Tag Archives: Prose

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 masquerade 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 . 

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″

Meeting Providence

You saw into my  eyes rather than looking at them and then  me .  And…..

dare i say “Hello”  dear providence ?

Your knowingness is real .

Is there comfort in what  you see ?

I’ll share my heart  with thee

And then will you dance with me ?

The  wildness,  you see,  can subside and still be free .

when the moon calls to the spirit

And we cannot turn away

then there will be comfort with you dear Providence .

The Eye of the Heart