Sweet Darkness

When your eyes are tiredthe world is tired also.When your vision has goneno part of the world can find you. Time to go into the darkwhere the night has eyesto recognize its own.There you can be sureyou are not beyond love. The dark will be your womb tonight.The night will give you a horizonfurther than Read more about Sweet Darkness[…]

The time of Fire

Beyond all polarities, I amLet the judgments and opinions of the mindBe judgments and opinions of the mindAnd you exist behind thatAh so, ah soIt’s really time for you to see throughThe absurdity of your own predicamentYou aren’t who you thought you wereYou just aren’t that personAnd in this very lifetimeYou can know itRight nowThe Read more about The time of Fire[…]

Autumn breakfast

Blue Iris Poems and Essays By Mary OliverA celebration of the bounties and blessings of nature. A Book Excerpt on Wonder How Would You Live Then? What if a hundred rose-breasted grosbeaksflew in circles around your head? What ifthe mockingbird came into the house with you andbecame your advisor? What ifthe bees filled your walls with honey and Read more about Autumn breakfast[…]

Waning into the dark moon

May, and the puffins are back.  To land,  the furious beating of their wings stops  and they drop,  plop  sinkdown into the sea, Then bob back up to the surface afloat.  I feel as if i am in that moment under the water. The pause of the Scorpio full moon waning feel the magic stirring in the darkness Rest into the dark moon Read more about Waning into the dark moon[…]