Prose

Even the hospital is a role
A place to connect
But a role
Creates fear letting it go
I am but connection
And even as that space fills me
Time fills me with emptiness and
The small moments tp engage
To give to offer
Ans to be in the light is
Just enough
Sunrise to sunset
Any more than connecting moments create just to much space to ride time 

Prose

U know in a unique way coming to Christs love thru service and giving has grown 
the seeds the gospels speak about of seeds planted on the good ground.

I am here, I am authentic is my deep belief of goodness, and love and I pray m 
compassion...

And I can't find the path to get past the place it moves to sadness yet, I hold 
the emotion and it expands me, my heart is open and vulnerable in all my 
responses....to my friends, children and myself, even those I envision, I do so 
with a wide stretched jaw, a and in breathe  of compassion....


Smile, pray gods will is spronger than the sin inside me, I know resides,  my 
heart is like Christmas, I'm still giving the gifts and happy to just see people 
opening them, that will always be me, no matter where I'm standing !

In the light ! 

Mothers day

This morning as I sit with my daughter in corner bakery I think who created mothers 
day, and I think of you, , and all those who u have mothered year after year, 
held them in the womb of sacred space and birthed them into an awakening , 

"Jesus says u must be reborn into spirit to reenter the kingdom of heaven"

He also says

Who is my mother, who are my brothers, thy  who follow the  words of christ.

Happy mothers day !

Feelings in moment

My world is colorful, you know this, its love and flowers and god and giving and 
feeling and sometimes there is a storm, I feel like I can hold up the whole 
world, I can handle it all, just don't know about this one......

Am I makin a deal with the devil ? Or will it unfold that there is just no way 
to be with someone who says I can not be who I am ? 

I'm coming close to terms with that understanding and from this place things 
seem less emotional... But I'm not there yet......

Poem John Donahue

For A New Beginning

In out of the way places of the heart
Where your thoughts never think to wander
This beginning has been quietly forming
Waiting until you were ready to emerge.
For a long time it has watched your desire
Feeling the emptiness grow inside you
Noticing how you willed yourself on
Still unable to leave what you had outgrown.
It watched you play with the seduction of safety
And the grey promises that sameness whispered
Heard the waves of turmoil rise and relent
Wondered would you always live like this.
Then the delight, when your courage kindled,
And out you stepped onto new ground,
Your eyes young again with energy and dream
A path of plenitude opening before you.
Though your destination is not clear
You can trust the promise of this opening;
Unfurl yourself into the grace of beginning
That is one with your life’s desire.
Awaken your spirit to adventure
Hold nothing back, learn to find ease in risk
Soon you will be home in a new rhythm
For your soul senses the world that awaits you.

- John O'Donohue

Poem KMG

Dear lord-
 in my prayers, 
Ill be closer to you in the sunrise
Now let my heart open to the little one on the second grade field trip, let me 
be  close to you there.......

I prayer to be lead, to not lead
To give and not receive  for my gifts are many, within me, I can not know them 
but there is a knowing in the joy I feel, they are carried in the joy and spark,
 that is my blessing all within me....
Let me be your angel

Poem from Pema

Wandering in the world of desire involves looking for alternatives,
seeking something to comfort us—food, drink, people. The word desire
encompasses that addiction quality, the way we grab for something
because we want to find a way to make things okay. That quality comes
from never having grown up. We still want to go home and be able to
open the refrigerator and find it full of our favorite goodies; when
the going gets tough, we want to yell “Mom!” But what we’re doing as
we progress along the path is leaving home and becoming homeless. Not
wandering in the world of desire is about relating directly with how
things are. Loneliness is not a problem. Loneliness is nothing to be
solved. The same is true for any other experience we might have.

Pema Choden