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Cure the Past

Out of seemingly nowhere it comes a dust devil racing across the desert swirling up an image from a week, a month— ten, twenty, thirty years ago.   It’s suddenly alive, a fighting bull breathing fire: the thing your mate or child or mother said or did or didn’t say or do that knocked you to […]

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This Moment Determines All

Just now, under the frozen earth the seed awakens. Its heart begins a faint thump, thump, and its tiny hands tucked in tight tremble with a life ready to burst forth in spring.   So do I, kissed by a warming sun feel the pulse of new energy beat within.   What do I do […]

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The Eternally Bright Day

That hurt that stops you like a bear trap, metal teeth cutting to the bone is really but a raindrop on a hot rock. It sizzles and then evaporates.   But the mind tells the story of pain and blood, and a cold winter storm until the hurt becomes a bomb dropped on the city […]

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The True Ruler

You are the true ruler of the only free world, elected every moment you enter the now.   Imbibe of the Beloved’s power and grace within, and then lead wisely.   Instill each second with the generosity of the sun giving its warmth without expectation; the harmony of the planets, each one unique while orbiting together; and the […]

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United by Our Essence

Oh virga, blue curtain in the sky I envy you. Suspended there in the glowing light never do you fall upon the ground, swirl down the drain, or lose yourself in a muddy puddle.   Instead your icy tendrels simply evaporate.   But I am a river riding across the contours of this rocky earth as the […]

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My Memory Is for My Beloved

  My memory is for my Beloved. Mind wants to use it to… ride the merry-go-round of the past, dwell on playground kisses and slaps, count my Monopoly money.   Actually… If memory were a book each page would only contain His image.   If memory were a movie every frame would be filled with […]

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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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