Tag Archives: life

In The Dead of Night

In the deep  quiet of the night there  used to  live an endless invitation to set your spirit to soaring .  A time set aside  for discovery and an opportunity to break the boldest or the most  mysterious bonds holding onto you .

Now in the dead  of the night are  the  children . Children that did not  ask for this life . Children being criminalized  simply  for being alive . Children being  whisked through airports like some strange secret , like a lie .

The wailing ,  the visceral sounds of the wailing of the innocent  babes and their Mamas being torn apart will follow these men in charge to their graves . They don’t know it yet . But it will . Haunting a spirit  for evermore will be the suffering caused by the deeds of men with no heart and no soul .

When Integrity Lies Still

Beating heart Be awakened and fully rise in your integrity . Beating my chest like the Gorilla behind the bars in the Zoo’s engineered  habitat .  Courage comes alive in the pulsing flow of your blood once you hear the cries of harmful tragedies by design . When integrity lies still and turns away from humanity is when humanity is no more . And when  integrity  opens it’s eyes to see that is when life becomes compassion which is blind to the differences  between you and me .

The Eye of the Heart

Holding a Dream

Joyous hand holding in a dream or was it you ? When you were there , you weren’t there .

And I loved you still . Lessons for hearing  my heart and soaring free …and to believe .

It’s up to me .

Dancing thoughts anchored by the presence  of you now twirling freely

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leaping into adventures  of this world and into ancient threads of humanity .

The power of release in a heartbeat and tender moments will never die . 

 

Hello Dear Moment

Immersed within your power , swept up by it’s swirling energy of love and wishes , anguish and courage . It’s ending transforms the spirit . The moments that we are given …to build upon our wisdom and enrich our hearts with spiritual  freedom .

do we bring them into action or observation ? Or both ? Do we welcome them into our hearts to live ? Or are they pushed into places of dispute and into corners to grow cobwebs and carried like a weight ?

These moments given to us as magnificent beauties slip away quietly . And a precious few grab hold  and let them be sweet .  The others  will appear when it’s required . So thank you dear moment . You are dear. 

Is This Freedom ?

It lends itself your fears .

Deeper still a light shines through and forgives the tears .

Yearning  to know compassion ,

learning to know …

Is this freedom ?

When the Spirit is Free

It Was a Dream

It was a dream  imagined long before  the first step ever happened  . The places and their specifics were not yet in my sights but somehow I knew that  I would be  going  on this exploration  .  A marvelous  mystery was showing itself in parts and leading to an adventure .

Delighted by the unknown in front of me and , in moments of questioning ,  I recognized the choice  .  Give my questions to trust and be on the way or feed them , turning them into fear . I chose trust  and was rewarded greatly .

A magnificent adventure unfolded and lives in my heart still .  It reminds me again and again of the beauty in the unknown and of the delicate language of the trees . A peaceful visitor  can witness  the rhythms  of the sun shining through the branches and leaves and dancing on the forest floor while  the birds follow the visitor’s movements with songs .

In a moment here and there I felt as though I as feeling the footsteps of the Souls that had gone before me . As if I were walking with them and they  with me .

The combined solitude and camaraderie  amongst the fellow pilgrims reached a place so deep that it continues to teach me and comfort me so many years later . 

When I knew That it Was You

It began with meeting you in unexpected places .  My heart rising to the surface and bits of my soul exposing it’s weaves of color and textures gathered through the ages . Questions and acceptance , not always in that order , came with each breath .   And each breath has a purpose.

Deep breath in so as to welcome the sights of love which  sometimes masquerades as rebellion . Deep breath out so as to give delight alive in courage . Have you stood in the silence of your breathing  and listened ?

It was you along  offering comfort through inspiration . Offering warmth in moments of  fear and gentle nudges toward exploration  of  a beautiful , wild road .