lost in love

woman
happy to be
painting
woman
happy to be
musing


the brush and knife lay still
the colors find their way
to be seen

as the canvas
as the tall grasses moving in the breeze
sun shined
cooking a birthday celebration
of me and you

summer solstice 2015

we needed such a long day 

for this moment

double expresso vibration

what i found in Writing Raw

- to write on that path inward -

is holding me through what comes next.

right now

aware of so much heart space 

the challenging pieces of life have more room to resound

loudly.

the jar of rose petals has been offered 

all in one outpouring.

i can feel the rush of my own expression

allowed

given space

met

inside

and out.

star sister

she writes back

mirroring the sun and the stars

words that carry the intimacy of insight

sharing a vision

brightened by the heart of all time and space

as a balm 

they are received

as a forever touch

such a companion as she

i would wish for you.

reading this map that we are

here, to the point

through multiple lenses

the seer sees

the star council 

she translates

rough waves

unsettling

inner weather patterns

passing 

through me

i grasp for a hold

and there is none.

breathing 

deeper

where is the still point?

deeper

below the waves

now, 

dive

now.

Her Feet

my hands touched Her Feet

and my womb

felt the beat 

of the ancient heart, 

the Song of Her Universe.