first step

This is love: to fly toward a secret sky, to cause a hundred veils to fall each moment. First let go of life. Finally, to take a step without feet. Rumi

shapeshifter

April changes shape like a drop of water down a window pane.

Bird’s Children

Children born between words holding jeweled feathers. Left facing ruby suspended… a bird’s eye view of rec-tangled flags hanging on a wing and a prayer.

Valuing What Matters

“August: You know, somethings don’t matter that much…like the color of a house…But lifting a person’s heart–now that matters. The whole problem with people–“ Lily: They don’t know what matters and what doesn’t… August:…They know what matters, but they don’t choose it…The hardest thing on earth is to choose what matters.” Sue Monk Kidd, The […]

holding the centre

Holding the centre Redbird glows blue. A lace scribbled mandala dissolves into falling water finding the Birthplace of swirling stars.

heart flowers

In every heart there is a coward and a procrastinator. In every heart there is a god of flowers, just waiting to stride out of a cloud and lift its wings. The kookaburras, pressed against the edge of their cage, asked me to open the door. Years later I remember how I didn’t do it, […]

Time Watching Bird

A bird. Rests. Blue water nest. Enveloped in words. Feeling feathers, string and steel. Waiting and weighted. Spinning a web, a mandala, as birds watch Time.

Seeing Sounds

Sound has a profound effect on the senses. It can be both heard and felt. It can even be seen with the mind’s eye. It can almost be tasted and smelled. Sound can evoke responses of the five senses. Sound can paint a picture, produce a mood, trigger the senses to remember another time and […]

care (full)

What is this life if, full of care, We have no time to stand and stare. No time to stand beneath the boughs And stare as long as sheep or cows. No time to see, when woods we pass, Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass. No time to see, in broad daylight, Streams […]

bright yellow shadows

Birds Appearing In A Dream One had feathers like a blood-streaked koi, another a tail of color-coded wires. One was a blackbird stretching orchid wings, another a flicker with a wounded head. All flew like leaves fluttering to escape, bright, circulating in burning air, and all returned when the air cleared. One was a kingfisher […]