of breathing. Maxwell Wildlife Sanctuary never fails to heal. My body could still feel the surprise to see the lake had filled and the island and grassy area were now…..
It won’t stop him from being shoved and locked in the school locker or his scream for help. It won’t stop the bullies from breaking his glasses. It probably won’t stop the teachers from suspending only him when…..
In the midst of brown lifeless fingers three stand in life’s green. The trunk of the tree still breathed against my hand. If three are enough for the tree, then I shall count resiliency, love, and the tree…..
We stood at the airport gate like stiff awkwardly placed mannequins waiting to be staged. Only, we had been set and placed. Years of perceived not understanding stood like a wall placed in the center of the Grand Canyon. The cavern was enough to persuade…..
Two weeks or so of pondering the depth of depression and brokenness in our world as I’ve entered my new career. How can I help? Is presence enough? Is unconditional listening and opened heart the right balm? My training and so much…..
And some days, ahhh, some days, the whisper comes with the voice of two friends. One the chalice that carried the whisper. The other the succulent wine of wisdom’s words. May I never underestimate the power of nature nor poetry shared. The world…..
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