What Would I do Without You
April 10, 2017


I don’t know
What I would do without you,
Wallow in self pity
Build larger walls of resentment
Watch my anger fester
And sorrow grow?
And never really
What it is
To love?
I’m still coming
To terms
Who You are
Or What you are
Dear God
Or Gaia
Or Both
I truly would
Have no
If it wasn’t
For the guidance
You give
And the Light
You provide.
One day
If I’m so blessed
To meet you
I will look
To the skies,
Raise my arms
And then kneel
To kiss the ground
For my wishes
Come True


Rising Up
December 7, 2014

Just wrote this, listening to multiple songs by Explosions in the Sky, although beautiful, passionate music, is fuelling an emotional vibe within me.  Fragments of whatever the fuck I am at times seeking to sort through what is true and no longer serves me…moments of tailspun, spasmatic confusion sandwiched in between moments of crystal clear clarity but no consistency.  Like a child learning to walk and my face is getting tired of smashing on the floor, what do I not get..or is it that I’m learning another level of patience?  All of whatever is rising up teaches me love…love of God, love Self, unconditional, true love…these descriptions are all the same thing of the absolute…looks like romantic love, not to be disrespected because I enjoy partaking in the creativity of romantic love, is not the cake, merely an ingredient, bit part, of the love cake mix.

There has not been a


In the last

Few months

That I have not cried

At least once.

No idea



As the layers

Of my rose,




Amazing Grace – Merlin X Tribute
November 18, 2014

There is not a song I know that brings me to the floor, to join the tears that flow from my eyes, every time I hear this, regardless of the version or singer and I’m grateful for John Newton for his gift to us through the ages, as an anthem for personal liberty from all that we enslave ourselves with and the one and only way out.
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This is my tribute to all that have been blessed and never strayed, are reborn or are in the process of being reborn in renewing their faith, love in themselves and God (Divine, masculine and feminine representation of the Source) and Mother Earth.    I am not the person I used to be because of this gift called Grace, I am becoming who I am every day, reluctantly at times and willfully others.   Stand and shine in union by your self and together as we create a new earth guided by our renewed heart (heart = earth by moving the letter h) when we commune with Love.

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a gift from God
on the day we are born
an opportunity
to grow
by ourselves
then come home
to our Source
Lead by Grace
how sweet
this sound
how beautiful
to see
in surrender
to the power
that is for all
to stand tall
. . .
none of this,
being sanctified
is done
by ourself,
the call,
the gift of grace
a beacon,
a silent guide,
whose voice shines
in the dark of night
and brightest day.
in the beginning
this remembering
of my heart
clouded by fear
and anxiety
being saved
from the delusions
of my self.
trust and faith
inside of me
so i may
come home,
to walk,
moment by moment,
breathe by breathe,
hand in hand
with grace
and love
in harmony,
and above