The Most Valuable Possession

The ability to stay centered in the Love during an attack— that is valuable, much more than any material possession or worldly achievement.

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The Pure House

I must caulk around the lintels patch the roof paint the walls shim the doors fix the leaky faucet confront the pack rats.   I hold my breath the geyser of impatience ready to spew. I must get it done so I can have peace. The Beloved draws me up into His arms, whispers in […]

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Sounderella

I always wanted someone to steal me away on a grand sailboat to a tropical isle, with palms and a turquoise bay, or in a plane over lofty peaks to wildflower meadows where butterflies play.   I longed to leave my desert the pain of this anvil heart the boredom of my heavy-metal playlist, find […]

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Calamity Turns Aside

Dear Adventurous Souls, I am turning the The Inner Adventure posts into a book. In order to do this, I returned to the blog’s early days, a time when my outer life crumbled in order to be built anew. Here is one story from that time. Enjoy! If, like the prophet Noah, you have patience […]

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Forever Nourished

Please enjoy this poem and painting by my friend Joie Villeneuve. Forever Nourished Sweet Hungry Egret In the yard. Pond Full of fish Vacant. Farewell dear Sweet orange And yellow finned ones. Nourish the winged one On its journey. Painter and poet Joie Villenueve creates from her connection with the Beloved. “They are love songs,” […]

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Lit from Within

Please enjoy this poem by an Inner Adventure reader. Camping Inside, inside this tent You embrace me. I have come full circle without, within, with You. Let us leave together. All behind now. Only One singular love. —Anonymous Image: istockphoto.com If you would like to receive The Inner Adventure posts directly in your email box, […]

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The Lover Appears

At dawn I sit on the porch with my Lover. We sip licorice tea and listen to robins chirp and doves coo.   During the day we work together— sweep the floors cook fennel with snow peas, even the mundane tasks joyful because we are together.   We collaborate on creative projects like this poem. […]

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Naked on the Throne

Please enjoy this poem and image by Ariana Harley Naked on the Throne I have worn the costume of politician beggar housewife doctor of killer soldier cook and thief. You have known me as mother lover child stranger. But I don’t want to play Halloween any longer. Teacher, deafen my ears to finally hear Sound. […]

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When Seasons Collide

Fluttery white flakes caress chive blossoms. Piñon smoke licks baby grass. Winter unites with spring birthing Love.

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Harmony of the Whole

On my morning walk through the piñon forest surrounding my house I suddenly note a sharp pain in my knee. It is on the inner part just below my kneecap. I call on the Beloved and get the sense to adjust my gait so that I am not so forward. The pain eases enough so […]

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