Month: January 2014

  • Differing Perspectives

    Years ago I found the word pewambic on a note on my bedside table.   I called a friend and asked her if she was familiar with the word.   She thought it had something to do with pottery.   I told her that in a dream snippet,  I was on my haunches and doing something in front…

  • The Children’s Primer

    When I change my life things will be better for I will be smarter. I will have learned to be nice to myself and tell me how good I am and then I can tell you how good you are. And together we will make the world better. When I change my life and I…

  • Evolution II: To Run Like The Wind

    The new man emerges casting his light which only intensifies the old man’s sterility. No more can dogmas that gave unsubstantial testimony to the old man prevail. No more need the old man’s impotence be the young man’s burden. The threatening shadows have dissipated, revealing the old man’s vulnerability. Out of the sunlight emerges the…

  • Morning Sun Dance

    It sometimes is very hard to convince someone that what you see is really so.  What I have seen are icicles on the pines.     We are in Florida so this was  difficult for those close to me to believe .   This morning I ran for my cell phone which I do not clearly understand…

  • The Nymph And The Divine Self

    The nymph within took the hand of my divine self and lifted me high in the pines. Straight toward the place my heart does rest. So high, she said, so high and out too far. Did you see them I asked and I took hold of my divine image and plowed the clouds. I wait…

  • Do You Hear?

    Do I have more minutes to finish?   There was no time for answers because the little one with a dash was out of sight.   In a few minutes he was back and announced,  I finish.   Having learned to wait while private things were finished,  I waited again while he proceeded to his room. I followed…

  • A Shout To The World

        I would fairly shout to the world that we sit in the lap of eternity, the mother lode of time. Eternity has held us close and whispered in our ear the soothing sounds of love. Eternity promises us peace at the altar of hard work and much prayer. It will give us what…

  • To Ponder Anew

    Man clings to many things in this world that no longer have a place.   It is his security blanket full of philosophical holes. It does no good to see all sides of an issue when the heart is concerned with only one side. Man holds out with what is his divine self, trying against all…

  • We Break Bread

    I have broken bread with old friends for what seems to be many centuries. We continue our conversations begun when yet we were in other  times and were other people. But it has been,  you see, only a minute. We bring to mind all things old and some things new. ‘Twas but a quirk of…