Monday, December 26, 2016

ERIC OF THE HAMLET PINE

From a grove of conifers,
a lion’s heart pranced bright!
Like an intricate, yet heavy
gold treasure chest,
filled with glimmering gems
in every color,
including sunshine.
He grew to be my one true king,
my eternal warrior.
The shield of his royal chariot
was etched with but one,
ravishing red rose,
and smelled like
a field of beauty.
Eric of the Hamlet Pine,
honorable, fierce, and oh, so divine!
Your wondrous whorls of sacred sap,
surround and embrace me
in a golden, spiral wrap;
infinitely widening,
into forever.


~ for my beloved Sahar Eric Jamie


Friday, December 23, 2016

DARKNESS SPEAKS

Remember me. 
Don’t run, sink in.

You were conceived 
in the absence of light,
in the nurturing warmth 
of your mother’s belly basket.

This temple didn't expel you, 
but held you, in life’s embrace.

It didn’t shine with starlight,
just a muted, un-ceremonial 
ray of the world’s motion, 
seeping in through her flesh.

Summon my grace and peace.

I won’t swallow you, 
I’ll free you. 
I won’t cloud your vision, 
I’ll clarify it.
I won’t cause you suffering, 
I’ll relieve you.

The long nights are calling out to you,
inviting a return to the sacred incubator,
a visit to the shadows.

Feel me, I am longing for your touch.

Wednesday, December 21, 2016

REVERENCE

Hearts intertwine, 
mirroring limbs;
two souls mingle as 
one amorphous cloud in 
the solstice moonlight, 
a silver silhouette 
defines the formless 
shape of love.

Melting together into 
beauty, depth, reverence 
and ecstatic love;
far beyond the visceral, 
so much so, that
even a remote 
awareness of death, 
is no cause for alarm, just

grief. 

Monday, December 19, 2016

ASHES OF LOSS

Grief burst into my life like dry tinder exploding into flames.
It had taken residence in my being at some unknown date, implanting a sense of discontent that couldn't quite be named.
Not until it combusted, and the ashes of loss flowed through my veins.
I awoke when the blood reached my heart. Then, and only then, did sobs of sorrow escape their containment.
Grief, my companion, my guru. You tenderly and fervently teach me to feel fully, to love wildly, to breathe, to love, and to live.

Friday, November 18, 2016

SHEKHINA

Our songs, they vibrate, they reverberate.
They dance like wavy rings of fire that reach the far edges of our atmosphere, combusting madness into pleasurable nourishment.
Let’s send our voices and call in the feminine spirit.
Our communal rhythm, it shakes lose the collective kinks and soothes the achy bones of the world.
It’s our devotion that roots the pulse that will warm our universal heart.
Sing loudly, sing softly, whisper or scream; just
please don’t be humble about it.
Sing and dance, send your voice, breathe, and shamelessly show your embodiment of silliness, sadness, or sorrow.
Put a pinch of your specific spice into the stew. Together, we make soul soup. Together, we yearn for freedom and love. Together we nurture freedom, we make love. We make it so.

Friday, November 11, 2016

ROOTED DEEP IN EMPATHY

Do you have the courage to feel what others feel? It may raise an inner experience you tend to avoid, deflect, or manipulate against. But in order for us to come together, to love each other, we need this very particular key that unites humanity as one.  Empathy.

The health of humanity depends on our ability to sit in empathy with the full range of human experience.

Are you ready to be fully alive? To experience all that life has to offer, as you open to the variety that all our brothers and sisters offer as an unlimited range of experience, and expansion.

Are you willing to not only feel the joys, but to also feel despair, rage, and grief?  What do you tend to avoid and whom do you push away or shut down to protect yourself from feeling what they reflect in your own tender heart?

Those barriers, they cut you off from your own humanity, creativity, freedom and purpose.

It's time we evolve. We need to take a quantum leap, together, now. It's time we cultivate empathy and our ability to sit with and love the full range of human experience. Let’s come alive together.

This differs from understanding and your mind’s ability to make sense of something. Understanding is a launch pad, but send that attention downward, like a rocket to your heart, and to your root.

We often stop at the mind and feel satisfied, reassured that we are done, we understand, we have completed the job. But the work has only just begun. Understanding is the outer gate, and empathy the inner doorway.

Empathy is love manifest, it draws from your soul, and sometimes it means you will feel pain, but you love anyway. You let your heart feel it, and you stay open, even though it hurts, because that’s the key to connection, to unity, to our brotherhood and sisterhood of humanity.


Life is an experience of fully feeling with warmth in our heart while rooted deep. This is true freedom.

Wednesday, November 9, 2016

A Morning Prayer

Great Mystery, Shekhina ~
I am grateful for my life, for my breath, and for the love I have in my life, thank you.
I feel scared, shocked, disappointed and disbelieving.
May I use this sense of darkness as fuel and inspiration for a deeper, wider, more expansive love than I have ever known before.
May I use what I perceive as bad as motivation in my purpose to contribute positively to life.
May I be a welcoming room for all that is, whether it's my preference or not. May I trust life, even in this.
❤️