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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Homeland

You enter the Soul Protection Program all the old identities gone the torture of being an agent of Kal* finally ceased.   You live in a kind of heaven a palace below a limitless sky distant blue mountains shimmer fat doves drink from a fountain. Now you work for the side of giving rather than […]

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The Perfect Storm

This guest poem by Michael Hock illustrates how my life feels these days. The Storm Inside Where once it was lightning and thunder cataclysm, the final convulsion that turned my wheel, as if Armageddon catastrophe, must herald the truth my longing has gentled me. Now change comes with falling leaves how sunset plays with light. Fire and […]

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Hunting for Love

Not this mushroom. Not that mushroom. Not this. We come upon a spring mossy, trickling, draped violet blossoms and a clear pool. Nothing matters but this transcendent Beauty. Suddenly the desired mushroom— the Boletus— appears.

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Right in Soul

The call comes while I sit on a friend’s patio eating lunch. It’s from the artist who rents the studio on my land. “Your neighbor called the county inspector. He’s here citing me for a code violation.” I take a breath and call on the Beloved. “Your neighbor was here too, threatening me during my […]

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