Journey of the Heart

  Rebirth  by Lynn White I’m ready for the birth of a new day. Ready for a pink dawn to rise and break full of possibilities, as the light takes   over from the dark and the day is born again. And I shall follow the road towards the light, and leave the dark behind, again. But I have found that the dark always follows. Catches up with me, as if it were the past. If I hurry, maybe I’ll escape it this time. Maybe I’ll catch the light and hold on to it and not let it break again.   (First published in The Phoenix Soul , Jan 2018) Lynn White  lives in north Wales. Her work is influenced by issues of social justice and events, places and people she has known or imagined. She is especially interested in exploring the boundaries of dream, fantasy and reality. She has been nominated for a Pushcart Prize, Best of the Net and a Rhysling Award. Her poetry has appeared in many publications including: Consequence Journal, Firewords, Capsule Stories, Gyroscope Review, Blue Pe...

  A Call to Share and Spead the Love by Tammy Stone Takahashi  Dear beautiful humans of the world , Here’s something every single one of shares: we are living through a time of massive transition.  Massive. Can you feel it? It’s hard. It hurts. Everything is shaking and trembling and we feel unsteady, unsure.   But the beauty of times of transition is that they contain the seeds of deep and lasting transformation. The past few years have absolutely shaken us to the core, haven’t they? But they have also inspired us to reflect on the life we have been living until now and the life we want to live on the other side of all this chaos and unrest. Reflecting leads to making decisions that feel good and aligned with who we want to be, and I believe it’s one of our great superpowers as generators of a beautiful future. I can feel this in my bones, along with a deep calling to help water and nurture these seeds of transformation until we are living in the new world of o...

circle of elders  that time love took over the sky miracles took hold in the heart and seeds of joy sprouted at just the right moment, as we, who feel sorrow and despair so deeply, knew it would - we'd stopped searching where joy could not be found, and took to the temple of our bodies, where, within every cell, and every blood-filled route to the very heart of being, the sacred gathers like a circle of elders holding hands and chanting the songs of our salvation, and our storied continuance. Photo by the author Tammy Stone Takahashi  is the author of Yoga Healing Love . A writer, poet, photographer and student of life. Her short stories and poems have been widely published and anthologized and she has worked on several anthologies as co-editor. Her published works include a book of photography, "Tag it! Toronto: A City's Imagination Revolution" (2009), and the poetry collections  Formation: Along the Ganges and Back Again   (2015),   Little Poems for Big Seaso...

L ost Songs By Jennifer Wenn   Maybe the desire to make something beautiful is the piece of God that is inside each of us Mary Oliver, “Franz Marc’s Blue Horses”   Once I wrote songs, was young and didn’t know any better, aspired to an unreachable fantasy, to a person I couldn’t then be. Immature fragile tunes and gossamer words soon lost in a cacophony of mocking laughter from without and within, drowned out by blasts of seriousness reasonableness conformity, naïve notes distorted into an unending metronomic drumbeat of  analytics and logic and practicality, the songs shattered, scattered on the winds of uncounted delicate melodies never given voice, throats and souls strangled by fear and acquiescence.   Is that the end?  Divine spark forever sublimated or smothered?  Sometimes. But maybe, a lifetime later,  the quixotic urge returns unbidden, the primordial quest for beauty reborn, habit and convention cast aside and the fragments of long-...

  A Continuance of Change A strife-free life does not exist but in longing, like parching thirst  brings dreams of verdant streams.   It is a world forever broken open  by a continuance of change, the disruption of ordered things.   How not to lose heart? Where are the guiding signs? Can faith be enough?   Faint whisperings float by my ear, Accept what is, love the world no matter what.    Acceptance, the drumbeat that will lead me home. Carolyn Chilton Casas   is a Reiki practitioner and teacher, as well as student of metaphysics and philosophy.  Her favorite themes for writing are healing, wellness, awareness, and the spiritual journey.  Carolyn's stories and poems have appeared in  Energy, Odyssey, Reiki News Magazine,   The Art of Healing , and  The Edge  and in other publications.  You can read more of her work on Instagram at mindfulpoet_.    *For submission guidelines,  c...

Flickering It’s small but it’s there That glimmer from the hidden Fire that burns deep in my Belly It tells me determinedly that I can do these things that I dream of and it’s not Idle dreaming, wishful nonsense Distracting me from Reality The nagging whisper that Refuses to be put out Despite naysayers and laughter Raised eyebrows that say Dreamer Smirks that say put it away The glimmer that refuses To be extinguished The magical light that Even as a tiny almost unseen Flicker It keeps on flickering Glimmering and will not Go out because the spark Is hidden away in my soul Untouchable. ©️AilsaCawleyPoetry2020 Ailsa Cawley :   I have written since I can remember, devouring the stories of Roald Dahl under the covers by torchlight. I have always loved fairy tales, myths and magic. A good deal of the things I write has some truth in it. Others, not. You may find my writings on my website  here , or follow  me on  Twitter  or  Facebook . *For submission guideli...