Spacious and gracious

my tongue runs dry.

telling tales, selling wares, paying tariffs, being hassled by sheriffs.
the time has come to meet me in the space i am now.

the greeting, full and fleeting.

my blood runs cool and falls to my feet.

then rises again filling my soul body with a cleansing breath.

a nod to the divine, prayer to heart; my hands raise without thought.

agile bodymind takes practice.

musings of a tethered soul

I am the love and light of the divine spirit and one with the Universe of all ages.
These lines will help keep me bound with in the confines.
These spaces will open to bring in the light.
There are those that do not understand the language I speak.
There are those that raise my voice to the stars.
The choice present to be seen by the one it is for.

Staring into the fifth dimension beyond space, light, lines and stars and yet... within...

full circle

Majestic Moons follow me on my path tonight.

Giving me comfort showing me the path is right.

Telling me softly, surely to follow my heart's light.

I am not alone in the path of this moon tonight.

Rocky roads and hidden dangers have brought me to this bend.

Balancing and beaming I find a way into a den.

A place so welcome and comforting, it holds the power of my now;

It heralds the everlasting impulse of my first breath.

To plug into this divinity, to know how one belongs.

I do what I do in the path of others. Many paths; some to cross with others, some to quietly move along.

We sit, ruminate, enjoy and laugh at irony.

The truth sitting heavy and real in the present, the pain light and in the past.

The fear an imaginary hold on the future and may never come to pass.

To come around is to know that you will go around again.