Poem from the end of the evening
How important it is to keep expanding the heart. Letting anything in to my heart that is causing negative emotions. To picture the person or situation that is causing…
How important it is to keep expanding the heart. Letting anything in to my heart that is causing negative emotions. To picture the person or situation that is causing…
One foot in front of the other? If so, then sliding, gliding, On skis across sunlit snow. One thing at a time? Then this moment cries go, Toward…
When I was a child, I wrote poetry and stories. When I was reading books like, "The BFG" or "The Indian & the Cubboard" or "Redwall". When my imagination took…
Nectar on my tongue, Whispers, thick and smooth, Wake up while you're young, Patch the patterned grooves, Before they sink in deeper, unforgiven, hidden, rigid, Becoming your keeper Of confinement,…
I arrived on Canal Street in NYC after 10 hours sitting on a bus from Bangor, Maine. I was tired. But as soon as I met my friend, Debbie and…
Who am I? I am that place of stillness and love at the center. I am not the careless comments. I am not the expectations and images placed on me.…
I flew to Maine for Christmas. My brother came too, from Bellingham, WA. My sister is already at home, since she goes to College an hour away from my parent's…
To see, really, reality. Snap. Bolt. Thunderclap. To ask authentically, Not only to notice the gaps,In ourselves, our thoughts, But with equal intensity, To find where we are caught,…
A raft of trust, In a sea of unsettlement, In the gusts of thought, What, if anything, is meant By the turbulence of words unsent? All of the unheard jellyfish,…
I am re-remembering, again, the extreme importance of being excited with life. Of being thrilled for the possibilities. Life has soooo much to offer. The surprises and discoveries, the harder…