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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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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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Dissolve into Love

The earthly details dissolve into the radiance of Love.

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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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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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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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Simply Be

  The mountain does not try to be majestic. It simply stands tall, letting the light and seasons play across its contours.   The river does not force itself to flow faster or uphill. It simply follows its own frolicking meander to the sea.   The sun does not compete with other stars in the […]

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