There is an ancient way that calls to me from deep within This, this is my future path lost to me on the horizon I feel the sacred among the old oaks that stand with me here And in the rhythm of the drumbeat my heart matches Starting the circle way, my feet softly walk with nature Though I’m lost to the destination, I find the route familiar A cricket calls my name and the rocks outline the trail as The hawk screams “You are here” and deer watch in silence I move toward the center and feel the earth pull me in There is power in each step to keep me moving through As I pause to lay the prayers of my family at the center of all things, I leave behind what was to focus each step on what will Shoulder to shoulder I stand with you, my new, unexpected tribe On the circle way together and alone, we walk this beautiful path Together, forever in this moment held gently in hands of the past Change moves through our souls to circle and embrace all
Category: Family
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ritual
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safety pin
I am a safe place I stand against Bigotry Misogyny Homophobia Indifference Ignorance Hatred I am a safe place I am a woman I am a man I am young I am old In love Of peace For justice About honor I am a safe place I am ready To defend you The other The different The innocent The immigrant My neighbor My friend I am a safe place For your wives For your daughters For your husbands For your sons Fathers Mothers Friends Others I am your safe place
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thanksgiving blessing
May those gathered around this table be at peace with each other forgiving and embracing forgiveness giving thanks and accepting thankfulness, loving and cherishing love and may the bounty set before us the bliss felt in this moment and the beauty of our love give us strength as we commit to bring this peace to the world
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something new
in a new pair of shoes or moving rhubarb to a sunnier location and shopping for new glasses (I really wanted round ones) it's obsessively obvious that I like change though that's not entirely true because I actually love it as long as I think the change is for the better or at least status quo in terms of making a difference even though there is some comfort in the routine things of life like plum blossoms and paychecks and smoothies and sunrises I have to say that not being able to change the every day on any day makes me think of wanting to part my head from my body so I can be free from the monotony of the endless rote happening around me although I know a bodyless head and a headless body would also get boring as well as being fairly ineffective so I keep some of the rut walking going while I let my imagination leave my sensibilities every moment I can and before the path I'm on gets too deep in the ground from the terminal back and forth I jump out and dance for a bit in the sun
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in the still
I sense a voice from time to time that the breathless still offers me A simple observation to my mind, A thought that only I perceive. It whispers underneath the quiet din: "Tell them what they need to know." "Just what is that?", I ask and then Silence wraps my heart and soul. That's all there is to the short exchange. I find perplexing, with curious walls Of audible grafitti that set the stage Where over again the small voice calls. So I live my simple life and love Friends and family far and near In the hope that one day knowledge flows To tell me all and make pathways clear. Tonight though, as I lay in my bed Between the worlds of thoughts and dreams, I thought I heard a voice that said: "Your life well lived is what they need."
