Embrace of Certainty
Original life seemed too uncertain, trees needed conversion like pagan fancies, the civility of a wiser priesthood; black dirt and running streams hid fortunes from our childlike vision. All that changed, thankfully, with massive cities and industrial might, little left to the dark unknowing beyond the reach of grid and fence. Now we exist in […]
Forming a Pearl
I should write about the fights I lost, about bigger angels and the punishment they exact, the feeling in the gut when the tide shifts and everything underfoot is washed away. Like an oyster with a root into rock, taking a bath because ocean is all there is, hanging on to the scarred and broken […]
Hidden Spring
Strength comes with the morning, from a troubled dream to the gray palette of winter sky, inviting a hidden self to awaken beyond the body, emerge from the dark earth of soul. With the nourishment of that depth, and rise like Lazarus, born again to the beauty of this life, with destiny bubbling from ancient […]
What I Want
I want to break over the horizon and shine my inner light on the frost covered earth, feeling the boundless just one more time, free from the shroud of mystery.
Thawing the Hardness
Ice forms at night, and the old fear rises, memory of dark and bitter cold, feeling not death but survival, and all we did to stay alive when life was only suffering; men and women like iron, the only sound wind and bitter voices. Dawn spreads now from the east come to replace the shadows, […]
Fullness of Desire
To learn, the earth takes a slow, steady ponder, listening to the sounds and silences, especially the silences, paying homage with attention until something dark and unseen breaks into awareness, bursting like a mushroom with the full throat of desire.
Dark Along the Root
With sky clear and cold the park populates again – lovers side by side, infants in their strollers, the face of an elderly man alight with recognition. Rain kept them away, soaking the fallen leaves and thankful soil, dropping us into origin, the mystery within the earth our fingers will not grasp; dark along the […]
New Year
This day of January sun, light, cloud and wind tugging at the last oak leaves, stubborn like my soul with gathered treasure. Afraid to let go to the horizon, changing with the rhythm unseen as it moves through the tall trees, calling me into tomorrow.
Signal from Above
I touch the Earth through trees waving in westerly winds, clouds full of ocean blanketing the valley An island of the palest blue in the dark gray cover becomes a signal from above to look beyond the overcast, feet on the ground, shot through with heaven.
Christmas Story
Cold winds blow in December, fire flickering in the chimney draft as I rethread the story I tell myself about this world and how I am to walk in it. The story to be rewoven each year with faith in the new babe taking form, unseen yet dimly felt, stirring with the strength of earth, […]
Solstice
Rain cleanses the morning with clouds from the Pacific riding the vast arc of ocean wind, falling upon the earth to the root of our faith, soaking deep the dark womb of renewal.
You and the Earth
Her love rose and spilled across her cheeks, witnessing the young seeker in the mirror of her journey, her elder wisdom opening with tears for her caring spirit. Knowing she must be alone after all, she and the earth in the long dark silence, the light of her inner lamp flickering, fragile, determined to continue. […]
Sirius Calling
Sirius visited last night, trailing Pleiades and Orion, awakening me to the sacred manuscript etched in darkness, of Earth alive, moving into the depths of God’s imagination.
Storing Vision
Sun casts the sea in silver, low slanted light skimming off the water, gleaming like vast ornamental plates beset with wooded islands, more fallen from heaven than raised by the sea. I am watching, gathering images like late apples, storing vision for winter nights.
Sound of Night
The air grows still with silent pressure, urging the weight of discovery; the inner ear trembled by the sound of night. Everything dark, suggestive of hidden life poised to emerge; frightening yes, but who we are beneath the noise and uncertainty.