I did not come here to convince you of anything I don't sing or write to make the pathways in your brain smootherTo help you think betterOr more precise I did not come here to teach you how to thinkHow to use your mindNor invite you to peer inside my own headAnd rewire the stringsSo … Continue reading I Did Not Come Here to Convince You of Anything
poetry
What Really Makes You Well?
There is a book on my desk titled"What Really Makes You Ill?"That I bought last month for the hell of itThinking perhaps I could be further enlightenedAs to the inner workings of illnessAnd perhaps further cure myselfBut as I lay here with a sore throatAnd those words are the closest in sightI realize I don't … Continue reading What Really Makes You Well?
The Witch’s Eyebrow
My Scarlett O'Hara bitchy eyebrow has been a mood since 5th gradeBack when I had a major crush on the smart kidAnd he told me I looked like a witchAnd I just didn't know how to handle that information It's hilarious, really,That I objected to his commentWhen clearly,I have always had the makingsOf the local … Continue reading The Witch’s Eyebrow
Your Dark Goddess – A Song
A song came to me last month on the new moon while I was ovulating. I had recently read Dancing in the Flames: The Dark Goddess in the Transformation of Consciousness by Marion Woodman and Elinor Dickson, which prepared me for the major life upheavals which swifty followed. It shed light into dark places of … Continue reading Your Dark Goddess – A Song
August 26
What would you do If there was no one to stop you? What would you say If you could speak your whole truth? There are less rules than we think there are Ignore all the noise, look into your heart You'll find a light to lead you in the dark Your way will be made … Continue reading August 26
go back to the mist
Go back to the mist from whence you came. Go back to that ancient realm where everything is energy and you are simply an unimagined dream; the non-existence before conception; merely potential, and nothing more. Go back to being what cannot touch me, what cannot thrill me, what cannot leave me, what cannot hurt me. … Continue reading go back to the mist
fear is the great enemy
Fear is the great enemy, yet we regard it as our friend. We defend fear at every turn while turning our backs on our neighbors. If perfect love casts out fear, then fear cannot be associated with a loving God. Either God is loving and merciful, or He is not. I will not let the … Continue reading fear is the great enemy
new moon
The stars shine brightest when the moon is dark and empty. See them all, a billion dreams to choose from. Pick one as a seed, drop it in the fertile moon and watch it grow. Soon you'll see that this one dream will light up the night brighter than all the stars combined. This is … Continue reading new moon
I am not
I am not your sun: I do not make your flowers grow. I do not give you warmth and glow. I am not your moon: I do not light up your night and I do not control your tides. I am not your fire, nor am I your rain. Neither earth nor wind am I, … Continue reading I am not
the path
Anger can never sustain you. It serves you by urging you to move when you need to. But once in motion, you must find a new fuel before you become merely a tool of the unstable combustion of volatile emotions, before you feed the very monster you wish to defeat. If happiness is what you … Continue reading the path
