in autumn
in the burgeoning light
of a new day
the songbird
eats honeysuckle fruit
getting stronger
reclaiming
gifts she once left behind
to share freely
in the rain
she is cleansed and renewed
returning home
you have chosen to flirt with or get into relationships with friends or lovers who were restless, in transition or unavailable because you were (now that you know this, you’ll make different choices. this is good. you’re doing great.)
(These words were plucked from the heartstrings of Kenny Alton and the Toric field he created as he gave his Senior Synthesis Presentation at Antioch.) Axis Mundi The red wine warming (and his curls) words of love married with intellect heartspace. A tattooed landscape of masculinity lies before me (the heart is a conscious organ…
“If poetry does not come as naturally as leaves to a tree, then it better not come at all.” ~John Keats Poetry, life and love can be so easy when we allow them to be. Let’s allow it. Let’s lie in a field of buttercups watching the clouds and wiggling our toes and let the…
seagull chases heron (and wins!) the purring of a ferry engine and red, gauzy sky a kind father teaching his children to fish two kayakers gliding while girls throw stones a small tugboat gracefully pulls more than her share (a metaphor for mothering) there is peace here
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…
sleeping beauty awakens