Tag Archives: Poetry

Restless Ego

Moving through the restless ego and the dearest friend of a lifetime in spirit . The journey of the  creative heart unfolding , it’s whims and battles within the mind and soul breathing . It is the dance and awakening and release that fuels yearnings . in the deepest, slow breath intimacy with a mystery is realized in the creation of art and use of words . Together they sing . 

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. 

Beautiful ,Wild Road

The wild so real it’s beautiful .  It runs so deep that all the thorns have fallen away and turned into dust .  As  it opens up , stretching ever wider ,  it’s magnificence will envelop your heart . There may be a song  to ignite  the stirrings or a lullaby to soothe the spirit’s lonely wanderings .

There is joy in the beautiful , wild road  .  It seeks for you all the while that you sleep . And it holds your heart so dear that the comfort that you feel becomes real .  Feel the lightness in the touch of the stars when they dance in your eyes .  It’s an invitation to twirl  with all of your heart.

The beautiful , wild road will show you the magnificence  that is you . 

 

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

Whispers

Whispers in the heart , sweet and kind  , lead us to each other  .

Whispers in the trees  , breathe in and breathe out , lead us to live.

Whispers from friendships  , alive and strong , bring a new day …

again and again .

Friends

Wisdom in the Shadows

The murmurings are there , ever sweet and dear .  They are there . The challenge to know oneself better than any other is truly what the world has asked of you . You may choose to make a fancy flight of getting away or a plain ‘ole barn to stash away , but the light that is you will find it’s way . It will find it’s way out  and into the world .

There is wisdom  in those shadows that you shy away from . wisdom so dear it will take your breath away . Give  pause and listen to the  splendid  quietness and you will hear the wisdom in the shadows .

‘Jewel of Life’ Acrylic 18×17″

Kindness and Why Remembering Can Be Joyous

Dear Christmas ,

It’s been a year and here we are once again .  Many say it’s the New Year but I say it’s you . The review  that you offer is heartfelt and true . Thank you .

Playfullness in my heart comes alive and swishing  down a store’s aisle  is …what it’s all for anyway .  Quiet moments  and a tear or two come again . Strengthening the  heart muscle so that I may give more  in the year ahead . Thank you .

I think of you and see the serious but today is for the silly . The silly in you and  the silly in me . Lets give  kindness to the silly and dance and swish about . Thank you .

Kindness is my present to you and to me .  Your list is long and worries you . ” Please , go ahead in the line . I don’t mind .”  Take a breath and relieve the stress . Thank you .

Dance in the aisle or at home in the kitchen is how I’ll remember  the kindness of the holiday .