Through Darkness I move, Through Darkness I breathe. I am a thousand blinking lights; Look, and we scatter, Wait, and we gather. If You seek us, We hide. Pin one of us down? We attack. Release us, We lift You up. Which will you choose?
Making bread… Making souls… Finding ingredients… Finding energies, Finding talents, values... Mixing, kneading, waiting… Just enough of this, just a pinch of that… Shaping, proofing, baking… Shaping, waiting, birthing... Aromas filling spaces... Sweetness added to Life... Cooled and sliced… Worth recognised... Selected… Chosen...
...in spirit with freedom, with trust ...becoming whole, completely present, and balanced ...healing, singing, creating ...cared for beyond comprehension ...move beyond the Veil, flowing like rivers, there and back again... on foot like hobbits ...on star ships, like Firefly ...where they learn... to wear a pretty bonnet and still get the job done... few are…Read more Souls Bloom
A few nights ago, I tried to help someone I perceived to be in pain, in loss, in confusion; I sincerely thought I could, I wanted things to be better, smoother. Work smarter, not harder, and all that. I was present, I listened, I felt, I pondered; I did not feel I could refuse. I…Read more Burning
There are tensions every day, constant distractions from what is real, what is needed, what is true beauty. I’ve been getting lost in them, not grounding, not meditating, responding to the constant little fires I perceive around me. Food to cook, bread to make, crocheting projects to finish, weaving to do. Caring for my Alzheimer’s…Read more Grounding Matters
What fueled my quest began with accumulated dreams and strange occurrences; I needed and wanted to understand what I perceived, and had few resources available. I’ve learned a vocabulary for my experiences, I trust my dreams, and those that have come into my life through them. Once I began making sense of what I perceived,…Read more Twin Flames
Things began slowly, several years ago. I composed this when trying to make sense of things. Endlessly searching out, Snuffling, sniffing, Where has He gone? I howl my frustration, Echoes call back. Too long without Him, The holder of my heart; So many nights spent Writhing, contorting, Bleeding. Crying out in pain, Lost to all…Read more Beloved