Month November 2012

nurturing the pilgrim’s journey

life heals the vulnerable heart through the unexpected

the existential transiency in our day

when in doubt, everything tender is where to rest

floating up to heaven in divine discomfort…..

surrender to a kid’s messy magic

the poets string stars- dazzling in ancient dust

tripping over our own clumsy sorrows

clinging to the mast doesn’t save the boat

probing the inner maze of grace

running wildly into creative fire

forget happiness, go for ecstasy…..

rip the secrets from the heart & feed them to the soul

that crisp edge between alive & getting by

the deep saunter through longing