Wander

Here’s to the souls that yearn for movement and to the girls that dance to the beat of their own tune. Stretching their voices to be heard by their songs, by their touch and by their hearts which speak the language of movement.To the girls that wander to see, hear and feel the poetry in everything. To the magnificence of the oceans blue to the tall dance of sea grass as it whispers in the wind. Hold your freedom inRead more

Unpredictable

Fate is an unpredictable mistress. She paints a world of shadows. I stood against her and her tides of despair. Fanning the fields of hope, realizing that she was a joke, that I was the joke. Painted faces reflect in the mirror, a golden man lie on my shore His cascading smile, iridescent liquid pearls bleed across my breast. No elbow room at his feeding trough. Ironing wrinkled fields of disenchantment. Writing notes of the joke which is she. StoriesRead more

We Blew Bubbles and then…

Hello everyone, I mentioned in an earlier post about living in the moment and that I might be blowing bubbles and flying kites. Well we did blow bubbles and my little guy here loves hunting Easter eggs so much that we kept on long after the hunt was over, as you can see in these videos. It is the little things in life which bring my heart pure joy – this little boy. To heal it is important to searchRead more

Good Friday 

Easter weekend has arrived. It is a gorgeous spring day here in Southwest Michigan and I am taking advantage of it. I love to be outside in nature which is soothing to the soul. This weekend I am working on a little deck project. Healing comes in many different ways which I discovered on my journey as a healer. I like to do things in the spur of the moment and today I decided I would drive to Home DepotRead more

July

July 18, 2016 I wondered what it was like for you that day. How it must have felt as the raging river sucked you in smashing the violets in your pocket. I wondered how it felt when the river bottoms bone crushing grip around your neck raped you of your youth. How did it feel when your home was being invaded by a squatter holding your lungs for ransom? I wondered what you must’ve felt inside as death’s icy gripRead more

Poetry Cafe

If I were to write a little story about the man, it would start a little something like this: He stood behind the microphone his poetry smooth, his smile opalescent pearls of liquid white gleamed as his eyes caught mine, his magic had caught me. In this moment I knew that this man, this tall dark and handsome was for me as his velvety words rolled off his tongue straight into my heart.Read more

Fly

  One wing broken. A little token of words spoken. Remnants from a heart broken. Attempts to fly in vain. Dragged down by the pain. Struggle to regain. The roué pretentious. Machination on the sly. The sword of truth lay on the path To Sever what’s broken Balance regained. One wing remained The Moon whispers faith. The Sun promises hope. The Stars inspire dreams With all three in hand A chance is taken. Recovery of flight without fright. Strength restored,Read more

I Once Knew

I once knew a girl whose heart sang in freedom as she’d dance with the wind and sing in the rain with wild abandon and sheer delight. Knees to the earth in respect for the mothers magic. Lying bare and naked between earth’s bosom silently she spoke from the deepness of her heart. The magic of the trees belonged with to her a curious sprite with the never-ending questions and always a “why?” this girl that I loved, what aRead more

The potion

The potion is the emotion. No fixer or elixir. Just feign the pain. Mask the task. Let love flow, Let love go. Emotions tumble, rumble and crumble. Pain from going against the grain. Heart aching, Heart breaking. Motion is the potion. DLHouseholder_poetryRead more