for the lovers

for the Lovers
of humanity,
hold on
do not give in
to the prevailing
cynicism
and seeming
turbulence.
recall
the innate innocence
of each being
before, alas,
the inevitable
deep conditioning.
remember
the capacity
to awaken and heal –
sometimes instantaneously.
no one
is irredeemable.
the seed of Grace
lives within all.
.

expiration date

been thinking
and talking
about death
more
lately
within community
and in Solitude.
wondering
about
the expiration date
for this present
embodiment.
perhaps,
the prompt
for this contemplation
is an impending
“birth” day –
completion of
one cycle,
the beginning of another.
no guarantee
of continuing.

off line

unplugged
out of office
off line
completely unreachable
on re-treat.
please do not disturb.
in desperate need
of moments to myself
to ground and grieve,
re-unite the pieces
let go and given away
unwittingly.
slow
down
to a
halt.
quiet
listen
look:
who is the “me”
of now?
.
πŸ™

Lifetime Work

unconditional
un-conditioned
Love of OneSelf
is
Life
Time
Work.
an easy path,
it is not
nor one for the faint of heart.
demanding, unrelenting
work,
this quest for ego-less
Love of
Self.
a bit of an expedition,
deep dive digging.
venturing into the tender realms
and shadowy spaces,
this Journey goes way back –
to the Womb
and generations beyond.
a constant unfolding,
mirrors abound,
reflections, astound.
an end
does eventually come
and with it
complete transformation.
.
πŸ™

let go

let go
surrender
detach
exhale
allow Life’s River
its pace.
trust
in The Great Story
your dharma
and it’s mysterious
entanglements.
we can never know
the Totality of The Journey –
bits and pieces revealed
here and there
only where
quiet resides
an intentional pause
spaces for softenings
leaning in…facing
stillness to know.

let go
leap into potentiality
spread your considerable Wings πŸͺ½
hear the gentle wind
guide
as you simply glide
like the majestic ✨️ Eagle
freed from fear
filled will Love ❀️
soaring
limitless
emanating
elevating us all πŸ™
.

imagine more

within imaginations,
therein lies magic 🎩
a dewy freshness,
a bit of sassy boldness
in things deemed
inconceivable.
both ephemeral and oddly palpable,
we imagine more –
much bigger, wider, deeper
than the self-inflicted confines
of the conditioned mind.
.

meet me


meet me
there
you know where!
our secret place –
“you” are “You”
“i” am “Me” –
no masks –
open
giving
receiving –
honestly
and wholeheartedly πŸ™
feels sooooo good
to Be there.
like Home –
soft and warm,
illuminated ✨️
joyous πŸ₯³
we – each –
seen
heard
honored
held
healed
revived
revealed
patched up
and then
to that “other” world
the frenzied marketplace –
we are re-turned
with gift 🎁 bearing Hands 🫴
and Compassionate Heart ❀️
to Serve πŸ™

still Love

though bruised and battered –

still Love

confused, befuddled, disheveled –

still Love

disheartened, disillusioned, disappointed –

still Love

unhinged, undone, unkempt –

still Love

perplexed, meandering, questioning – still Love

ignored, misunderstood, un-Loved –

still Love

in the noisy-ness and messy-ness of this Life –

still Love

in perceived isolation –

still Love

to the very last breath in encasement –

only Love ❀️