the fabric of a Sunday night in Seattle
the rain comes in torrents ravaging the sky pressing hard into the earth aching, turgid clouds release as I drift off in the arms of the Beloved mind quiet heart peaceful body spent
the rain comes in torrents ravaging the sky pressing hard into the earth aching, turgid clouds release as I drift off in the arms of the Beloved mind quiet heart peaceful body spent
cause and effect you drag your nails along my flesh delighting in my response cause and effect you find all my buttons and press them expressing joy at each sigh cause and effect you pull me tight in morning light luxuriating in my scent and softness cause and effect you telling me I make love…
I saw Tom Shadyac’s film I AM last night. As the director of films like “Ace Ventura” and “Bruce Almighty”, he’s a man who had “the dream”–the houses, the cars, the private jet and, after an accident, realized that those things are not really what make a person happy. He set out on a quest…
Oh! The gentle grace of a feverish afternoon. You lay in my arms in your perfection, sleeping fitfully my lips kissing wellness into your forehead– your cheeks. You awaken, believing it a new day (I tell you I remember that feeling when I was sick!) and proclaim today you will be “peppier”. We watch the…
Tripping over Joy What is the difference Between your experience of Existence And that of a saint? The saint knows That the spiritual path Is a sublime chess game with God And that the Beloved Has just made such a Fantastic Move that the saint is now continually Tripping over Joy And bursting out in…
I continue my exploration of energy, relationships and the online world today. I talked to a friend last night about her experiences with Facebook. I told her how often people tell me their secrets and how I have grown weary of it. She told me about how a new acquaintance on Facebook told her about…