morning message

bring your lips
to this rimless cup
(of You)
and drink.

Christ is a mirror.

morning ritual

When taking your morning shower,
what you are cleansing for
you cannot know.

What will arrive today
sensing the cleanliness
of your heart,
of your readiness?

Whatever it is
you will know when it arrives.

For in that moment
you will feel prepared
and somehow sacred.


christmas eve
2014

solstice 2014

in the depth of silence
I don't need to know anything.

stillness turns
toward this magnetic center
my ritual
this devotion,
my plumb line
into the darkness.

there is a moment
when the dark celebrates her light
becoming the way
the truth
and the light
 of Being.

a feathered moment

I am the body of the cardinal
and the branch she alighted on
and flew from.

where ever this attention rests
I am.

a woman's promise

as i listen to  your words
I'm knitting
with midnight blue angora
a shawl
in my favorite pattern.

the first day i had the thought
i'm not being attentive

but today
i feel your heart words and our circle
entering the softness
of this handwork.

warmth, of the temple
beauty, of the temple
dark, of the temple

a holy shared care
for expressing as only women can,
our promise.



written to my writing raw circle
October 2014

take care

the form of woman


the form of a flower


the form of a prayer

hold this life tenderly


see its beauty through your fingers


breathe its fragrance through your thighs

care for and protect Her.

on being encompassed by nothing more or less

written while sittin'

there is no one who waits.

the one who waited
never was
content to assent
to what is.

nothing more than this exists

it is pro found
and humorous
kind.

no argument for or against rises,
the wave tosses the driftwood.

12.15.2014