For Elizabeth Gilbert, Who Walked to the River’s Edge With Rayya

There is loss. It happens to us even as the soul knows nothing is missing. What we feel we lose has only been transformed, shifted, moved closer to the river. We sit there at its edge and contemplate the way of our going. Where are we going and how do we travel? What have we seen when the distance between the start and the ending … Continue reading For Elizabeth Gilbert, Who Walked to the River’s Edge With Rayya

Open to the way

In my mind do I travel with you there to the open space of the open road. I hold your hand that I might remember what Spirit feels like. I look inside your eyes to see the Light. The moon has a way of leading us, luring us into the spaces we’ve not before seen. You hold my secrets. Delicate. Strength. You carry my deepest … Continue reading Open to the way