Heart

I am

a Heart person.

I see Hearts

every where –

be they

readily apparent

or visible

only

to me.

I see Hearts

that are open and soft;

some Hearts,

jagged and tender,

barely holding on.

other Hearts,

strong and courageous

beating steadily

through it all.

It is The Heart

that grounds me,

its soothing rhythm I sought

in a turbulent womb –

not ready to leave

much too soon!

forced down,

I crawled up

clung

desperately

to her pounding Heart.

authenticity

I changed

my mind –

one minute, this;

the next second, that.

not who I was just

then.

see so clearly

all ignored before.

stronger now,

found my Voice!

Grace granted –

always and with ease –

to pivot

and politely decline

in the name of

authenticity πŸ™

UTERUS

been twelve years

today

since you’ve been gone πŸ™

maceration on the in-side

then

pieces pulled out

bit by bloody bit

through three holes

drilled into

the abdomen.

from that point on,

a chapter closed:

in this Life Time,

no child

to come

through me,

pregnancy would manifest

differently.

since you’ve been gone,

much more emboldened –

the pieces of you

became my Wings πŸͺ½

πŸ™

reel in

reel in

my feelings?

no!

been there,

done that.

lost a seminal piece

of my femininity.

then, a new body.

we do not return

as we came.

bits of us fall away

over time.

we give them away

unconsciously

desperate

to simply

hold

on.

home

not a physical
space,
my Home.
a defined address
in some town
within the confines
of country.
no,
not the Home
that beguiles me.
must be
untethered,
all over,
wherever Soul aligns,
The Rivers flow,
and the winds beckon.
surrendered,
receptive,
fear-less,
curious,
adventurous,
my path,
make and break bonds,
have and do less
to Be more.
.
πŸ™
.

stay with us

stay with us
here
please
fully incarnate
not easy
for you
we know
the air
often heavy
here
very dense
so much sadness
pain
disappointment
a seeming lack of
basic kindness
disproportionate
to the joy
The Light
and tenderness
still
we ask
be
here
now
stay
your Presence
is requested
know that
you were carefully crafted
for such moments
as these
that you are
a vital piece
of this Universal Puzzle
a pivotal role
you play
in this Grand Comedy
without you
a different story
an alternate trajectory
one affects all
all affects one
no separation
hold on
stay
you are not
alone
never were
never will be.
.
πŸ™
.

Empire

likely
the most egregious
manifestation
of toxic masculinity:
Empire –
the relentless
drive
for bigger and more,
the insistence
to divide
and conquer,
to possess
and hoard,
the thirst
to pillage
and hurt
indiscriminately –
children,
women,
trees.
at its highest vibration,
masculine
is creative
and generative –
the perfect complement
to the feminine.
when did it all go astray?
fortunately,
The Pendulum
always
swings both ways.
nothing
lasts
forever.

ode to Caregivers

many reasons
the choice
to care
for another –
love,
guilt,
greed,
obligation,
tradition,
expectation.
regardless,
this work
takes much
in and from.
it tests patience
and frays boundaries,
can become
all encompassing
and, at times,
heartbreaking.
critical, caregiver,
to care for yourself
in equal measure.
fill your cup
to then pour from,
eat with abandon
to then feed
with boundless compassion.
.
πŸ™
.
❀️

this is The Way

once
upon a particular time,
there lived a little girl.
curious was she,
always observing and asking,
wondering and wandering,
in her own world.
one day,
she came to a fork in her road.
“hmmmm…,”
she exclaimed,
bemused.
“this is The Way,”
an old Owl pointed.
“no, that is The Way,”
a young toad insisted.
perplexed no more,
the little girl
promptly
sat
down.
.
πŸ™