signs of spring

with the rising of

the full egg moon

shad run upstream

to spawn

wild ground phlox

begins to bloom

and in my heart

a sign of spring -

seeds of hope

are taking root

letting go

what am i to make

of this loosening...

i am no match for

the roiling waters below

lift me gently, like the

layers of this cedar

and teach me

the graceful art

of letting go

source image: cedar bark

intact

in the thin places

there is no need

to lift the veil -

one simply

passes through

leaving the

mystery intact

source image: the posey stone

red sky at dawn

i dreamed of a

red sky at dawn -

an awakening

on the horizon

source image: stone from

a distant shore

direction

no matter the direction

whether it be to the

north, south, east or west

let me always be found

walking in your light and love

source image: waiting vessels

a step in the right direction

for me, taking one step forward

and two steps back

no longer constitutes failure.
i simply recognize that

there will be times in my life

when i am going to be invited

to learn a new dance.

source image: wrought iron fence shadow

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i have continued to sit with the troubling images of the cedar tree that i wrote about in my last post. as i did, suddenly the barbed wire embedded in her flesh became transformed into a speculum holding the eye of my heart wide open...unblinking, and i saw my own complicity in the cruelty and suffering that exists in the world - twin beams of ignorance and indifference.