Reaching out beyond the dream of what you thought was real, spinning on this ball of life, head now under heel. Ready to die, to live this life so raw, alive on ledge- dancing, hurling, freeing your soul to finally stretch the edge.

Tuesday, September 29, 2009

Be still

Silently I watched as this fog crept through the crevices of the trees' valleys. A slow but determined force followed, engulfing the landscape.

Watching that mist trekking across the hills that I longed to trek through, my soul was stirred as it reveled in the marvel that spilled out before me.

Can I be still and still be me?

I would rather be g~d's breath

crawling across the earth

or the place of fruitful death

resigned to new day's birth

where fences are mended

and tatters un-torn

where wounds come unwrapped

as wisdom is born

where fear is unwelcome

and love is life's toy

where the feast is not crumbs

but a platter of joy

Be still and know that I am...

Wednesday, September 9, 2009

New moon

Little bits at a time, I'm feeling my light sparkle again. This has been so much longer and harder than I had anticipated. It's coming. THANK YOU for all of the love, support, gifts and caring. I never realized just how lucky I am. I am.