the inner nagging over the merit of our days

the moment of blooming into surrender…

the spontaneous healing of a tired soul

show up for grace & collect surprises along the way

the spiritual hunger raging in a storm

art as the anecdote to the overrated boxy life

awakening to the world in the cradle of the heart

tiny prayers mirror tiny beauties in a magnanimous life

sidling past the soporific lure of spiritual bypassing

beyond the origins of prayer…the underbelly of poetics

wholeness emanates from saying yes

the sound of heartache with a lovely harmony

unraveling the healing in-between our life stuff

the gentle art of finding shells & finding souls

the tiny seed hidden under a wintered soul