Tag Archive: poetry

Just Dare…

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Just Dare Dare to re-invent yourself when you don’t know what that looks like yet. Dare to dream bigger than you feel comfortable dreaming. Dare to love unreasonably, even if you have been… Continue reading

The Healing Fields – An Equinox Psalm

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the healing fields – equinox psalm   how does healing happen? is it…forgetting a little at a time that which hurts and waking up one morning just feeling a little bit lighter is… Continue reading

Yanking On Your Calling

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Blessings to each of you this day. Sometimes this is what it takes. A yank. If you want some support in your creative yanking – come on over HERE for The Red Key… Continue reading

Hard Times Require Furious Dancing – a new book by Alice Walker

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Alice Walker is known throughout the world as not only a great writer but an activist and a woman who shares the inner turmoil and outer struggles of her life. Readers admire her ability to bare her heart and soul, but to also speak out about the world as she sees it, often becoming a catalyst for change.

Holding My Stress In A Teacup

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I forgive myself.

I forgive my self for all I cannot do.
I forgive myself for what I said I would do but didn’t.
I forgive myself for what I want to better but cannot right now.
I ask forgiveness of those who are affected when I cannot do what I say I will.
I have compassion on what others said they would do but didn’t

Ballad of a Hopeless Optimist – Twenty-Ten

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Though the storms of doom will rage against our bright windows opened to the day

And the perils of Main street and Wall street bid us foreboding while we linger under feather coverlets

While the headlines glorify mayhem and madness, we shall leap forward with red shoes made for dancing

We, a people of an unreasonable dream, will not be undone. Our very bones are made for this bright longing.

This faith which against the odds of empty houses, white houses, houses of financial ill repute and houselessness.

This faith will see us through and cause us to throw open our doors to our futures and shout

DAY! We cometh forth from the depths of yester-year! We will wear orange dresses and feathered hats,

READY OR NOT! HERE WE COME!

And while we claim the wreckage still piling up in the junkyard of ‘soul work’ still to be done

We shall not be put under the tires of commerce or commercial or cynicism

We cannot be talked out of our joy!

Mama's Chickens – For Alice Walker

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For Alice Walker Mama’s Chickens Sitting with her chickens she contemplates their work and their rest her beingness blessed by their beingness holding one golden eyed golden red feathered hen in her arms… Continue reading