A moonbeam crossed my path the other day and a magpie flew by with construction material in his beak. Broad daylight extending the ways...

We shaman types scare people in the same way schizophrenics do. Our worlds involve relationships with the invisible and the ‘inanimate’,...

They said your head was in the clouds. It was actually in the stars. You still are. You just made yourself small, to feel seen and forgot...

We are as entwined together as roots to ground. When we feel ripped apart, we roar. Can’t you see? Root into me, he, she Wrapping around...

Where water meets sky along a horizon And the waves lick the low setting sun They need not say a thing to each other. The love is in the...

They come, the Old Ones and the newly dead ones They come on the wind They come on the rivers From the ground they cleaved and called...

Prayed into Existence Poured into Being The cantor now sings me through Note by note, calling the Becoming and the Return. #Divine #One...

I dreamed a dream that really wasn’t God said, painting himself blue so I’d know who was who, “we really are going home this time. I...

I wanted a bath in Hafez today To make a raft for the body and ease the spirit Each poem, each page though was overlaid with images of...

The wine tastes bitter sometimes. Like the dandelion, though, It will help you grow. Sip a little, make the squinty sour-face if you...