The only little lady out of a litter of 9. No wonder. No wonder you were quietly out for blood this whole time - my little Aries dog! No wonder you held a bit of a grudge when 2 little girls loved us as much as you. And it’s been 12 years on this day,… Continue reading Happy Birthday Luna!
It's the space we needed to reunite. It's the seeing of our own unique strengths and the standing in them. It's the love that we hold for the other that keeps us expanding ever more. It's the natural love. It's the grounding. It's the sense of purpose, individual purpose, that reminds us who we are.… Continue reading A Brief Reflection on Space
On a little shelf, in a little house, sits a big cedar box engraved with your name.Did you know how this year would go Bud? Did you know it was time to go before it was time to go? You must have known. Did you look at us from wherever you were and stick your big red… Continue reading Ode to Ludo
It’s the end of the beginning. The last day today until we move to tomorrow, which may or may not come. What if there is no tomorrow?There wasn’t one yesterday! Funny man. So we toss the old roses, beautiful even in their death, into a pile of frigid soft snow, and slide back through the… Continue reading Midwinter Dreaming
There is so much love here and it is still here and that is all that matters. It is still here and love will create unto itself. Give love life. Give love the Word. In the beginning there was the Word and the Word is what will bring life. Bring life to your words. There… Continue reading Sharing
Sometimes my stones keep me up at nightThey shower me in a silvery blue glowLike the light from the soft sliver new moonSubtle, but still thereAnd I awake in the morning wondering where I’ve been. On the road a few days agoI planted a seed of things to doPeople to seePlaces to goAnd dismissed them… Continue reading Roads Traveled
Barely awake but the words are still ripe in my mind'Write about yellow.' Yellow?Why yellow?Silence. Okay…And after rolling to the right side, to break my sleepy cycle, with weird dream directions fresh in my mind… ironic that the yellowy solar plexus is bothering me from conscious minute one.A weird pressing pain that takes me several… Continue reading Yellow
There’s trouble a brewin’ child… you know, you can feel it in the morning coffee air.Zip your lips and remember, take nothing personally.Listen to that gentle Capricorn voice in your head and do as she says.Go to the woods.Go and feel the earth beneath your feet, with fluffy companions to drag you up (or down)… Continue reading Earth
I woke from a familiar dream of you and I playing make believe. I the Beauty - and you, the Beast… and the symbolism became certain to me. What is this dream that I know so well trying yet again to tell? It tells of love like all will do. It tells of the projection… Continue reading Beautiful
What a strange concept. We attach it to everything, everyone, feeling, and experience. Well, was it worth it? How do you know what something is worth? An idea completely dictated by the idea of judging against. But what we have yet to fully understand is the individual complexity, our uniqueness and perspective is what makes… Continue reading Worth
Natural Peace Living 