why do you write
,do you write because you have no other choice?do you write because you have too?
do you write because if you didn’t you would not breathe?why do you write?
do you write to paint with words and make ideas new?do you write to try and see new ways of looking at old things?
do you write because the human spirit is so vast and endless you try to understand small bits of it?
do you write to heal,teach,learn,laugh,?l why do you write??
walking in the forest today,smells of earth in the air,dew still on the plants,geese flying over head,i am blessed.plant medicine growing, saw sage… going to seed, i collected some
my walk through this past season has been so difficult, but here we are, in our one most beautiful life to be lived,
i shall never let the actions of others define me,
i shall always walk in light and love,
love cannot diminish or fade away,
keep looking up, you’ll find it, metta
the wind rushed through her
sweeping away her grief
‘What was the point!?” ,she screamed into the black void
a great love is to be given
not to be kept.
they will be safe
they will be happy
they will be loved
Just let go..
i am trying
please God, i really need help on this one
love you fixit and lucy forever, always in my heart
Fragments of being
scattered throughout a lifetime
held together by our illusion
Of reality and security
Fragile at best
as the Souls shatter
Look carefully, you can see
You are everywhere.
…and so,two most beloved dogs,fixit and lucy, entered my life,they taught me so much about life and love and forgiveness
i miss them so badly,my heart is gone,it is with them
i treasure all our shared memories
and i really miss the memories we will not be able to share
i want to be with them when they are lonely or scared
joy filled and crazy
i want to be with them when they get old and need someone to carry them and help them
and i can’t
and my heart is broken
all i can do is send them my love everynight in their dreams…
honor all life’s lessons,for it is not what is done to you that counts,
it is how your spirit responds that matters
remember that people do the best they can at the time,
“until they know better” (Maya Angelou)
for we will all need forgiving too
metta to all
i have sat with the morning’s dawn,greeting the sundancers as they filed into the circle
steam rose from the warm washcloths i handed to each dancer,it was an honor to be of service in this holy space
every thought,every action was a prayer
a prayer of thanksgiving
a prayer for strength
a prayer for all peoples
in the circle’s center stood the tree of life
four days…four nights
the people’s love of the earth and all others demonstrated again and again
i was blessed by the tree of life and my spirit flew