what might be, will be, tomorrow? The day of rest for me. war? It already is. peace? It too already is. What? Where? Is this relative? No. It isn’t relative or dependent on anything. All is, always has been. Our perception of it changes, just like the moon waxes and wanes, sometimes we don’t seeContinue reading “I wonder”
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New old me
Everything is different now; Where sadness reigned, joy stepped in its place. Where doubt was creeping around, trust made light. Where tears were common place, dance, song and music plays. Oh, how long ago it seems! How lovely of a gift, of gifts! Diamonds will never measure up! How grateful I’ve become and am forContinue reading “New old me”
Life, death, a dialogue
I wish… What? I could change people’s minds, help them see the bigger picture, the one even I can’t see but know is there, the one that I believe, if everyone knew, would cause us to recognize how we’re all connected and one. That time is not yet here. I know and am sorry toContinue reading “Life, death, a dialogue”
She gave me a feather. My sense is, it was intended for writing. Laid in a beautiful and old, simply carved wooden box it was. On her face a smile, so warm, so trusting, so knowing that i would know what to do with it. That i would understand the mystery and use it. WhatContinue reading “A feather”
From my own rivers of thinking, conditioned over 52 years, believing, seeing, perceiving my world, my way The shackles of my mind or is it in my mind? Who cares!? Stickler! See, what I mean? Shackles It takes time to write a post and I don’t have enough right now Shackles You need a theme!Continue reading “Breaking free!”
high in the sky
where the clouds glide high in the sky where the birds fly high in the sky where the butterfly spreads its wings high in the sky where the airplane leaves its line high in the sky where darkness expands
In honor of all whose breaths fed and keep feeding my soul. Thank you!
Immediately my mind judges; Good! Wait! Not so fast, mind bot! Not so fast! Let’s look, let’s smell, let’s listen and explore a little first!
a story about fitting in
a young girl, only twelve or thirteen, she wanted friends, dance, ballet a teacher, old, tired, bullied, terrorized she didn’t like him either I needed her for him there, then and she did stand up strong, a warrior of light, feeling that she didn’t fit in the years went by, she left her home, racism,Continue reading “a story about fitting in”
on sand, countless grains, millions of them, carrying, covering, filing, smoothing hard rock, solid wood, big and small washed up on the shore find it, rolling in, then out again neither here, nor there just going with the flow, low and high, tumbling washed up just like that like sorrows, worries, past and future, evenContinue reading “Washed up”