Raising Myself

​ Awaiting sunset Darkness forms it’s path Creating a horizon in a deep blue colored sea And the waves know they spread their mist and were ...

  Teachers say, “Now meditate,” then one sits down and one may think that one should imagine emptiness. That is not what is meant. What is m...

Isn’t it true that this mind here thinks a lot? It remembers, it plans, it thinks, it worries. It has been doing so for countless lifetimes,...

  Returning   I close my eyes I see myself in a field  Flowing dress with flowers- yellow buttercups  Butterflies 🦋 traveling with me To th...

  Perception unveiled boundaries Seeing unscathed at the edge of infinity So in the moment my steps move me Parallel  in time Why would I wa...

  My meditation this trip Here in Assisi  Amongst brothers sisters saints and preachers of the word and gospel - children of god sharing the...

 May the road rise to meet you May the wind be always on your back May the sunshine warm your face The rains fall soft upon your home May th...