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ageless, beginnings, divine intimacy, love, spirit, spirit home, time
16 Saturday Nov 2019
Posted spirituality, Uncategorized
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ageless, beginnings, divine intimacy, love, spirit, spirit home, time
30 Thursday Nov 2017
Posted Poetry, Storytelling, Uncategorized
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a time for telling, abundance, ageless, allowance, choice, destiny, divine intuition, gravel roads, home, journey, love, story
today I found another
note –
a reminder tucked away
beneath the eaves
flat against the wall
amazing how
the weather turned
but not a line
was lost
to autumn’s beating branches
winter’s silent fall
I wonder
as the ancient west
spins to dark again
will there we meet anew
some other time
daring in our fearlessness
to write our names
as one –
easing as a season
into rhyme
. . .
22 Friday Sep 2017
Posted Poetry, Storytelling
inJust yesterday, I organized an ‘ice breaker’ for staff in our office – a chance to appreciate more fully new members to our group (part of an acquisition).
It was easy enough. From a bowl of skittles, each individual picked one skittle with no fore-knowledge of what the color might mean. Afterwards, we went around the room, sharing based on the color of skittle we had chosen –
Yellow: Last book read.
Green: Funny work related story.
Red: One thing you love about your job.
Purple: What you do to keep yourself motivated.
Orange: A life goal you’re working on.
I selected Orange and was the last in the room to share. Ultimately, I confessed I wanted only to finish well.
But later in the evening, I kept coming back to that little orange skittle and the life goals I had imagined for myself 20 years ago, 30 years ago…..
I’m quite sure I’ll continue to expand my answer as the near nights unfold, but for now, I want to listen.
And I want to give away every story I hold dear.
And still, I want to finish well…
beyond the snare
of days ahead
of nights where sleep is gone
dreams I had
do you recall
each memory become
a story told of wonder
of love I dare not tell
but worry yet
of silence kept
far beyond the veil
. . .
Additions of 9/26/2017 – To assume good in everything and everyone (and to reflect it back so that others see the value I see in them); to give far more than I take; to never stop learning; to listen with more than my ears; to recognize the divine intention in every place and circumstance I find myself in, knowing that the reason I am is part of a much greater I AM.
. . .
03 Sunday Jan 2016
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ageless, assurance, becoming, conscious consciousness, divine, forgiveness, home, love, memory, sacred intimacy, time, truth
pages folded
spine to spine
your head upon my shoulder
where soft
the tangled spent
of words is kept
silent as my heart
reverbs…
to still the oldest current
of home to call us
deeper now
than bone
tears
a sweet assurance
of years beyond my own
ten thousand more
might dare I speak
and wonder
there your name
from creases
in becoming
where I was
before as now
pages drying
words –
a single sun
. . .
Starry-eyed Writer, Cautious Philosopher, Hopeful Romantic
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