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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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Playing Naked in the Poppy Field

  I say goodbye to a doll who wears a cotton dress and a pine-green coat her hair cut in one spot down to the roots, my 8-year-old attempt at being a hairdresser.   I also wave farewell to a teddy bear who I used hold in the night. He once played music but for […]

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Open to All

  It drifts in from the west a cloud, dark and churning. Sitting on a ridge top, we watch its drunken steps as it careens toward us.   Do we hunker down? Do we run for cover?   We stay still trusting the promise hidden within its vapor.   From my lips escapes a prayer: Please […]

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Eden in the Desert

In this desert where even the most sensuous kiss dries to a crisp where the greatest artwork, blows away in a dust devil, where even a tear drop sears to nothing in the relentless whirling of time, I call out to You.   With a heart desiccated as that giant saguaro corpse laid out black […]

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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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My Perfect Teaching

The pain in my stomach the wrangling with my neighbor the bills the restless winter nights, these are the water in which I learn to swim.   “Can’t I just stand on shore while You teach me?” the mind pleads.   “No.”   I dive in so the Beloved can show me how easily I […]

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The True Mansion

We think it is so solid, this gingerbread house with its cookie siding, chocolate wafer roof and frosting accents, when really it is only butter, sugar and spice.   The walls we try to lean on crumble away with slight pressure or melt to mush in a glass of milk.   Fortunately the true mansion […]

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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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House Built of Kisses

We live in a house built of kisses, each one bestowed by the Beloved’s lips.   Whether health or sickness, ultra-conservative or flaming liberal, lilting flute or barking dog, toxic swamp or crystalline lake, all are essential to the whole abode that coaxes and pushes us to the inner-most home.   Here we realize we are […]

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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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