Posted in Poetry, Surrender, tagged empty nest, grievance, surrender on November 15, 2013| Leave a Comment »
Empty Nest
I nurse my grievance
a wee babe fresh
from the wound
The days and nights
pass one after the other
with little but certainty
of purpose
I nurse my grievance
a toddler now
sure and strong
I can barely remember
the details of the birth
but still feel the exhaustion
limits and bewilderment
I nurse my grievance
who is now unwilling
to be fed by her maker
Surrender
and stand alone
able to leave or stay
if I but say the word
I want to say “Go!”
but hear instead
“Surrender”
Posted in Poetry, Uncategorized, tagged 273. The stillness of the peace of God is mine., Midnight revelations on November 6, 2013| 2 Comments »
Sometimes I get out of bed
in the middle of the night
just to listen to the silence
That velvet batting
muffling the world for a few short hours 
so I can hear my heart think
How do I love thee?
let me count the ways
my delight is poured through
the sieve of your being
in you it becomes willingness
then joy, peace too
How does it happen
my beloved child
I love you
then miracle of tantalizing joy
you love me
we are once more
Life and Love
back to back
in a roomful of star dust
glinting, squinting
against our collective glory
afraid to open both eyes
until all remember
the home breath
reveals the truth
I am home now
for I never left
now
It is all here
in the silence
for anyone to hear
who wakes up
Posted in Extend Love to Your Thoughts, Poetry on October 4, 2013| Leave a Comment »
Where there is fear, there is anxiety
Where there is anxiety, there is turmoil
Where there is turmoil, there is indecision
Where there is indecision, there is blockage
Where there is blockage, there is opportunity
Where there is opportunity, there is willingness
Where there is willingness, there is hope
Where there is hope, there is openness
Where there is openness, there is awareness of Love
Where there is awareness of Love, there is Love
Where there is Love, there is no fear”
Posted in Poetry, Scrambled Eggs, Uncategorized on April 12, 2012| Leave a Comment »
Heartempty Dumpty sat on a wall
Heartempty Dumpty had a great fall
The chorus did sing
an aching refrain
Is it enough?
Is it enough?
Is it enough?
Drops of acid rain
drilling a hole in my brain
The audience whispers one to another
No…no…NNNNOOOO……
n………………o…………….o……nooooooo
My heart is rent in two
and three and four and twenty
How can I become whole again
with this Humpty Dumpty torture?
How can I embrace both chorus
and tittering audience?
I will bow deeply to both
for their magnificent performance
Bravo! Bravissimo!!
Well done, YOU.
For you have given me
that double secret gift
I asked for long ago
The experience
of being
alone in spirit
adrift in limitation
awash in doubt
Thank you! Thank you!
Now let us
together
reture to the
after-theater party
at Awakenings
Shhhhhhhh…….don’t tell………
the other plays are still going…………………..
Posted in Extend Love to Your Thoughts, Gratitude, Poetry, Uncategorized on August 30, 2011| Leave a Comment »
SHOULD: a warning sign
This morning I woke feeling the hot, stale breath of SHOULD on the back of my neck. Instead of my delicious Quiet Time all I could think of was an endless list of tasks that NEEDED DOING DAMN IT! I “should” prepare for my tour; I “should” empty the dishwasher; I “should” lose weight; get my visa organized, send flowers to Jenny, call Lori, save money…and spend less. Yuck! I was drowning in S*H*O*U*L*D.
Instead of continuing this should-fight I asked the book (Extending Love to Your Thoughts) and received this gem:
“I extend stillness to this thought”
The fleeing energy of SHOULD was very present and this poem transported me into the stillness:
“Alas, One Heart”
Did you hear
the one
about
the soldier
who married
the nun?
He warred for sport,
She talked to God for fun.
Together they
explored the far reaches
of one another’s universes
and found
an odd truth.
They could only find
their one Heart
when they abandoned
their sport and fun
and simply
were together
as
One.
The should was calmer now, and the desire to flee was gone but still I was distracted by the things I “should” be doing. I chose another:
“I extend strength to this thought”
Here is the poem that turned the corner:
“Oh Should!!”
Hello dear Should
stop crying
today you will know your own strength!
Sit quietly
and ask yourself
what do “I” truly want?
A complete “to do” list?
Recognition of memory?
A day off?
Saving
Happiness
Or
Underestimating
Love’s
Doing
Oh Should!
I love to hear you laugh!
This is your secret weapon:
laugh and laugh and LAUGH!
This IS your true nature:
Joyful expression of loving.
Darling Should!
You were sent to remind ME
to laugh.
Thank you dear friend
let us remember always
where Should is
laughter must be too.
And the last morsel that iced the cake:
“I extend openness to this thought”
This gave me an instant visual of SHOULD written on a giant piece of paper which immediately dissolved into hundreds of sheets and each smaller square was turning, as if in a choreographed ballet, into other images:
a Monet garden; a cup of tea; a yellow school bus
The pressing-ness of should was gone, only chills and laughter and light remained.
I am as God created me!
Ahhhhhh, the delicious relief of wholeness.
Posted in Poetry on August 22, 2011| Leave a Comment »
In silence
do I learn
the eloquence
of grace
the pure acceptance
and completeness
of listening
in love
with all that is
speaking
even listening
with delight
to my own
wordlessness
Posted in Poetry on July 21, 2010| Leave a Comment »
Posted in Poetry, tagged W., W.71 "God's plan for salvation will work." on May 6, 2010| Leave a Comment »
I knew salvation
was the answer
when I was only four.
But I did not know
what salvation was.
Salvation is the question
we ask ourselves
in the dead of night,
the question that
begs the answer
that frees us unstantly.
Do you still love me?
There never was a time
now, before and ever after
that I could not love you.
I am saved simply
by the ask and answer
that salvation
is.
Posted in Poetry, tagged "It does not matter to whom you pray, and your parayers open the door to Him." Voice for Love, how you pray, or why you pray. god is the only Source on May 6, 2010| Leave a Comment »
I left myself behind
a veil of lies, a sort of
secret I told myself
to help with the game.
Without the veil
there is no behind
or in front;
only a presence
of mind
like no other.
Loving me with open arms
whispering sweets and ideas
into my heart
to give me something
to build of my own.
Life can do anything
I want, except die,
and for the first time
I am happy
I was wrong.
Posted in Poetry, tagged W.71 "God's plan for salvation will work." on March 12, 2010| Leave a Comment »
Salvation Chronicles 