Way of Communion
The world unfolds, wind, tide, rain-soaked, life force streaming. Doors of imagination swing on ancient hinges, toward the presence of the Maker. No kneeling, no supplication, upright and sentient before pure Intent. Communion found after years’ journey, soft and supple as tender green grass. […]
Turning to Earth
Morning wind, white-capped waves. Autumn hues, brown and pale green, turning to earth, heart sprung open by wind and color. Reading of “Turning to Earth” with music by the Bill Evans Trio.
Savor the Tide
At sunup, a line of geese feed on the ebbing sea, soaked in light. With each new day of God’s imagination woven with awe, I lay an offering of pilgrim praise upon the earth altar. Bowing to the eternal like a lone goose in boundless beauty, I savor the tide. […]
Autumn Story
Autumn drapes the coast with rain and heavy cloud. The yielding land, eased by cool air, drinks the sky’s soft blessing. I feel the rootward pull with daylight fading, evening drawing close. Nurtured by the dark, my soul embraces night in dreamlike mystery, while I weave an autumn tale, offered to the ebbing tide, claimed […]
Day of Grace
Wind freshened, steeped in October rain, the dry land opens to autumn’s blessing. I search my soul for burdens I preserve, curses I repeat this day of grace. Rooted like a tree, I drink deep the waters of forgiveness, letting my soul rise on wings of new life. Yom Kippur, 2025 Reading […]
One Love
Ebbing seas weave between islands in stone valleys of ancient quiet; gnarled trees reach for light, stillness spreads on the rugged shore. I sip the sea’s calm peace, breathe in the cool salt air, with earth on the autumn path of letting go and renewal. Friendships wax and wane, tides rise and fall away, yet […]
One Simple Yes
Before a wall of ancient stone, I place prayers in cracks of silence. As tears soften my calloused heart, I trace a portal, barred by tradition. No incantations or chanted spells, one simple yes unlocks the door. Then heart’s chapel, quietly adorned, face to face with the Eternal. […]
Given to Silence
Sunlit summer morning, soft air, gentle winds, sea spread tablecloth-smooth. I breathe the air, absorb the healing light; with quiet heart given to silence, I’m surrounded by heaven. Reading of “Given to Silence” with music […]
Morning Worship
In the hours of first light, sky soft rose then sherbet orange, tide returns to the hollows; seals bark, otters quietly swim, gulls cry with plaintive voices, the world new, without flaw. Geese fly low over the water, light swells, weaving its mystery, urging the earth of sea and sky, the cathedral of beauty, to […]
On the Yearning Shore
In the quiet hours between night and day, the earth turns to the coming dawn. First light ruffles the water, lying still beneath night’s blanket. I rise from bed, stirred by the glow of golden light crossing the sea, to the green land of my soul, wakeful on the yearning shore. […]
What Began With Light
Cloud breaks reveal the moon as light spills across the water, rousing the quiet land. Old roots stir, ancient trees and stone canyons find their voices. Island folk emerge from shelter as whale song fills the saltwater evening. What began with light is renewed in radiance, and from sea depth and cavern rise the breath […]
Goddess Whispers
The swelling windless tide eases into the cove, to quench the gravel beach in a slow languid laze. Seagrass barely stirs, even the crows are quiet, as the sun kisses down on the driftwood earth. “Don’t hurry from your perch,” the Goddess whispers, “savor the warmth on the old sleeping rocks,” as she spreads her […]
Written on Water
(for Humphrey) Along the rugged shore broken faces of old stones, full of ancient records and passages of the sun. I hear their heartbeats in cold water silence, the passing of years in vanished voices. Written on water, stories given to the sea, carried where tides travel to the holy book at the end of […]
Silent Joy
First light breaks, winds rise to rustle the sea. The sun sings awake, and over the broad expanse life stirs its deep green bed, as I turn over to the sound of crows and surging tide. My silent joy spills across the earth in waves of grass, alive with breath this tender dawn, awake as […]
Searching the Sky
Day breaks, sun casts color on the wind-rippled sea. Crows chatter and call, geese stir the quiet. The world wakes to bird sound and shimmering light as I reach into morning like a skyward tree. Reading of “Searching […]