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Loving Beyond the Cliff Edge

We ride horses across the plains, the air bittersweet with sage and sunflowers. I tie my bay to a ponderosa, as my brother, sister-in-law, and niece secure their horses.   We hike to a cliff overlooking Coyote Creek, a pooling oasis that trickles down from the Turkey Mountains.   My brother hands me the box, […]

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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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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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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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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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The Old Lover

The old lover handsome in that rugged way comes to your table holds out his hand and asks you to dance.   You know you can follow that ancient desire into his arms two-step across the scuffed wood floor intoxicated by a mind-fogging cologne.   But then you remember how, in his aggressiveness, he steps […]

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