glossy leaf with ridges that look like ribbon gives protection against all kinds of negativity green is the color of healing leaves that cool and wrap leaves that contain wisdom of millions of years each year returning to the same forgotten mysteries to unwravel and smooth the cord the connection to the past yes, leaves…
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sunshine comes out
sunshine glinting into hair rests there and waits for gloomy days to come out again days that are cloudy days that are foggy days filled with rain walk into sunshine like opening a door to golden light piercing through the body nothing can escape sunshine is like love in that way because it can’t be…
blue light
blue light like you’re swimming in water a pool of water that heals water that drifts over you cascade come back into your own come back to your self the day is done and now everything is water
black heron
raindrop rolling right of the wing black feathers water sits on top like a little transclucent blob little pebble with a bright ray of light sparkling little drops of water rest on top bird holds its feathers fanned out protecting the ground giving shelter to itself like the cover it provides under its beautiful wings…
a song for returning
we are coming back coming back into ourselves remembering the past remembering who we used to be we are remembering how to walk softly treading the earth with care with every step there is a chance to shift deeper into the ground we walk upon we are coming back to understanding where we are from…
power of two
power of two two hands two feet two legs two that join power of one that persuades another power of one that joins to form two power of unison power of two that know no bounds power of the two that find strength power of two power of two who do twice as much power…
dedicated to practice
to showing up to moving forward despite injuries or illness to discovering something deep within hidden potential pure will to never saying no to never quitting to not believing that the odds are stacked against you to betting on yourself to incessant curiosity creativity to the space to experiment to experience to wonder to waiting…
one request
when the moon comes out tonight i ask for stories for songs for the kind that heals and because they are needed i ask for moments of recognition of hope and inspiration where we remember our power to change to transform to grow to shift to nurture and we remember that deep underneath everything there…
long shadows by the yellow flowers
drive down the highway into light on the horizon casts a long shadow purple at the edges dust picks up from hills and the scent of the trees in the window when you drive never alone only solitary in thought for a moment before landscape beautiful and haunting at the same time wind is you…
skipping stones
skipping stones across the pond and we try to get as many jumps as we can 2 3 5 8 10 at a certain point it looks as if the stone is just skidding across the water light at an angle low and a permeating orangy blue hangs in the air we make ripples and…
The Dynamics of Groove 