When the communication runs safe and deep…something priceless become available : the essential mystery, beauty and wisdom that all souls embody…

Despite outward appearances, I have lived a life of opaque poetry,

spoken in the quiet drawl of someone who preferred solitude…

We have a language: not of the tongue, but of the heart and soul…

It’s no new news - the spaces between us are crowded with walls of mistrust and need for protection…

The function of the imagination is to visualize/create new destinations for thought, awareness and expansion…

This morning I watched my neighbor step out onto her muddy front lawn dressed to the nines…

As many have said, “Know Thyself” is ground zero for all emotional and spiritual quests…

If I were a pilgrim, I would start my journey with the commitment to stop every time I heard the heartbeat of the Universe…

There was a singular event that happened in my early teens when this experience occurred and became a North Star for my life…

Success is…

a wave that makes it to the shore…

Over the first 20 years I watched the poem billow into a tome of a million words…

It only takes one…

one person in this crazy world…

We live in a threshold moment –– a time when the long arc of consequence

has finally arrived…

I bow down and give thanks for any part of Today…

May I live a life informed by curiosity & courage, crafted by honest choices…