“softening”
good medicine for
the past, present and future
is smooth forgiveness
soft and fair - it melts our pain
to be able to go on
“forgiveness”
“the giving and receiving of forgiveness”
gratitude
“gratitude tanka”
the body, my friend,
and life all around - nurtured
by cycles supreme
what can my only response
and prayer be, but: thank you!
“giving thanks”
goddess of fire
“the tale begins ….”
goddess of fire
what is your story?
tell us of touching with warmth
and light this planet -
radiant and life giving
we bathe in your ancient glow.
“goddess of fire”
overspill
“together”
Love, how wonderful
to delight in each other!
Still we are blessed with
time - receiving the gift of
life - thankful for the moment.
“overspill”
sky salutations
“up and up”
autumn sky above
this vast blue sheltering dome
home to every breath
a constant, fresh - give and take
may i be as welcoming
“12 answers to the wheel of change”
quiet
today i am still
in a sphere of sound - listen
to the ebb and flow
a world of freedom opens
it has been there - where was i?
crossroads
what Love, would you like
to be like in ten years time?
at the crossroad now
masters we have always been
of the weeds we grow within
on the path
we journey inward
to sacred spaces - again
with our reasons fresh
seeing others on their path
what joy each unique try is
background story:
we choose what we believe.
i have chosen to believe,
that within each of us lives
a seeker for truth and meaning.
each of our paths unique,
each a one time only experiment,
that has never existed, nor will ever exist again.
so there it is:
the pilgrim
the path
- made up of our countless attempts and devotions
then there is reason
- fresh and bright, lighting our way
and there is kinship!
we may come from different directions
taking different routes and styles of travel,
yet do we not all seem to aim towards inclusion
with the Great Mystery?
slumbering giants
"next"
slumbering giants
stir in us - repetitious
thoughts, words and actions
build our future selves to be
good to know one's intentions
"intention & attention"
patience
"where patience lives"
each moment arrives
on its own shimmering wings
patience lubricates
the meeting of now and self
- a peaceful continuum
joy
"sweet spot mandala"
joy illuminates
this dot of the galaxy
flares in the darkness
sending secret love letters
soul offerings to the gods
a bit of background:
Imagine looking at our beautiful blue planet surrounded by vast, beyond comprehension v a s t, space . . .
Now, envision the Joy experienced by humans as flashes of lightning across the skin of the Earth, creating a symphony of light, - arcing, flaring, flashing . . .
These sparks of Joy seem like beautiful offerings to the gods. Love letters of gratitude and of trust for the gift of life.
Here is to vast, open minds and joyous hearts, illuminating this sweet spot in our galaxy.
the wild mare
"the wild mare"
my mind
a wild mare roaming untamed from
future to past
stopping for scant seconds in the now
only to do it all over again - at a fast gallop
Whoa! i call to her, let's slow down.
healing balm
"wishes"
background story:
For all of us there will be days of witnessing seemingly overwhelming pain in this world, - be it physical, emotional or mental suffering, be it in self or in others.
Facing pain, it is easy to get gripped by confusion and fear - and reach for ill-founded remedies of blame and hatred, even avoidance - hardening the heart and mind.
How then shall I train myself, when, inevitably, encountering pain?
How to give comfort and be a healing balm into the world?
Transforming fear and pain into peace of mind.
How to keep spinning, spinning, spinning compassionately in this mad love dance of life?
A longtime quest to hold close to the heart.
Inviting resolve and wisdom, peace and kindness, buoyancy and forgiveness to be constant companions along the path.
"healing balm"
unclouded by doubt
the power of thought radiates outward
like the rays of the sun
blessings, wishes, prayers - anchor peace and well being
becoming a healing balm for the earth and all its tenants
touch
"anticipating joy"
loving touch
how pleasant it is to give and receive
between all beings
animate and seemingly inanimate - they thrive
as we add our signature of nurturing touch to the palette of life
"a flow of warmth and inclusion"
the stories we tell
"what is her story?"
the story I tell myself
from a blank slate
it takes mere fragments to hum a story-truth into existence
my story makes her what she is for me
then, change the lens and the scene chimes differently…
what if I learned she had traveled the world,
had an engineering degree and spoke five languages
or, that she was a refugee, eking out a living
for herself and her two small children
colorless energy becomes a story
it is what it is
change the story - change your life.
the gaze
background story
Not long ago, while driving on a local highway, there was a sensation of “being watched”.
Do you know the feeling? The sense of someone's eyes on you? Maybe from across the room, across the street?
Well, when i looked to the car on my left, my eyes were met by the eyes of a large dog intently ogling me.
The dog and i, had us a soft, staring game, that lasted several miles, until the cars pulled too far apart to continue.
So today’s musing is a ponder on this feeling, that we all seem to be familiar with, the sensation of “the gaze”.
the gaze
what is this mysterious force
that our eyes emanate - to make their presence known
potently charged beams
with kindness, or any other energy of our choosing
what shall we call this oft overlooked wonderment?
many worlds
on our daily journey
we travel through fantastic worlds
moving between
dreaming
waking
being
arriving from our dream worlds
waking up to the in-between states
to being - more or less - mindful
slipping from awareness to awareness
embraced
always dreaming
of transformations and future bliss
yet already
we fly on fizzy wings
embraced in the Womb of Wonder.
gems
nature gazing
offering my hair to the wind
when the air grows quiet
and my mind complies
soon the gems appear
and everything shines in its own light
be it moss, meadow or dew
all evoke the same call
to move with tenderness
through the seasons
of life
welcome to the mystery
"the questions"
welcome to the Mystery
to the Beautiful Conundrums
to the questions
that can drive you mad . . .
"quite mad"
the perennial questions that ask:
where were you
before you made your grand entrance
through the veil of birth?
and how do you explain
consciousness to yourself?
do you know the language of your dreams?
and what about soul and spirit?
have you befriended them?
where will you go after meeting Brother Death?
have you found meaning in this life?
"the approach"
and how Dear One will you approach these Beautiful Mysteries?
will you try to crack them like a nut, to get at the tasty morsel?
will you ply them with study and reason?
will you observe them like a flock of birds?
will you build a nest for them to dwell with you?
will you take them with you when you are dancing, chopping vegetables in the kitchen?
will you treat them like a mountain to be conquered?
over the years will you make love and peace with them?
"with love"
welcome to the Mystery
to the Beautiful Conundrums
to the questions that can drive you
mad with love
for this gift of life
