• My Mother Is A Hero: Courage in the Time of Corona

    Smile every day she does
    As she rises
    In the time of Corona,
    Her presence at the store
    More essential than ever.

    People are swarming
    “Panic buying” they call it
    She comes home every day
    Recounting the next crazy occurrence
    That has happened: no toilet paper
    All the hand sanitizers are…[Read more]

  • The Journey

    Today as I hold my pen at the tip of my hand,
    I pause, to look at the white, blank vastness before me.
    Do I write to inspire?
    Or am I inspired to write?
    Would I know the difference?
    Is it God, whispering to me the words that shall flow from this pen?
    Or is it a Self, I have yet to discover?

    January 2nd, 2019

  • Ode to the Garbanzo Bean

    Garbanzo, channa, chickpeas
    You are know by many names
    Hummus, salad, and daal
    are just some of the many ways I enjoy you.
    Thanks for being in my life,
    you are such a delight
    Oh dear channa, I love you.

    February 7th, 2019

  • And So They Stand

    Silently we suffer
    unable to voice
    what we need,
    what we want,
    the most.

    March 3rd, 2019

  • Stardust

    In reaching for the familiar,
    we find ourselves in the unfamiliar,
    wondering why we had to get lost,
    To find ourselves again.

    March 4th, 2019

  • Chicken Coop Chronicles

    And in my arms I held you
    As the world stood still to watch
    and for a while, we were one
    being and being,
    until you fluttered away.

    April 9th, 2019

  • The Amphibian Dare Devils

    Quietly the frogs
    hop along
    Across the road
    In the middle of the night
    Under the sweet, quiet Spring rains.
    Some make it-
    Some do not,
    As can be seen by the squishy remains
    Damn cars
    With no concern for the life beneath them.
    And thus it is by chance of luck
    That some make it
    Some do not.

    April 14th, 2019

  • Searching Through Space and Time

    Oh, there are so many hours in the day
    And how fast they go by
    In the morning- another place, another time
    Yet in the eve a new pillow does your head meet.
    Such goes the day of the weary traveler
    Wandering wandering wandering
    Searching searching searching
    For some meaning behind it all
    With hopes that with…[Read more]

  • Falling Petals

    Delicately, like petals falling
    Did she shed
    What no longer serves her.

    June 3rd, 2019

  • Late Night Flickers

    We look at the moon,
    But it is really just a burning lamp, with two light bulbs:
    One burns bright, the other flickers in and out of existence.
    Which will you be?

    October 23rd, 2019

  • Returning Home

    Why does home feel dearer,
    Everytime I return?
    When once I was so eager to get out and explore,
    I am now content to come and discover a world I knew,
    Once more.

    October 28th, 2019

  • Life Whisperers

    The extent of my motherhood
    Is to nourish,
    What will nourish me.
    My tiny little ones,
    The sky embracers,
    And also my teachers.
    To you I bow,
    As I strain to listen
    For the quiet ways of knowing
    You so eloquently bestow,
    To your younger brothers and sisters:
    The people of the Earth.

    October 31st, 2019

  • Flaming

    I feel so humbled
    The task before me seems so great,
    Can I manifest my Truth?
    If intention is the ignition for this quest
    Then I am already on fire.

    November 12th, 2019

  • Upwelling Emotions

    Caught in the moment was I
    Forgetting to pause
    To take deep breaths
    And so I let the emotions overcome me
    I observed the frustration, the annoyance of having things
    Not go my way.
    “Center, and calm yourself!” I wanted to shout
    To push aside the negativity away
    But stubborn were these feelings
    So empathy I sought to inv…[Read more]

  • Our Circumstances & Our Choices

    It was circumstance
    That pushed us together
    But without it
    Are we destined to remain apart?

    November 20th, 2019

  • Sourcing In to Find Out

    From where do I source my joy?
    I think it is from remembering
    The stuff we’re made of
    That deep, profound sense of compassion
    Which some call God,
    or the Universal Spirit.
    I think it is when we forget who we are,
    It’s easy to feel lost
    And without direction.
    So I invite you,
    To sink into your roots
    And feel the depths of…[Read more]

  • My Breath

    Hold steady
    Little one
    Watch your breath
    It is your lifeline to me.

    December 2nd, 2019

  • Love Letter

    Dear Earth,
    Please teach me your quiet knowing ways,
    How to adapt and flow, like the coursing rivers,
    The veins of the Earth
    Filtered by the liver
    Of soil and rock.

    I want to know the patience
    of the steadfast mountains,
    I admire so much:
    Reaching for the skies
    Yet grounded deep in the Earth,
    Creating layers of fascinating…[Read more]

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