Lesley S. King

Let’s take the Mother Road, Tasting en route the sparking-fat diners the creaky court motels, where we’ll lay waste to the flesh, and carve our initials in the illusion of love, Knowing the real thing waits within ignited by our Friend, Who’s driving us Home.

This is The Inner Adventure’s first fictional publication, a short story by one of my writing class participants. It is an adventurous journey into love’s great flow. The Waterfall: Finding a Power Within a short story by Theresa Dunford The day he told me he loved me was also the day I learned he was […]

“We have a human body in order to discover our own spiritual essence, and for no other reason. We are not down here simply to create a family, we do not incarnate just to work on an assembly line, and we are not here merely to find the ideal mate or to wear beautiful clothes. […]

Winter Spring Summer Or Fall All you have to do is call And I’ll be there. You’ve got a Friend.—James Taylor

Dive Soul-First into Love In every moment I suspend thought image the Beloved and act from that vibration of pure love knowing that I am It.   Happy New Year, and thank you for sharing your Inner Adventure with me. Image souce: http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn21/mattbaker64/CliffDiver.jpg

  Rime Ice Aspens shot in the Sangre de Cristo Mountains above Santa Fe

I call on the Beloved and easily sign my name on an agreement to lease out my late mother’s house. While the new tenants sign, I glance at the kitchen where we stand, its white counter and clean paint. Though darkness settles out the window, here all is bright. But later, back at my own […]

So often in our days we gaze downward. Look what can happen with a simple change of viewpoint.   Image: Nordski Trail, Sangre de Cristo Mountains, Santa Fe, NM

I trek through a forest of dead imagery Clutch great oaks that wither to dust Search for answers in pools of my tears To one day breathlessly Meet the One who guides me to The Land of Eternal Radiance Where the squawking crows quiet The thunderous pulse slows Imperatives dissolve into mist As my being […]

Although the road is never ending take a step and keep walking, do not look fearfully into the distance… On this path let the heart be your guide for the body is hesitant and full of fear.—Rumi Panorama: Ojo Caliente, NM