With the gentle push of light
we are spilling over into thought
carefully awakening to rise
in the way of the universe-
we gather our memories and mementos of dreams,
sift through to carry into the first steps
only the best of the best.
We leave behind the dark corners,
places where chaos and misery grumble
amongst themselves the importance
of right and wrong
we close our ears to the negative
to clear space for the positive to flow.
The time tolling startles
and we hastily rise to stand,
a warrior stance to the coming day
knowing we can only be ourselves
when healing the mind of doubt,
we breathe in and out amidst the glow
of a healing sun that rises,
feeling the calm like a washing wave
carrying us into the first moment of now.
Grateful for the time afforded
to begin again in being,
in slipping into the ether of peace,
below the ghost of a lingering moon.


Through contrasted realities
dark and light come together
creating a balance needed,
the yin and yang of life.
A karmic procession filters scenes
as what is and is not merge
becoming one to be
all that is.
Seasons shaping images
yesterdays and todays live in storage
swept up on gentle breezes
and tucked away,
love notes from the universe to be burned
to give warmth,
preserving life.
For all is love in form when given,
shared amongst the chilled
that wait with arms out to grasp,
begging for a sign
that life has not forsaken,
that precious drops will quench the thirst
of a drought torn soul
in need of redemption.
We rise in times
an oasis mirage of joy
materializing from nothing but dreams
and manifested in the most imagined,
to see it and become,
a balanced giving form.

Watched Scrooge last night, the version with Alastair Sim from the 50’s and I just love the thrill I get when he wakes, almost like a madman rushing around and mumbling, laughing and dancing. It brings my heart joy each time ❤ He donated his body to science when he died, I hope they used it to learn how to recreate that joy from his brain. (I like to think Gene Wilder took notes from him….eerie similarities in his acting….thinking Willie Wonka and the Chocolate Factory of course). Peace and love and off to work kids, see ya.

Breaking dawn….

Shedding the skin of dreams ending,
peel back the softest blanket
and emerge into the calm of a new day
as light breaks into the thoughts
giving life to the awareness
of a morning emerging.

Memories of voices weave their way
like a beautiful basket of love created
and holding the thoughts in endless depths,
the bottomless favorites saved
and packed away into the boxes of the heart.

Breaking dawn finds my mind
swirling about delicately
and gathering my mood of lightness and joy,
I am ready to begin again
as this beautiful day finds me waiting,
with a serene smile
and a knowing that it’s all so good,
it’s gonna be amazing
just wait and see.

A beautiful day to all, woke feeling calm and refreshed and images of a big bright sun, like a sweet orange, peeling the outer edges to reveal a sweetness found ❤ ❤ ❤