Through the Gates of Time.....a smile upon her soul

She lingers lonely in the space that once was her home...

this ghost who awaits me

Un-alive she is 

Wandering the wood I travel to today

Aching for those she lost

Those who have walked through the gates of time

and left her here

In me, she sees something safe

She stands with me in photos shot in times of Beltane honor

I return today, again in Blessed Beltane Beauty

I return to remind her she can be free

Today, she lets the fire free her

Today, she glides through the gates of time

I shall bring her pretty ribbons for her hair

Shiny objects I gift to her

 so she may capture a glimpse of herself

Reflected in the shine, the truth she will know

The truth that it is time to move on

Time for her passage through those gates

Time to allow the release

Time to run home

to those she aches for

To those who moved past this deep physical pain

of being captive on a land no longer familiar

She shall return to those she loves

Through the gates of time

Today I return to offer my assistance

I will witness her crossing and transforming

her pain into joy

As she walks the path of the winding wood for the last time

Never to search again

Today she is found

by those she loves

As they meet her on the other side of the gates

she will present with ribbons in her hair

and a smile upon her soul

Free... she shall finally be

as she glides

Through the Gates of Time

My sharp pointed stick points to her, see her there in the corridor?

No Words

There are no words to heal the ills of the world, Dan knew this. It is one reason he chose to write and sing about love. We all cling to love.
I asked him for a song ....he sent Ghosts. A song about the past, the mystery, the invisible-ness of life.

We can not see a motive for such awful acts, we never will. There is no motive, there are only questions.

If we can not see it, does it exist? Only you can answer that for yourself. 
Is an evil thought more powerful than a pure one? 
Is one person more important than another? 
Why is there so much pain in the world? 
What do I do with all of this pain? 
How do I move forward, why should I move forward when things are so dismal? 
Why do I have to be here? 
How do I get out of here?

I want to go home!

I choose to send love out, vibe it out. I send peace to the hearts of all, and to my own heart as well. It is my mojo to send love and peace to the planet.

At a time like this, do your mojo..... practice your magic...be the love.
Be the peace, be yourself. Cling to the love and the peace. If we share it, others will follow...... one by one, inch by inch, day by day.

Be the peace you want to see in the world.

Send Peace

Nests Now Empty

A field full of trees with no leaves

Nests now empty awaiting the return

of life in the Springtime

Homes built of sticks and bits of paper discarded

Man's trash becomes nature's abode

Life shall return in the Springtime

These abandoned homes in the naked branches

call to me as I pass the fields in the bus I ride

Life in the Springtime, nests empty now, waiting

Empty space is the hope and promise of life to come again

Can I honor the empty places inside me?

Can I allow empty and wait for it to fill?

Bringing new life in the Springtime

I will allow the emptiness to teach me

I will fill my nests now empty with life

 In my Springtime

The Past

A friend I made
A dark friend
A revealing friend
A journey of trepidation
we began

She bestowed upon me
wisdom
through hindsight
She taught me that fear is
unnecessary as an enemy

Fear, we befriended together
AH! The peace I possessed
then
Standing in the healed fear
that froze me in my steps before...

I embraced my past
and she has proven
to be the steadfast companion
I was searching for

A subtle glance behind me
was the unreconciled  key
to allowing myself...
forward  movement