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The Sacred Vessel

Please enjoy this guest post by clay artist and poet Lynne McCarthy. The Sacred Vessel Your beautiful And tender Hands Mold me, As potter’s clay, I Spin On Wheel Till form take shape, And sacred Vessel My God Create— Pure and Gentle, Your hands Pinch and pull Till with clay, Soft and wet, Made Whole, […]

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Homeland

You enter the Soul Protection Program all the old identities gone the torture of being an agent of Kal* finally ceased.   You live in a kind of heaven a palace below a limitless sky distant blue mountains shimmer fat doves drink from a fountain. Now you work for the side of giving rather than […]

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Na Pali, Kauai

I Will Always Want You

I will always want you The Beloved says to me. I think back to my mother who didn’t When I was born The lovers who did But then left or I left them The employers who did But paid little and pushed hard And then disappeared The friends who I no longer see The wine […]

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Dwell in Love

I see a stunning scarlet poppy field backed by blue mountains, the beauty easing my being on a cold Monday morning. But then I look at the source of this image on my Facebook timeline and my sense of peace turns to ire. “How dare she post this with no credit to the photographer!” I […]

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The Bare Necessities of Life

Chloe Kyle, a participant in my writing class, wrote this inspiring essay. I invite you to journey with her as she discovers what’s truly important in life. In the dark of night, I find myself rigid with spinal pain once again, an experience that has dogged my life since an accident in my teens. My […]

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The Beloved’s House

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 […]

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All Is a Love Song

How Do I Listen to Thee?   In my morning practice I listen to the words and sentences And the whispers in between.   When a challenge arises in my day I listen to the quiet voice That helps me find my way.   While I work, Does my computer hum or grind? I listen. […]

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Live Your Dream

I walk room-to-room with a willowy woman who loves her cats. As we look over the garage, she talks of them, the ones from her past, who have died, and the two in her present life, who remind her of the past ones. She ticks off their names, so many cats that I grow confused. […]

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Five-Star Ambiance

As a travel writer, one of my duties has been to rate accommodations. Of course I have an ideal against which I measure all. These hotels or resorts possess a five-star ambiance. A room in such a place might have thick Persian rugs on maple floors, gold tile in the Jacuzzi bath and silk bed […]

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Own Your Power

Most every day I take a walk through the piñon-juniper forest surrounding my house. On today’s journey, I relish the quiet. Finches chirp and flit among the treetops, puffy clouds skate across the broad sky, and the azure Sandia Mountains stand tall in the distance. As I pass some horse stables, where the air smells […]

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