Wildflower, the spark ignites within. The Sun’s rays warm you and with great exuberance you break free of the dark, crusty earth and bloom. As storm clouds rumble and spring winds swirl you bend and sway in a hula of love.
It seems its only job is to thwart me, that illness that shrivels my strength to a crinkly rose petal that neighbor whose threats break down doors into may past where I once huddled shivering that job that presses like a spring gale always wanting more. But when I call on the Beloved I see. . […]
Please enjoy this guest post by JoHanna Hartwig Threads Do we know the threads that bind the inner weavings of the soul? We theorize, mentalize, and cognize and yet mind cannot grasp. The Weaver weaves patiently in rooms above the mind. Rooms flooded with pristine reflections, Rooms vibrating with singing threads, We dance the ballet […]
It calls as though from a great distance light years and galaxies away. It whispers, quiet as the rustle of a raven wing, “Come.” And when I listen yet more closely It explains how. Between thoughts arrives the map and a compass needle pointing Home. “Follow the beating pulse of your joy the arc […]
The dew drop forms on a pear blossom glistens in first light trembles in a breeze slips onto a lizard tongue and loses itself in giving.
The moon observes the shifting tides high, low through day and night phased not but fully aware that all responds to its gravity. P.S. Enjoy The Inner Adventure posts in your own email box. I invite you to subscribe below. Image: depositphotos.com
On a moonless night it seems they harm me that mate sister brother mother father friend neighbor stranger. With a look a word a finger a fist— slayed. But the Beloved reveals no thing no one can. Soul in its glory is impervious as the sky. Only I through what I hold dear […]
“Your fidelity to love, that is all you need. No day can then match your strength.”—Hafiz I open the email from the Santa Fe District Court, and suddenly my heart starts pounding and my palms grow moist. As morning sun peeks into my office I read the summons to a hearing about our community well. […]
Each cell in my body a micro of the macro. Each moment I practice ease of movement inner and outer with my Beloved.
Please enjoy this guest post by my friend Logan Jo’el. Open Heart The Beloved speaks when we are ready to listen. Close your ears and open your heart. Only through Him is pain made into a sunrise beyond time. Cease your motion in searching, Where does one go when nothingness is our abode? Look, how […]