up on a tight rope

Can we diminish the polarities
between right and wrong
and float freely between
you and me
she and he
earth and sky?
Be well in the center
between black and white
pain and laughter
heaven and earth
dark and light...

We're not so different, after all...you and me, him and her, them and us.

We are not our fears, predispositions, excuses, thoughts, hatreds, desires, habits or memories; we are love-each one of us. Isn't it our fear of being "wrong" or hurt or different that tells us the lie that we are in any way separate from another? We all have our seasons of darkness and light and we have all burned or felt like we were flying. We all laugh, love, cry and hurt. We are all wonderful, important, relevant children of someone.

So, come naked, vulnerable, ready and alive- just come with your heart.  We'll talk and laugh for hours!