Tuesday, December 28, 2021
Truth
Monday, December 27, 2021
Beloved
When we turn our eyes inward
We see
Past the memories, the fantasies
The traumas and the supposed facts
When we listen to our souls
We hear
Differently than before, tuned
In to a channel with a higher vibration
When we touch our feet upon the ground
The sturdy earth that doesn’t give way
We are supported strong and safe
No matter how the winds blow
When we smell the core of Mother Earth
We smell death
Then we smell life and all that happens
In between
Once we taste the Truth
We know
That all other truths were false
Cloaked and disguised perfectly
It is here in this Truth
Where we grow and touch
Upon the Grace that gives us
Hope and Compassion
It is now that we can truly
Love without barriers or uncertainty
The love that passeth all understanding
We have always been Beloved
Tuesday, December 21, 2021
Winter Solstice 2021
Dark anticipation
Early evening shadows
Foreshadowing misty cold
New birth, new life
Baking of bread
Wondrous smells
Butter melting slowly
Mouths rejoice
Lookin forward not backward
Singing, “Ho, to the life of a Bear!”
Piglet, Tigger, Rabbit, too
Only Eeyore is still struggling
Charlie Brown’s Christmas
Hanukah’s bright candles
Omicron’s attendance
Intervening in our plans
What shall we do?
How shall we act?
Let’s huddle in the basement
Until the wondrous winds die down
When we come out
Seeing a fresh blanket of new snow
Slightly dazed in the glare
Shiny sparkles releasing
I’ll meet you there
Where the sun beams with joy
On the snow, on the children
Birds singing loudly
When we get too cold
We retreat to the dark to sleep
Cuddled together, dreaming
Magically, divining our life’s work
Meaning and purpose
Good hearted cheer
The days getting longer
Such happiness here!
Then, all of the sudden
The moon shines her face
On all of us creatures
Awe struck and witnessing
Creating, Rebirthing ourselves
Joining all of our hands together
Delighting in the warmth
Of community and heart
All blessings flow
Tuesday, December 14, 2021
Change
How to embrace all parts of ourselves
Even those wicked, treacherous parts
That bring others (and ourselves) misery?
How to make friends with the darkness
Inside us, acknowledge these inner demons
Without agreeing or abiding?
We must explore as much as we can
About ourselves, or so says the therapist
But some people find the journey itself
Too awful, the changes too painful
No wonder some of us believe in magic
In miracles, in prayer. We need to
Believe in something outside of ourselves, our minds
Accepting responsibility for who we are and
How we act but not for how we think and feel
Tricky territory, it seems
What is the task?
Peeling layer upon layer
Ripping open the wounds
Or only carefully touching them gently
As if with healing hands and hearts?
No nakedness needed here, we still
Must protect ourselves and each other
Hoping, dreaming about a time and space
Full of only love
Light without darkness
Good without evil
Sounds like hell
Boring, too much light
Without the grit of nightmares
Too much harmony without the dissonance
That entertains and exposes the chaos
Walking the high wire between tall buildings
Tiptoeing across the narrow log
Between the cavernous cliffs
And the crashing waters below?
Creating our own lives as best we can
Breathing in and out into the lives
Of all others, beasts, humans
Plants, rocks, all of life
Consorting with and mingling
With all types of breath and names
Values and lifestyles, we call us One
Tuesday, December 7, 2021
Paradise
The Promised Land
Looks like milk flowing from a breast
The Muse conjuring up a deep breath before
She speaks about freedom and our uncivil war
Gathering rainclouds
Sucking up the air, showering us
Cleansing us
Quenching our thirst
Our words and actions sometimes startle
Sometimes confuse
We beat our heads against
Too many walls without knowing
We can walk through them in Spirit forms
While we dance across the dry desert
Through the lush forest, the deep blue sea
We imagine, dream, feel the magic of being
Fully alive in this moment, and the next
But uncertain about the future
We grieve, we cry, we wail and rail against
The demons we project onto “those others”
Those different from us,
Those we think of as strange
Who are the strangers, but ourselves?
Dark shadows inside us, sprouting
Out of our skin, pouring all over the world
When we are unaware
We try hard
We make mistakes
We apologize and hopefully
Forgive others and ourselves
There is no Beauty or Love
Greater than sweetness and light
Honey and animals, beasts, bugs and reptiles
The plants, trees and all of life
Our paradise
For now
Sunday, December 5, 2021
Two Bluebirds and a Slug
Two bluebirds flying and separating
One in a dogwood tree
Beautiful blue and orangish brown
Dainty ornament, perched
Slug on a mailbox brick
Two antennae alert, present
Naked, no shell, no need
Fully open to the elements
Fragile creatures all
We play our parts
Using our skills and wits
To survive, thrive
One species fast and supple
One slow and determined
Bluebird illustrates flying with grace
Slug teaches flowing with ground
Bluebird sprints to safety
Gifts us with joyous energy
Softening the angelic message
Our spirit selves, part of nature
Slug highly sensitive to vibrations
The power of timing
Proceed or withdraw
Stop to rest or protect
All of us part of nature
Whether human, reptile,
Plant, animal, fish or rock
All nature
All learning
Some knowing
Some wise
Some seeming violent
How do we live together
More peacefully?