Sunday, April 9, 2017

FIRST CUT (Spring 2017)

I cut her,
and will take her inside
so I can consume 
everything about her.
Her subtle shades of yellow
turning to pink tips;
her amazing fragrance
that can't be
summed up in words,
her stunning beauty
just the way she is,
and the hope she brings me.


Saturday, April 8, 2017

LET IT MOVE THROUGH

Sisters and aunties and mamas, I invite you to come sit with me to express your pain.
Recognize the tricks in your mind and allow generation's old traumas of your grandmothers and mothers and sisters and daughters...
...let them all move through you so your heart can dance freely.
Be brave, be you!
Feel it all in the safety of this beautiful intimate nest, a place where you can sob, you can laugh, and you can rage, as long and as often as you need to!, so you may radiate the colors of your personal palette, delightfully free!
Brothers and uncles and daddies, I invite you to come sit with me to cry your tears, set down your spears, and recognize your ancient fears.
Let generation's old traumas of your grandfathers and fathers and brothers and sons...
...let them all move through you so your consciousness can rest peacefully grounded in the present moment, and be set free.
Be brave, be you!
Feel it all in the safety of this warm, intimate nest; a place where your heart can be nurtured as long and as often as you need it to, so you can be nourished in the world, while you craft your gifts and give them, joyously.
May we all serve the world in our hearts and souls, with love and freedom.

Friday, April 7, 2017

FOR THE WORLD IN PAIN

When heavy rain
pours through
whipping winds 
like endless tears
ripped from hearts
torn by war,
the world
cries in pain,
the soul weeps
deep
crying in waves
and currents of
grief and fear
like rippled echoes
of darkness.
Come home now, sit by the fire.

Thursday, April 6, 2017

THE LEAP IS THE THING

I am back,
after a time out there...
seeking
pushing
pulling
looking
resolving
trying
formulating
answering
and solving
...Life’s equations.
I am back.
And I remember!
The leap is the thing.
Take it,
and live in the mystery.











Illustration: Deva Padma

Wednesday, April 5, 2017

HOPE

There is hope
in the embrace of love.
Not a blind trust
in rainbows or light,
but a sweet
surrender
when we feel "no"
and then a trust, that
in loving the shadow
it will transform,
like blossoming roses
inspiring delight.











Artwork: Shiloh Sophia McCloud