Shed Your Shell

Oh crab with no permanent home you know truth that we inhabit shell after shell only as a means to our true identity.   You shed your home so readily. As you grow you take up a new conch or snail abode.   Only the Beloved can ease my grip on this temporary flesh and […]

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And For No Reason

Please enjoy this poem by the 14th-century mystic, Hafiz. And For No Reason And for no reason I start skipping like a child.   And for no reason I turn into a leaf that is carried so high I kiss the Sun’s mouth and dissolve.   And for no reason a thousand birds choose my […]

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The Sacred Vessel

Please enjoy this guest post by clay artist and poet Lynne McCarthy. The Sacred Vessel Your beautiful And tender Hands Mold me, As potter’s clay, I Spin On Wheel Till form take shape, And sacred Vessel My God Create— Pure and Gentle, Your hands Pinch and pull Till with clay, Soft and wet, Made Whole, […]

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The Most Beautiful Pumpkin

In the patch I find the most beautiful pumpkin. Shaped like a compressed heart, it is symmetrical with a charcoal stem orange of a desert sunset.   I will give it to my friend. He will put it on his table and be joyous at its splendor.   I search and search for one as […]

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The True Trailblazer

The trail I have trekked for countless lifetimes has washed away. The monsoon rain flooded and gushed through my inner canyon, dislodged heavy logs and gnarly brush obliterated all cairns all my carefully carved ways. Now I tread the streambed with You, hop from sandbar to sandbar climb over flotsam of my past as You […]

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The Inner Harvest

A stroll the the farmers’ market reveals the inner bounty.

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Cellmates

Please enjoy this guest post by my friend Logan Jo’el. Cellmates See them? Many have come, many have gone, yet among them we are. Curse them today, bless them tomorrow Still amongst you are they. Don’t run away from or despise them Hold them too tightly they may slip away from your grasp. Our Beloved […]

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We Fall So We Can Rise

On a cloudy autumn day I pedal my bike along a ridge to a hilltop strewn with piñon trees, distant mountains visible in every direction. Elation brims over within me. I turn my bike downhill on a crazy-fun romp. I bank turns, skirt around trees and grind though gravel patches. A broad smile stretches across […]

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Even the Rose Wilts

We think life should be a certain way– that is why we are dissatisfied. When we know that everything is exactly as it should be, that all is the Beloved’s beating heart we can be content.

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What You Imagine Manifests

We lounge in a meadow near a babbling brook a lone cloud inching across a sapphire sky.   It has a head, my friend says pointing to the cloud. Yes, I say, as I see the canine snout protrude and a curve form along the jaw.   There’s an eye! The pinhole opens. And tail! A wisp […]

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