undeserved yet given

abundance poured with each whisper

each memory brings legacy of love

end brings understanding of the depth

beyond gratitude for kindness, love

as deep

as wide

as strong

love can be

but only if 

in the mirror

you see

wrestling each atom, each thought, each moment

struggling to let go, surrender yet clinging too

haunting loneliness filled with wonder

distant future and past collide

broken time, free fall

my question

your answer

my garden

your flower

my dark

your light

my travels

your destination

my gratitude

stubbornly vulnerable

heals dug into soft

refusing hardness

true joy so abundant

few and far between

joy

window shopping for veggies

yet doritos in the cart over and over

unresolved, unhealed, broken

the record continues to skip

fatigue with you

one wisp
one faint breeze
one distant echo
one soul touched

known deep inside

past, present, future: one

time the great illusion

we have always been

you + me = we

flawed stones make the whole stronger

heart filled with the discarded

wall breaths, winter, spring, summer, fall

thousands of years, yet broken they stand

Each act of love has the power of a thousand suns. While unkindness is loud, bright and arrogant it is always undone by love. Love is like water, it flows around every obstacle put in its place. Time, distance and even death can not stop love. Love works the opposite of all known laws. The more you give it away the more you have. Worry not about hate, unkindness and malice… they may be loud but love quietly works in the background to undo their folly. Love’s cosmic weight is infinite. 

i made it, heart light, soul bright

pure grace, pure love, joy abundantly 

gratitude for sharing it all with you

love radiates

infinite circular waves

my soul whispers joy

surrounded by love

oblivious black storm rages

sips from fountain of sadness

windows break like hearts

yet I stand as a beacon for them

surrender, my heart, my soul, my body, my fate, my actions |  the tao aligns with the opposite | ego tells a story of pushing on a pull door | the tao tells a tale of surrender and magic

for two souls to connect the universe must align in a sequence that appears to be a miracle – timing, life alignment, emotional state, and even spirit must resonate – too those in middle of this dance of the soul it all seems like a dream – you see your own life with new eyes through the spectacles of love – we are made better as our hearts are forged in the fiery of love 

hint, whisper, shadow
fragment, glimpse, shard
my heart sees, feels, knows
you, close

little seeds
planted in my heart
fruit grows like gratitude
time amplifies gentle love

once ashamed, now honoured

rusted memory made to shine

broken pieces become treasures

through new eyes I see

you reframed my heart

In matters of the heart time is not measured in days or weeks. No for the heart has its own time, it exists outside the reality of your mind. For some when the heart is broken time stands still, for others it speeds up. When the heart is healed it is as if it wakes from a bad dream and the time that was is no longer. The heart is a magical connection between the soul and our person. In healing, the heart reconnects fully to the soul and balance flows anew.

I wanted summer, you brought me winter.

I wanted winter, you brought me summer.

The season of grace brought a new breeze. 

I brought you summer in the winter.

I was healed by giving what you could not.

I hold your hand and push your cheek against mine.

The wisps of your hair brush against my face.

I can smell the hint of your perfume.

You whisper in my ear, I love you.

I pull you close to me.

Our hearts dance.

Connection deep and true.

Knowing beyond the moment.

Energy flows between us.

Your kiss: electric.

Whispers in the tall pine branches

The voice of a stranger is a friend

Echoes of what is to come

I follow the red string to you

I swim through the stars to you. 

I see past the now.

I walk into your dream.

You walk into my dream.

You step into my now.

You pull me into the boat.

Eggs / sadness.

Flour / patience.

Salt / lessons.

Sugar / gratitude.

Chocolate / you!

Mountain tops soar in the distance 

I hold your hand and my heart floats 

My finger traces a circle on your palm 

Our eyes meet, and a warm smile grows

The circle of joy is complete

Connection authentic, strong, deep and true

Walls tumble, souls dance

Holy spirit flows like a ribbon of light

The ribbon tugs at our hearts

Kindred spirits meet and your grace is confirmed

We are loved, we are not alone, we are one

Only when you have been poor in circumstance, only when you have been stripped to the core. Only when your heart has hit rock bottom. Then and only then the word grace has true meaning for you. For it’s from the depths of our darkest night that the light of day brings joy and true meaning to our lives. It’s inside this enigma we live as travellers on the road to wisdom and true fulfillment.

I believe in you. I believe in a future that includes our hearts dancing together.  For now I watch from afar, content to rest in the question. Something deep inside me has hope. Hope is but a seed planted in the garden of infinite possibilities. I watch in wonder as God tends our garden.

I have met you with every smile. I have met you in every connection. I have met you in every hug. I have met you in every kindness shown to me. I have met you in my thoughts and in my dreams. I can see the light before sunrise. I can feel the wave before it hits my hand. I know you are there.