Poems & Blog

This morning I sit with the gift of space resting on my empty lap Meditation pulls True from the Un-True And this illusion of life a...

Watching the evergreens counter Bowing to audible winds Their branches graceful and strong Puts one in a rhythmic trance Moving this way...

Why do we feel so small when we are a part of it all? Red cardinal taking seed from that generous bird feed While furry black paws slide...

What is our relationship to our physical body? How are we in relationship with it right now? Are we responding in a resistant way if it...

Some time last March, my husband was meditating out behind our yard into an open field that had recently been cleared for future...