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Dance to the Song Within

A tap on my shoulder signals me to step into the center of a circle of partygoers. This is a dance-off on an autumn Sunday night. A thin, bearded man has also been tagged and now stands in front of me. I start moving in an odd way, what feels like Elaine’s notorious dance on Seinfeld. I’ve never been […]

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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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All In for Love

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 […]

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The Wrinkle Road

My wrinkles are the roads I have wandered in this life, the paths up mountains and through valleys. This body, one mere day hike in the great landscape of eternity. Photo: Depositphotos.com

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Call Pain’s Bluff

What if I call pain’s bluff? What if I look it in the eye and say I am not afraid of you?   Do what you will. You are only pain. You cannot harm me, nor kill me.   For I am not this body with its pinches, burns and aches; the emotions with their […]

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We Are Gypsies

The mind wants to know where we’re going what inn we’ll sleep in tonight. It wants to know what diner we will eat in and what’s on the menu too.   But really we are gypsies we are Bedouins traveling the great distance each day a surprise oasis in the desert a gift in its […]

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Shed Your Shell

Oh crab with no permanent home you know truth that we inhabit shell after shell only as a means to our true identity.   You shed your home so readily. As you grow you take up a new conch or snail abode.   Only the Beloved can ease my grip on this temporary flesh and […]

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We Fall So We Can Rise

On a cloudy autumn day I pedal my bike along a ridge to a hilltop strewn with piñon trees, distant mountains visible in every direction. Elation brims over within me. I turn my bike downhill on a crazy-fun romp. I bank turns, skirt around trees and grind though gravel patches. A broad smile stretches across […]

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Harmony of the Whole

On my morning walk through the piñon forest surrounding my house I suddenly note a sharp pain in my knee. It is on the inner part just below my kneecap. I call on the Beloved and get the sense to adjust my gait so that I am not so forward. The pain eases enough so […]

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Why We Are Here

“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. […]

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