Posted in a remembrance, Keeping watch while I'm asleep

Finding you

Let us not look for you only in memory,
Where we would grow lonely without you!
― John O’DonohueTo Bless the Space Between Us: A Book of Blessings

steve in jerusalem

I’ve seen you,
but not in the coherent
light of day.
I’ve held your hand in midnight exposure
of heartfelt longings,
a fragile appearance
of diaphanous light,
when my soul found its way to you
and in a flash you were gone,
leaving a trace of devotion,
an abiding assurance,
that you are still here….


Posted in Mindfulness

Gentle Light

“May the nourishment of the earth be yours,
may the clarity of light be yours,
may the fluency of the ocean be yours,
may the protection of the ancestors be yours.
And so may a slow
wind work these words
of love around you,
an invisible cloak
to mind your life.”
― John O’DonohueAnam Cara: A Book of Celtic Wisdom


In the gentle light of Autumn,
on a clement afternoon,
I unravel secret oaths,
as I gaze towards the dunes.
Shells of enduring promise,
bask on the sands,
some scattered, some broken,
they make no demands.

The rumble of the ocean,
dulls the ache within,
ubiquitous memories,
softly stroke my skin.
I feel connected,
on the shores of this great expanse,
even the ground beneath me,
seems to understand.


Posted in a remembrance, prayer


“Whenever tragic loss occurs, you either resist or you yield. Some people become bitter or deeply resentful; others become compassionate, wise, and loving. Yielding means inner acceptance of what is. You are open to life.”― Eckhart TolleA New Earth: Awakening to Your Life’s Purpose

a beach

Sometimes bitterness creeps,
like an inky black stain,
and clots of despair,
choke the joy that remains.
I cast out the poison, of insidious thought,
dwelling on the past,
my future is distraught!

At times
I feel like falling
on the hard ground of doubt,
and letting the malignancy
haemorrhage out.
I babble the words…“life isn’t fair”
and enter darkness
where bitterness flairs.

I need deliverance
to keep
discontent at bay,
when life is chaotic,
and happiness

I return to the moment,
in stillness,
I believe.
Trusting Divine providence,
bitterness is appeased.

Teach me…oh Lord
to yield to your ways,
light my path
and transform me….I pray.


Posted in Acceptance

Fusing with Indigo

May you be blessed with a wise and compassionate guide
Who can accompany you through the fear and grief
Until your heart has wept its way to your true self.
― John O’DonohueTo Bless the Space Between Us: A Book of Blessings

a lagoon view

The ebb and flow,
getting caught in the waves.
A deluge of emotions
my loss contained.

Fusing with indigo,
on soft grassy verge.
In quiet contemplation
distress is purged.

Sweeping tide of sorrow
is on the other side,
saturated by splendor
and grief subsides.

Plunged back into
cerulean hues,
repose returns,
with quiet azure views…


Posted in a remembrance, Breathing under water

Waiting for the dawn

“It is said that the darkest hour of the night comes just before the dawn.”
― Thomas Fuller

the earth stood still

Pain creeps up,
an intense ball of grief,
taking hold,
tormenting my sleep.
Memories crash inward,
imploding my heart,
clamoring voices,
lucidity departs.
Unable to breathe
on this shadowy night,
tears overflow,
in unmentionable blight.
No thoughts can ease
this desolate feeling,
obsessing the moment,
loss keeps revealing.
Rasping sorrow
ridicules the dark,
swollen heartbreak
is watching the clock.
Waiting for first light,
new mercies unveil
when bleak compulsions
fully exhale…..