Dreams have always fascinated me, even from childhood. There’s something so intriguing about the blend of mind, body, and spirit when I consider why and how we dream. It piques this writer’s curiosity. I dream in vivid colors with memorable “characters” and a wild mix of details – some of which I only have toContinue reading “Day 8 of the Love Write Now Pledge”
There’s much to be angry about since the November 2016 elections, but I refuse to let fear and disillusionment change who I am.
My way of showing thanks and appreciation to Matt & Mike Czuchry for their moving book, BROTHERS ON LIFE.
Rise, Sweet Spirit And tell us your story Through sound, color, and motion Dance, Artistic Spirit To a rhythm only you can feel Caressing the air Leaving traces of beauty behind Love, Worn Spirit With all the passion deep inside Connecting to spirits unknown and scarred Embracing flaws as gifts Rest,Continue reading “Motivational Monday Poem: A Storied Spirit”
The rejuvenation of Spring Kisses the eyelids Pierces the soul Awakens the senses Nature and Nurture – equal parts home The origin of life and how well we live it Moments pass, noticed or not Renewing, refreshing, and re-energizing We are part of a whole Connected though holy apart
Anger, fear, bitterness seep into our soul Course through our bodies like an infestation Spreading hate and fueling bigotry We react to dispel the virus within Unconcerned with the peril in which we put others Our words matter, whether used as a healer or weapon They speak volumes about what is left unsaid RevelationsContinue reading “Motivational Monday Poem: Words Bruised and Unspoken”
Myths, folklore, ancestral connections Embedded in my memory Energizing my spirit The paths of those who came before Walking alongside my own Ethereal Celtic voices and harps Drums and flutes of the First Nation Lungs coated by coal dust Hands that pulse with the earth’s soul Your imprints grounded in nature and DNA Continue reading “Motivational Monday Poem: Ancestral Connections”
I was born more than once. Such a declaration may be considered blasphemy to the religion I once called home, but I stand by my claim. I believe that when my body and spirit part, my spirit travels across a time continuum which fluctuates. What seems like mere days/years in the spirit realm equates toContinue reading “Motivational Monday: Reflections of My Past Life Self”
Energy, pure and radiant Kissing the skin, Warming the spirit Connecting us to past, present, and future Alive to the moment Cognizant of what came before Transfixed and determined Moving ahead while looking back Paths winding and veiled by fog Heading toward destinations uncertain But not unknown