Mystery Unfurled
With a muddy road ahead and a steep wall behind decisions aren’t as important as the resolve to continue. Keep faith with the flowering trees and align your thoughts with the strength of the tide. You will be disappointed, wounded again and again but you will not fail no matter the oppressor. The inner deity […]
Before First Light
In the gray dawn trees are quiet with winter sleep, black crows on the rooftop the only birds. The city is stripped of joy, weary of struggle. Thankfulness hard to come by yet it is the gift I place on the morning altar to comfort the bereft before first light. […]
Come to Surface
Winter won’t let go, the grip of cold and ice fierce in attachment to the rising earth. Vain we are to dream of awakening asleep in the stone cave, yet dream we must. As our soul fire ignites the ice melts, rivers flow, and we come to surface gulping in the air of freedom. […]
Happiness of the Forgotten Gods
The earth is quiet, gathering life force under rain sodden ground. Rainbows of color form in the dark soil, ready to emerge like an innocent babe in the light of the sun. I wait too and gather, poisoning the termites of resentment with laughter, making space in my winter chapel for the heralds of joy. […]
Voicing the Incantation
Light returns as the earth slowly wakens. Although warm in winter refuge, I feel the tug to rise from beneath the woolen blanket. The building creaks and groans like my body in the first steps of morning. A hymn of grace sounds within the earth, melodies of joy and sorrow stirring, to begin the journey […]
Working Iron
When we were behind the plow, working portions on another man’s land, we thought we understood the situation, our dream a piece of ground for ourselves. We worked our tail off for that quarter section and then came taxes and we were forced to wonder. My Pa fought the first war in France and me […]
Cold Air of January
Covered in winter clouds light rain falls on the valley, dripping from bare trees to the hard skin of concrete. I count prayers in tens, using my fingers for a rosary as I look out over the rooftops to smoke rising among shrouded evergreens. I remember my mother bearing the burden long ago seeing her […]
Temple of Your Heart
Tender is the birth of joy. Though the lies of fear disturb, innocence will not betray us. As we move from dark to light look within and see what rises; that ray of kindness in the temple of your heart will surely save us all. […]
Brave Horses
Quietly night slips away into the western peace of starlight and dreams. As day rises with bruised faith the shadows of discontent can consume the light, yet in winter dark brave horses await their riders, bearing a new earth yearning to be born. Reading of “Brave […]
Flame in Darkness
a kaddish for Tony Kennell There is healing in the tide and the energy beside the sea, yet I’m on short rations here in the gray light of winter dawn. The rain soaked streets add to the melancholy, but self-pity is a waste, so faithless to the many who walked before. So I go on […]
Healing of the Nations
On a cold November morning the sounds of the wind and rushing tide awaken me amidst the silent trees. Winter here is closing in and I must find new footing. The grief of the land is quiet, unassuming, so I let myself drop into the deep earth where the ancestors wait, chanting their welcome to […]
Guardians of the Earth
Guardians of the Earth Winter cold settles on the valley with smoke curling from the rooftops into steel gray skies. The trees stand alone surrounded by cement, crows inhabit the wires that fill the airwaves with messages of isolation while guardians of the Earth surround the sacred planet. The presence of the ancient ones penetrates […]
Deep Dreams of Winter
With the icy fog and sun far to the south, dawn barely shines on the cold valley. Trees are silent in the sopping earth, drinking in vigor for the rising of spring. Shrouded in dense clouds and dim light of December my mind wanders over rooftops to the pale horizon. In the snow covered mountains […]
Ancient Bond
Softly comes the morning with the green grass of autumn and the silence of trees. Rooted in stony ground, still as the water between tides, we are brethren to the land, kin to the distant stars. Fed by light and nourished in darkness, we guard the arc between earth and spirit, the ancient bond that […]
Drop the Skin Face
I listen to the earth, to the sound of the animal that paws from within, scratching at the door for release into light. How long it’s taken, the miles of dream track while the scent of morning invited him out for the pleasure of dirt. I drop the skin face and let the wolf loose, […]