A Riser You Become
You were a warrior when young Then the world crouched in and a worrier you became And then you stood up and the world crouched out And Riser you became Regardless of the world, regardless of naysayers, of unconscious ones A Rise you became Rise I rise Rising like the...
When Pee Becomes A Pleasant Distraction
I thought I was helping a friend over the phone when he interrupted me abruptly. I didn’t mind the interruption. I didn’t mind the abruptness. But the tone of voice was harsh, almost angry, and definitely impatient – and I felt hurt. My solar plexus hurt. I did the...
When Does the Killing Stop?
I hesitated to post this piece because increasing the polarity is not my intention, but there is a lot of frustration and sadness and wonder of why we don't have sane gun control measures in this country is. My greater need is to understand. Understand why people are...
On Compassion for Caregivers ~ The Angels of Earth
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Honoring Trees and Loved Ones
This was first written twenty years ago after my dad passed on This March 29th is the anniversary Peace unto you and yours, wherever you or they may be Honoring Trees and Loved Ones To become comfort unto ourselves There is nothing else but us We are all here Those in...
Follow Your Dot: Finding Peace Amidst the Chaos
This past holiday season, I walked into a store, and while listening to their jazzy holiday songs piped over the sound system, I waited for the clerk to help me. After half an hour, the energy drained from my body. I craved to do nothing for a long time. Nothing. It...
The Puzzle of Gratitude: Is it Just Another Platitude?
A few weeks ago, I received an email from a pastor asking me to speak at her church. I asked her if she had any suggestions and she wrote, “How about gratitude?” I paused and then wrote back. “"Well, that's funny. Gratitude? I have a lot of anger and resentment these...
When You Are a Caregiver, Where Does the Art Fit In?
Holy Ground It doesn’t. It doesn’t. And if you’re someone like me, who needs a good amount of mental spaciousness and a place free of clutter, so your mind and imagination can soar, then it never fits in. It doesn’t. But you dutifully try until you wonder if you even...
A Three Prayer
Branches Threes Lead Three dreams Three wishes Three wise men The triple Goddess Sundari Saraswati, Kali, Lakshmi Om aim, srim, hrim The Father, the Son, and the Holy Ghost Threes grace this day And Lead my Way ~ Elizabeth Welles
Poem A Day
Footsteps in the Sand There is time And there is time beyond time When the door is open Doors that swing back and forth Between Soul and Earth and God and Good In the secret compartment of the Heart There is an inner chamber Known to the Keeper of Time It opens and...