watching the moon move

i watch small as the moon bright light  big against the darky sky drifts changes faces changes perspectives  the way it moves across smooth like a ship on calm waters deliberately  it moves with purpose i watch it tracking it learning from the moon how to be so smooth

guardians

the pressure can be great it can be managed it can become somehing that needs to be addressed  it can become like a leaky faucet it can overflow  these moments require the support of guardians who can repair can reestablish any connection the guardians know how to traverse difficult lands how to overcome barriers and…

heat for the pain

the heat makes the pain go away deep on the other side of the skull brain pounding  tightening with heat it cracks open millions of stars come outside in between the lines the crags and cracks steam rising boiling off ache the pain subsides it doesn’t become painful to exhale nothing deep within the nose…

calling echoes

walking through a deep valley down at the bottom echoes of voice reberate through what is dimly lit echoing song through the mist like a voice forgotten  a memory  calling moving forward  mesmerized by the echoing walls mountains singing they whisper back they help you to remember  to return calling as you step down the…

in between space

space in between waking and dreaming air is thick to move takes great concentration  ideas memories  moving towards resolution  understanding and healing to be whole once more

big days

some days are big days you do a lot some days can be big days you do a lot and occasionally you get moments of groove like flow to describe it too much would unravel it shh don’t look pretend you don’t notice  just quiet and  there it goes on it’s own it flows on…

riding

riding the train while writing the simultaneous movement of fingers  hunting and pecking  words on the phone no writing pad candlelight quills dipped in ink nothing fancy about this writing desk or station no artsy cafe ambiance no comfy chair the incantation comes from the glow of the screen  through smeared vaguely transparent windows city…

embers fly into the sky

engulfed in flame seemingly dangerous  untouchable burning is consuming  radiates like a hot furnace you could reach out to touch it but you would be burned feel pain it’s okay for you to be afraid keep your distance  keep back keep it to yourself  yellow bending orange edged in blue and yet hottest is invisible …

stars spinning in unison

some stars spin in the atmosphere above our heads they puncture the dark inky night the way they move is to shimmer  it’s an easy movement  in conjunction with other stars they form a pattern gracefully  artfully  tracing paths across the sky if we could see them close up we’d see serenity  as they spin…

slowing down

occasionally  the signal from the body the initial conversation  what it does to get your attention the questions it asks of you and the mind moves slow the muscles don’t feel like struggling  like pushing they look for smoothness smooth edges no jagged points and no bumps and when they come  body closes it’s eyes…