last night,
we spoke of ragas
(and how they find their way to the end)
we spoke of not being right
(and the right to just be)
we spoke of care and not judging the lost ones
(and i trusted you a little more)
today,
the camellias are blooming soft and pink
(opening to the sun)
I’ve taken to daily mediation walks. It’s nourishing to my spirit and helps ground me to my purpose. I walk for 30 minutes then journal until I feel complete. Â Here is today’s reflection: A cat visits, twining itself around my legs for a while. I pet it and also just let it be , allowing…
I intend to create a new life. KdL 10.0 I intend to stop crying and start loving again. It can be painfully difficult to hold on to what was good when your heart feels shattered. I pray today to let the happy memories surface and let the pain and the bitterness fade away. I pray…
This morning, I led my second writing workshop at a local homeless shelter. Before I arrived, I chose the following prompt: In the silence I understand… We do 20 minutes of free writing and then share. I found it interesting that one of the women I was working with could hear but didn’t speak. I…
To the East I travel to you In my heart White birch against steel sky An errant eyebrow Afire with sunlight And a sparrow flying from my throat Feathers surrendering To a meandering stream Or caught- in thorns Pungent sage and Marlboros As the hills stretch out Engulfing and –becoming abysmally wide And deep
Boldly erotic, fiery and courageous am I. In the flow of Life opening my mind, my heart and my legs for God to enter. Feeling the pulsating turgidity of Life, sensual, strong and soft– I yield. Surrendering to a force much greater than me. Feverishly I open allowing God to explode within me.