Journey of the Heart

  There is a folktale common to many traditions about a fisherman who falls in love with a seal woman... While the seal woman (called Selkie in some countries) has shed her skin and is sitting unaware, he grabs and hides it leaving her no option but to follow him home. Over time, she bears him several children. One day, her youngest child finds the hidden skin while the father is away from home and shows it to his mother. Seeing the skin again reawakens her to her true self and she returns to the sea. This poem is one I wrote on a blustery autumn night when I was out under the stars feeling a pull to the wild, away from the responsibilities of children, home and career.  It was like a sweet longing that tugged on my gut and wouldn't leave me alone. I honored it with this poem that night, and then booked myself some time off the next day!   Being in touch with that untamed part of me is an essential part of my life that always bring...

  This life doesn't make sense and it doesn't come with a manual... I learn through falling hard. Lessons that I thought I learned still swim to the surface of an endless pool.  In this poem, insecurity ripples her familiar state of fear and doubt. There's a convergence of feelings and a disconnect with reality. I learn the most when I'm at my lowest. When I let go of what-will-everyone-think? I find that it doesn't matter, what they think.  Redefining the self in terms of accepting who am, what I stand for and believe in, are all within.  Spiritually, I find I'm intertwined with a greater force and an intricate part of a endless universe. The ripples I see are my own illusions of how I should be or what I've been told to be.  The tapes in my memory are being rewritten and my DNA is being rewired. I am love, compassion, sadness, rage and joy. These are all aspects of me and it'...

  My journey in this life has been to share the glimpses of God… …I have been blessed to receive in such an amazing variety of ways that I live in the world, discovering the unfolding wonder of Creation the miraculous complexity of human life, and the deeper rhythms of the universe. Beauty opens me and swings open the portals for God to enter through heart, soul, spirit, and the mind surrenders to this greater wisdom. I am touched through the deep inner and outer senses, and in unseen and indescribable ways I feel the profound Presence that keeps me new and receptive, recaptures my innocence, and makes my life a renaissance of Spirit. Greeting The Dawn of Our Becoming Morning approaches softly quietly and someone is walking in the dark some are sleeping......some are hiding some are praying.... each is walking the path of their own life seeking the awareness to discover what will guide their next step some are letting it ...