Good Apple – A Poem for my mother My mother takes her place beneath the branches of the tree of life. She is sheltered there from sun and rain. She nurtured me from the roots she fed me from abundant fruits she showed me the beauty in the blossom she guided me to trace…
That’s just me. What if I am just a regular person? And I don’t want to soar and strive. Everyone keeps saying GO GO GO and my heart and mind keep saying NO NO NO. Your ok as you are. Maybe I am content with the day to day. What if creating goals beyond my…
This article was published on Tuesday in Cosmic Cowgirls Magazine, and it caused quite a stir…if you would like to comment with your views, enter the conversation and see what others said, read here. Dear One, I want to talk about this. Are you up for it. What if I don’t believe the law of…
I see a strange light coming from this ragged roadway tonight. I follow the glow out your kitchen window. I walk and walk, listen, sniff the air, and I begin to see. I see that the places where it has been broken open in the black pavement are glowing. Incandescent. I feel the moaning of…
May we find comfort when we feel discouraged. May we reach out for each other’s hands when we feel alone. May we find the courage to love even when we feel it is a risk. Most of the time, truly loving, is a risk. And well worth it. May we find the sweet cup of…
Eventually one day we will look on top of our
every day dresser and find a whole necklace of
glistening beads. Some are chipped and old.
Some are new and shiny. Some were given by friends.
Some we bought ourselves. Some we found.
Some we may have taken when someone else was not looking.