Friday, August 21, 2026

Sacred Wisdom

My throat tensing up, constricting

As I read some truths 

About myself

Another person’s words and

Her astrology’s viewpoint.


Can I contain the amazement

The honesty, the recommendations

From another 

About my human life and

About my soul life

My mission and ways of being

And how the two are 

Combined, stirred well

Into a delicious gumbo that

Packs a punch, with a variety of 

Spices and soothing tastes as well?


Adding in some unconscious materials

That alchemize during the cooking along

With some well-known ingredients

Those known parts that beam out always


My cup runneth over


When the rubber meets the road

When we finally hear what we know

When we finally see and then 

Integrate all of these outside truths

Into our beings

Do we come out raw, rare 

Medium or well done?


I may easily know the answer to

That question when I share

These tastes with you

Not for your reaction to me

And who I am but

So, I can hear the words spoken

Out loud, read them on a page

Sing and hum them slowly into being


And, then, and only then

Satisfy my longings to know

Feeling finally in increasing alignment

Satiated with the goodness of 

Sacred Wisdom that I had not

Known in these ways before

Thank you. 

Saturday, August 15, 2026

Soaking in the Mysteries

A precipice

A knowing

A rumbling

A vibration

Increasing in 

Intensity


Standing

Wondering

Peeking over

Unworried

Curious

Maybe even

Fascinated


Waiting in 

Anticipation

No reason to 

Prepare or study

Wouldn’t matter

At all

Might even 

Make it worse


Make what worse?

What if joy is coming?
What if enlightenment?

Can we impact the present time

The future or the past? 

We often tell ourselves

We can


How does it serve us

If we believe we have power

If not control over

What happens next?

How do we continue being human

When we long for bridging 

Linking ourselves

With Spirit

With Cosmic Wisdom?


Perhaps we can

While remaining human

Entering into Grace

Into all that is with 

A brush stroke of a pen

While finger painting 

With acrylics

While playing like a child

Singing and humming

Dancing and loving

Enjoying all the beauty

All the pain

All the Abundance that 

We share now


Terror has its costs

Fear wears many masks

Mostly for protection and

Escape from predatory

Practices, beings, and energies

So we can live in peace

Feeling like we belong

Breathing quietly, gently

Not expecting anything more

Than what we have now


Or, we dive in and swim 

In the flow

Bright lights and dark shadows

All

Wafting around in the ethers

Imagining our lives

Remembering

Witnessing with delight 

The skies, the stars

Planets and moons

Even when magnetized

By black holes, and still being

Held by the gravity of

Mother Earth herself


Safe, beloved

Soaking in the Mysteries

Thursday, July 23, 2026

Soul Speak



As I contemplate Soul Speak

Fingers poised over computer keys

I look across the room at my 

Gouldian finches hopping in 

Unison.


After all, isn’t that Soul Speak

To hop or hope together as one?


For the last week I kept

Hearing the song, “Shallow”

Warbling in my head

Sometimes wandering out of my mouth.


Something about diving in the deep end

“We’re far from the shallow now”

Lady Gaga and Bradley Cooper 

Serenade each other and us.


I view the gray and white clouds

Outside my large windows 

Above the trees, above the mall

That exists below them.


I see the green trees, various shades

A few steeples in this Bible Belt

I see concrete and cars

Nothing wrong with any of these.


Then, I drop in by breathing

Just a little differently

I feel the back of my throat

Either a little sore or longing


To speak


Allergies prompt me to clear my throat

The air comes into and out of my lungs

In harmony, quietly, involuntarily

I pause, a little wistful.


What will I learn today?
What will come to me and inform me

The delightful sounds of birds chirping

Trilling and fluttering their wings?


I drop in further hoping to prompt

Revelation, insight, joy or epiphany

Calm surrounds me as I pause

A blanket of soft air encompasses me.


The sesame oil I rubbed into my body

Today smells like nuts and seeds

My skin appreciates the moisture

Nurturing it, so rarely received before.


Maybe I want to learn more

Keep seeking and maybe 

I want to share more

From my authentic self

Or both?


Are these my purpose?  

Are these my mission?
Are these enough?


“Yes,” speaks my Soul.


“Rest for now in this paradise”

All I ever need 

All I really want.


On another day, at another time

I will have other needs and 

Desires that will prompt movement.

For today, pure peace.

Thursday, July 16, 2026

DIssolving Resistances and Rigidity*

Imagine a template or a grid over your pelvis, abdomen, chest, and neck

The template may be a structure of metal, wood, glass, or any type of 

Membrane that covers up your body, placed on top of you

As you entered this world

Holding you together, closely.

Now, see how this network has protected you 

All of these years and

Thank it for its service.


A solid fortress around our hearts

A strong mesh grid surrounding our organs

Heart, liver, stomach, womb, throat

A container that holds every part of us

Our skin, our bones, muscles, each and every cell

All of it designed to keep us safe.


However the lattice, the netting has become 

Rigid, creating static or even a cushion

Between us and our world

Between us and Love.

Shielding us has been the main point after all

While it also separates us

From people, from connection, and from danger

Again, thank you for your service.


Our higher selves, or our souls
Powerful spiritual beings or energetic forces

Assist us all, always throughout time.

Can we ask these beings, these forces

These higher selves to lift off these webbings

Melting or dissolving this first line of defense

These now relentless sets of stubborn armor 

That have guarded us all of our lives and 

Maybe past lives as well?


Do we want to remove or lessen the 

Seemingly immovable and determined resistances

The brick walls so constructed for assistance?
Won’t we be frightened if totally vulnerable

Naked, open wounds and nerve endings sprouting

Out of us like antennae screaming for help?


What if, as the casing is lifted off 

A new set of membranes flows inside us

Coming up from within us or is infused inside us 

From the core of Mother Earth herself, or 

From the Cosmos or from wherever?

This fresh architecture feels more porous than 

Before so that we are more able to share

Energy between us and others

Between us and Mother Earth

Between us and all of the various and 

Many energies around us.


This new structure may be managed not so much  

By an off/on switch, only offering

Black or white

Dark or bright

But, rather more like a remote control or

Like a set of curtains or coverings

Cloud cover or smoke

That we can open up or disperse upon our request

Or we can shutter completely if we so choose.

We learn to let in some of the dark and 

Some of the bright with various cloaks

Opening up as many as we want and 

Then finally drawing the black out shades

If we want full security and safety.


In that way, we have choices

Not just being driven to be a certain way

This or that way but rather

This way and that, and some other or another way

Off and on, dimming, brightening and shading 

One day, while exposing our most intimate parts

On another day, always able to change the

Choices we make whenever we want to.


Surely we can grow or receive these new types of 

Protective clothing or veils that work 

Autonomously or automatically at times and

Can also be guided to open and close by us

If we become conscious of our abilities

Trusting ourselves and Sweet Love Intelligence

To help maneuver our hands all along the way.


Surely we are ready for this

New way of living

Aren’t we?


*inspired by Dr. David Clements: https://infinitesourcecreations.com/