Wordless Wednesday

spiral garden


Rewriting Melodies

“You must learn one thing.
The world was made to be free in.
Give up all the other worlds
Except the one in which you belong.”
― David Whyte

timeless limits
Detached from worldly substance,
she felt a sense of loss.
She scrambled through the rubble
of all that had been false.
On relinquishing the bonds,
of distorted entities,
she moved towards the center,
into truthful destiny.
She tore the grubby garments
from her misshapen image,
and wrapped herself in cleansing light,
beyond timeless limits.
She released destructive personas
that did not belong,
and began to rewrite melodies
of her Anima’s song.
The stillness in her essence
was unveiled without form.
She danced with boundless gratitude
onto pathways,


a sea of holy breath

sea of holy breath

“Realize deeply that the present moment is all you ever have.”
― Eckhart TolleThe Power of Now: A Guide to Spiritual Enlightenment

if i’m in a sea
it’s a sea of holy breath
an ocean of translucent love..
gossamer winds
of synchronicity
revive me..
benevolence pours over me
and i’m infused with
transforming rain..
comforting mists
of belonging
envelope me in tranquility..
i inhale
and i am inhaled..
surrounded by acceptance..
light infiltrates
and resonates..
i wallow in kindness
and compassion…..


Communion with the Divine

I decided to challenge myself to 24 hours without complaining!
communion with the divine

“If you knew who walked beside you at all times, on the path that you have chosen, you could never experience fear or doubt again.”
― Wayne W. Dyer

In my soul,
I found a place,
my heart knows
its resonance.
Embedded in
sacred atmosphere,
a love beyond
Stars will shine,
seas will surge,
and as long as there’s a pull
on the Earth,
I know I am alive
to fulfil the applause
of heaven.
Distilled by shades
of experience,
shadows make peace
with the night.
I’m immersed in tranquil
and delighted by
the moon’s soft glow.
Shaped in the image of glory
and sprinkled with
a little stardust.
I’m made
for communion
with the Divine.


“The morning glories and the sunflowers turn naturally toward the light, but we have to be taught, it seems.”
― Richard Rohr


contemplationEnclosed in ethereal light,
captivated by mists
of timeless consciousness,
she beckoned repose
to stay the course.
She dreamt of things,
like purple rain,
daisy chains
and walks in the viridian forests.
She implored the shadows
to retreat,
into the undergrowth
of forgetfulness.
At times she sojourned
in wordless wonder.
Clarifying meaning
was hard to speak in words.
When life was burdensome,
and chaos
the realm of her mind,
she escaped into silence.
She beheld snapdragons
and seagulls in formation,
the simpler things.
Things that brought her back
to contemplation……


My thoughts are with you

“Raise your words, not your voice. It is rain that grows flowers, not thunder.”
Jalaluddin Rumi

my thought are with you
Thoughts like prayers,
reach to the heavens.
Arrows fly
to descend on dwellings.
Hearts united
across the seas.
To catch compassion
in the breeze.
A caring whisper
between the miles,
and hope recovers
through the trials.
They touch the inner parts
in peace.
Kindness and
stillness are released.
And even when we’re
far from sight,
beautiful words
light up the night.