THE REFUGE

At first I isolate
then stagnate,
I restlessly judge 
and fight my fate.

After much swirling,
doing, doing and doing,
slowly, I remember
my particular way,
to begin ungluing.

Today I dwell
in the refuge.

I let the tears clear
all that has steeped,
to return to me,
down in, and deep.

SHADOW

Through darkness

I see a reflection
in the clouds

a dark shadow
reveals my light

the closer I step
the bigger it gets

until we merge into
one.

TAKE THE MEDICINE

where are you? how can I find you?
running
chasing
desperately…
spinning out, speeding up

the tether to the body
tightens, dries and thins
a cork stopper plugs the aperture
blocking the portal to freedom
and pleasure

not letting life in
searching out there
pressured to find the answers

and then from the grace of life itself
or the bundled strength of the soul’s homesickness
comes a wave of remembrance

slow down
feel the confused mess
collapse
free fall
disorganize

throw the deck of cards in the air
let them fall where they may
they’ll land
in a new way

reordered to sacred perfection

pour all the calls
for homecoming
into a huge stock pot
simmer it down to a soup
that's nice and hot

take the medicine

weave it all in

the grief
the loss
the disconnect
the sacred disembodiment

landing home

once again...

a breath of relief
a heart’s softening sob

the search for purpose,
mission and vision
becomes acutely clear
simply a palpable rhythm

this dance is for you, dear soul.

REORGANIZE THE PUZZLE

Grief is not your enemy.
Let the shadow of pain
eclipse your form.

Fall apart,
drop to your knees in sacred surrender,
let it all go to shit.

The pieces no longer fit that way, anyway!

The wise thing to do would be...
Open the grip!
The one that holds it all together,
seemingly for dear life.

Dear Life,
I breathe in
your formless chaos
that is my soul’s longing….

Infinite creation will reorganize the puzzle,
that is the true you.

GO FISHING IN THERE

Encounters with chaos, 

hold them close, 

nurture them. 

They are the finest treasures found; 

where all of life swirls freely 

in a supremely organized abyss.

Go fishing in there.

You’ll catch a piece of your ravenous heart to bring home, 

to devour.

MAGIC CARPET

Have you taken the dive of abandon?

Life will thread your precious fibers into a sacred needle and weave them into a magic carpet that you can ride to the edge of the universe.

UNRAVEL

The whispers of the heart are sometimes so hushed under the noise of fear and heady resistance. With a little courage, a bit of focus, and a dash of grit, hear her wisdom resonate; then feel all untruth unravel, until you are there, naked, free, as you.