It is never too late…

We find our balance when we pause to see the way of our going. Life lived in perpetual motion is a life blinded by movement. We pause in order to steady ourselves. We steady ourselves in order to know more fully the path atop which we stand, and in the direction we face. Balance comes from our ability to pause, and we practice pausing through … Continue reading It is never too late…

Blind faith

Breathing you do I become full. Light penetrates the essence of the All that we might walk and see our way through dark spaces. It shows us the way; helps us find the cracks that lead us always there. Within. Freedom dwells at the core of the within. Through time and space has it been revealed, a reminder of eternity. We are vast inside of … Continue reading Blind faith

Día de Los Muertos: Mí ofrenda

It has been a while since my father has visited me, yet I feel him as though he is here. He is, differently. I am thinking about one time in particular when my father visited me. I was sitting on the couch watching TV when the front door just to the left of the TV and some feet behind, opened. There was bright light, penetrating. … Continue reading Día de Los Muertos: Mí ofrenda

Time immemorial

I’ve seen the face of gratitude. The mirror does not lie. I’ve turned it toward you. My reflection. You remind me of what I’ve forgotten. You listen to the remembrance of my core when I return again to truth. You are the stone upon which I have carved our meeting: April 5, 1975. I awoke in the wee hours of that morning. A cry let … Continue reading Time immemorial

The way has been made

I’ve danced with you because I’ve known no other way. I sit still at your feet where the touch of your garment is made easy. I reach always for you. The light. And the way is made clear. Within. You exist even when I forget my way, when my attention shifts and clarity goes confused. Then you call me. Your voice, an echo that the … Continue reading The way has been made

All is well

It comes cool to calm, like warmth over the chill of the cold. Peace. I welcome it the way I welcome gratitude bursting from the seams of my inner. This is the walk of my journey through this lifetime. I rise and I fall in seemingly the same moment. I give thanks and I cry for the way of my mind’s movement at times through … Continue reading All is well