I am not a fickle lover
Today I fell in love with light the way it freely falls from the sun and hangs like diamonds in the sky gathered by green pine needles as though this…
Yearly Archives:
2016
Have you received the gift?
“Not until we are lost do we begin to understand ourselves.” — Henry David Thoreau Do you know the gift of what it is to be lost? Do you know…
How many selfs make a Self?
Pardon me, but perhaps you can help? You see, I have become, much to my chagrin, a lover of questions and now I am indeed confused for I wonder, What…
Looking into the mirror of self-care
I want to know I know you are good at this strength of yours for the sharing of your life force in the care of others. I know you can…
It is told in places of old
It is told in places of old around the Speaking Fire that one can tell those touched by the wild— by the light dancing in their eyes running as easily…
Tell me, do your feet touch the ground?
Tell me, do your feet touch the ground? No, I mean really! Are your legs long enough that the bare soles of your feet make love with Earth as you…
Out Beyond Identities—Again!
Out beyond identities of Democrat and Republican and Independent Out beyond affiliations of Tea Party and Occupy movements Out beyond the economics of privilege and lack Further out beyond the…