perhaps his heart
is too bright
for your boxy, measured world
perhaps his wonder
isn’t brandable
in your tight space, rat race
bullies come
and bullies go
(they tend to find each other)
love remains
truth remains
(free the boxes)
My daughter, Gigi, and I read poetry to one another in the morning at breakfast. She read this one to me last week. Today, as we lay snuggled at Seward Park in Seattle, basking in the sunlight and watching it glisten on the water, I was reminded of this poem and the miracle of life…
If you’re married, I am NOT interested. If you’re a liar or a cheat, leave me alone. If you withhold the truth (or your feelings for that matter) out of fear of loss or getting hurt, steer clear. If you think sending text messages saying, “I miss you” or “I want u” when you’re not…
The stillness in stillness is not the real stillness Only when there is stillness in movement can the spiritual rhythm appear which pervades heaven and earth. -TS’AL-KEN T’AN This is the place in which I have been living for quite some time. I haven’t been sitting much and haven’t been at the computer to update…
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Whimsical Magic Today’s word comes from the gorgeous book, Dreaming My Animal Selves by Hélène Cardona which, incidentally I never would have found without the magic of the internet. I’m so glad I did because it’s a glorious book of poetry. The word I chose randomly is whimsical! Yay! I am not sure whimsy ever got…
divine me when i was little Whenever I have moments of self-doubt or unworthiness, I take a moment to remember that I am truly a Divine creation, that every cell of my body is part of the body of Spirit. Even my fears and illusions of separation are part of my Divinity. They are the…
“Your response is making me cry.” He said, “No use in crying over…