Divine Moving & Shaking

We move in silence

Not pressed to tell people our plans

Because we’ve already told them to God

Taking time to align our selves with energy that uplifts and hardcore ignoring anything else

Life is too short to be responding to the dumb shit

So we don’t – mostly- still human

We move in silence

Never pressed to tell people our plans

Because we’ve already told them to God

We move in silence

Full moon zoom

Full moon

Not here a moment too soon

Who are you? asks my inquiring mind for the millionth time

Who

Are

You

?

Ummmmm

I …

Uhhh…

i.

i am

i am the silence that follows your question

Full mind

Releasing every thought we’ve ever thought

Releasing every ex and every hex

Releasing every moment and memory that is not now

Passing the past

Stepping into now

Empty mind

Abundant heart

Oscillating body

Star kissed shoulders

i am

Full moon

Not here a moment too soon

Thank you

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she thanked God for all of it…

i make long lists of all the things i’m grateful for

i live quietly and love my small circle of loved ones ferociously

i thank God for all of it

wearing my father’s old military jacket

Adorned with my mother’s old pin,

her mother’s old pin,

And a pin of my own that maybe my daughter will wear on her father’s old jacket one day i smile wide as this beautiful man snaps my picture just before the concert begins

she thanked God for all of it…

September Reign/Rain

I sketched myself as Virgin de Guadalupe and wrote this poem in September. Better late then never player.

As it thundered and stormed

she prepared to leave

all-weather she was

Come inside! yelled the fretful

You won’t survive! yelled the fearful

like an owl her head turned to face them one last time

is this what you call living?

resting fearfully on the periphery of your so called humanity

Inside these boxes – surviving

this could be your last September she said to them all

silence weighed heavy on the moment

nothing was the same

they could never go back

true colors had been shown

from the lessons she had grown

You can live this life faithfully or live it fearfully

not my business either way she said with a smile

good luck in this lifetime

Now it’s time for me to live mine

stepping into the storm she became one

with the wind

the rain

the pain

and burst into golden light

Transcending the bullshit

Hello October

Are you ready to start over?