Lesley S. King

Dear Readers, The time has come. My new book is available on Amazon. I invite you to click here in order to read the first chapter, or simply get a copy of the book. Here’s what it’s about: High on a New Mexico mesa top in a tiny mud hut, Lesley King, while on assignment […]

We stand like that tree with lovers’ hearts, buddys’ brands and lone travelers’ musings, incised long ago now distorted into burnt wounds.   Their original meaning is lost in the sap and bark of ages and yet ready in any moment to bleed across our Now, obscuring all truth.   Only the Beloved can turn […]

I hold Arjuna in my lap pry open her mouth. She jerks away and races around the house.   “I will not hurt you,” I plead. “It is just medicine to make you well so you can dance in life’s joy.”   So the Beloved whispers to me each day as that Power pries open […]

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. . […]

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. […]

The Beloved allows us to be. No pushing, no force those are of the mind. The divine Power offers all with an open palm encourages us to unwrap the next gift but with no pressure.   As the Beloved of my micro I can do so as well. I can allow these lower bodies physical, emotional, mental […]

Oh unutterable utterance Unrepeatable repetition when my heart drops down to my gut and they mate in their pain how I long for You.   As night closes in and cold hardens the leaves the lower lovers entwine. Dungeon doors clang closed as they couple on dank cement with only a simple grate opening upon a black sky.   […]

Please enjoy this guest post by my friend Colleen Buchanan. Unbeknownst to us, as we ate dinner recently, our daughter choked on a green bean. By the time we realized what was happening, she was already turning purple. The look on her face was sheer terror. My husband jumped into action and performed the Heimlich […]

In the patch I find the most beautiful pumpkin. Shaped like a compressed heart, it is symmetrical with a charcoal stem orange of a desert sunset.   I will give it to my friend. He will put it on his table and be joyous at its splendor.   I search and search for one as […]