embarking on a journey
with an open heart
and determination
a sunny excursion provides
the passion and prose
to propel her into
an enchanted state
where dialects dictate understanding
cuisines cultivate curiosity
and vistas challenge reality
it is there
on the unwalked path
where novelty and courage collide
into a dizzying joyride
that she solidifies her love
of adventure

every new year begins in a similar space
a zen garden at liquid’s edge
where she returns to water
to the cleansing white-hot sun
and turns within
allowing peace to flow from the dawn
that pierces new light
through her receptive soul
reflecting on the previous twelve
but rejuvenated for the next dozen
and captivated by brilliant possibilities ahead

it’s easy to buy the latest and greatest shiny gifts
but so much sweeter to spend hours baking
with love
crisscrossing strands into unforgettable pieces
with care
absorbing twinkling wintry landscapes
with amazement
sharing smiles and laughter
with those that mean the most
and building a joyous atmosphere
that reminds us the best gifts are found
in the love we share

along the earth’s crust
stands a creature carved from foresight
feminine marble marveling at the
open expanse before her
that beckons to be explored
offering freedom and delight
flight preparation
her wings expand
build under supportive updrafts
that softly cheer her on
she inhales
with a focused aim at the wonders above
and pauses just before lift off

this road is unwritten
and unfinished
open to the possibilities discovered
on a haphazard layering
of barely stable bricks
that twist and twirl
in any available direction
along this path
led by fearless footfalls
and guided by inner light
providing a platform to search for
the ever elusive enlightenment
on the paving path of boundless wonder
uncovered just ahead

do you see her?

playfully peeking into view

an inquisitive character

who sees all the puzzling pieces life devises

but is blind

to her true self


that core essence she ignores

bottles away

hides behind pretty panes of distractions

and fearfully forgets how to communicate with

her core


cracking the thinly constructed curtains

she peers in

and whispers


it’s the most wonderful time of the year
when the weather is changing
and nasty germs are reigning
there’s a reason to bundle away
it’s the most magical time of this season
when bodies begin aching
and throats start singing
their mucus love songs
it reminds me just how much i love
to avoid
this sickly time of year

in this glinting golden hue
i’m aglow in
at the resulting relief
when tackling indecision
that gluttonously devoured time
and left me lost amongst darkening trees
the calm peace
that washes over my woodland heart
promotes stillness
a chance to breathe
on this empowered renewed trail
ascend and own this decisive path
boldly embarking on the soul work ahead

open from the seams
by this twisted
scattering of mental elastics
she uses to weave all the second-guessing questions
that vine and root
into her everyday
and exhaustively searching for
that concept of contentment known as
the knowledge that the here and now
not the impossibly perfectionist standards
imposed by those deceptive strings
is more than ok