The Moon Serenades the Sun

  With every orbit my love waxes for You. The power of your brilliance awakens this dead rock.   In those times when I must go dark— hide behind our friend Earth the longing fills my craters my Plato, Copernicus, and Kepler, to the brim.   But when your effulgence again shines on my Sea […]

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The Glorious Saturation

When the rain pours down onto my shoulders and hair I run for cover. But in this desert there is no shelter except for a scrawny piñon or juniper tree.   I have no choice but to let the rain drench my t-shirt and shorts, soak into my skin and my very bones.   I […]

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Simply Be

  The mountain does not try to be majestic. It simply stands tall, letting the light and seasons play across its contours.   The river does not force itself to flow faster or uphill. It simply follows its own frolicking meander to the sea.   The sun does not compete with other stars in the […]

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Feed the Torrent

On this drought day when you ache for a full gushing thunderstorm yet only a spritz of rain cools your skin do not lose heart, my love.   In the monsoon season the splattering rain today feeds the great torrent of tomorrow.   So one day when you hardly expect it a billowing thunderhead will perch above […]

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The True Guide

I thought I knew the way having traveled this path long ago but no…I got lost in cryptic directions­: turn right at the T intersection left at the V.   All became muddled in duality.   Stopping in the middle I scream, “I don’t know where I’m going and I don’t know how to get […]

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Monsoon Lovemaking

You smell it on the breeze sweet scent of wet piñon and red dust blowing off an advancing thunderhead.   When the towering anvil arrives it casts bruised shadows, pelts all with frozen rain and thunders into your core.   You call on the Beloved hold steady through the storm. Parched desert softens, convictions evaporate.   […]

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Rogue River

  I can’t stop myself from singing Your love. It oozes from my every pore. Gag me, bind me, lock me in a cell. It still flows, like a rogue river bursting onto shore. Image: Wikipedia commons

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Born in Winter

If you were born and lived exclusively in winter you might believe that only gray skies and frozen fields exist. You might adapt and learn to love the shimmering flesh of snow. You might master throwing snowballs and appreciate sleeping long hours in the abundant darkness.   But you would not know the tender poppy […]

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Readers All In for “All In for Love”

  Dear Readers, The release of my new book All In for Love has been one of most exciting and fulfilling experiences of my life. Readers have written to tell me how the book has touched them and deepened their spiritual journey. Here are a few of the many five-star Amazon reviews and the link so […]

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Love with Impunity

Tentative love, like a bubble blown through a child’s wand. Pop, and it disappears.   It’s like the falling of all daisy petals with one single uttering of “He loves me not.”   Really, love, LOVE, is more like air always present. The more one exhales the more rushes in to fill our lungs.   […]

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