poems

Reflecting on the Elections

He embodies hate We are called to embody Love The system is corrupt We are called to live in fierce integrity with the world we say we want to live in In this time of further division and fear we are called to live connection and courage In this time where so much feels broken we are called to bring forth healing "To live so fully and presently in Love that there is no room for anything else to exist."  This is my understanding of "Ahimsa."  Now more than ever, we are called to be the space of so much LOVE in EVERY Thought, Word,…

Nature as Teacher

i wrote this recently for some friends who just got married.  But it is really lessons for us all, so i am sharing it here too.  :)   May the sun shine upon you, nurturing you both in your beautiful growth. May the moon remind you that everything has waxing and waning. May the trees remind you to remain rooted in all that sustains you, and at the same time to be flexible in the storms of life. Bend, don't break. May the flowers remind you to share and be beauty with and for one another. May the rocks remind you of the ancestors. May…

A Love Poem

My heart longs to write you Love poems like Rumi, like Hafiz. But my creativity and Divine Bliss connection seems much too limited. But what i do know is that if i had a way to wave a magic wand with words, you would feel more seen, more appreciated, more loved, more cared for than you ever have before. Not because i want to be a comparison, but because you inspire my heart, my soul, my very being to long to caress your soul, your heart, your body, your being with such bliss and love that you experience yourself as the total magical, amazing, Divine…

For Love Itself

“For Love” (not for love of something or someone but for Love itself) knocking knocking at your door i am prostrate at the altar of you i run and hide and rage only to return humbled by the knowing that without you i am merely a rented costume empty of meaning or life i bow in reverence and to reverence i return it is only in the space of you that i become truly alive anything else is merely existence as my heart breaks open i know i am expanding this this is why they call it growing pains

Thank You and Please Don’t “Fix” Me

Tears flow from a seemingly endless reservoir… i know things will be fine. i don’t need to be told. It is patronizing when the heart hurts this much to try to “fix” me… when all there is to do is cry until I feel I might die in it. I know there is nothing “True” and all pain and suffering comes from illusions of the mind. i know to breathe, notice, let it go… i don’t need to be told. i don’t need to be told, “This too shall pass.” In this moment, what is “true” is that I am feeling a deep and intense…