Our new addition…

“Happiness is something that comes into our lives through doors we don’t even remember leaving open.”
― Rose Wilder Lane

His name is Ziggy Stardust…..
Ziggy Stardust



“Kindness is a language which the deaf can hear and the blind can see.”
― Mark Twain


I’ve been touched by great kindness,
compassion blew me home.
I’ve tasted the sweetest mercy
and known I’m not alone!

Under love’s canopy,
I was led back to the light.
Called out of darkness,
restoration to my sight!

I was lost in a dark forest,
overgrown with despair,
pitiful and broken,
I was lifted by your care!

Unworthy to be seen,
in my pit of shame.
Your tender touch awoke me
and fanned my fragile flame!

A treasured possession,
no judgement in your sight,
the loving care of kindness
was a balm to my plight!

Wounded Healers

“you are often most gifted to heal others precisely where you yourself were wounded, or wounded others.”
― Richard RohrBreathing Underwater


a place
where grace
recovery rooms.
tormented souls
confess their shame,
in hearts
where hope

if the walls
could speak
compassion is what
you’d hear.
wounded healers
speaking truth,
while acceptance
fills the


“Only to the extent that we expose ourselves over and over to annihilation can that which is indestructible in us be found.”
― Pema Chödrön

lighthouse 3

i desire to converse
with you,
in lucid dreams

on a planet where
shame is not

i’ve oppressed
faint expressions
of earthly
that have detonated,
to create

i’ve trodden roads
i dare not explain,
for fear you’ll
tire of me,
and walk away….
from this happy hour
you will depart,
and leave
crimson remnants
of my heart

my being,
i’ve prayed for
when entombed
in this feeling

my dreams collapsed
a wretched abyss,
my heart
a seething
a soul eclipsed..
the longing took me
to places
assimilated expressions
and vain utterings

i was lost in
darkened forests
of despair,
entangled snares

in crypts,
where desolation
devoured the night,
i turned from life
and looked death
in the eye

my heart
was shackled
by its own torment
unholy places
where blindness

in visions,
tenderly spoken,
festering wounds
broke open

strides of torment,
with pain,
and the tide took
me into dark
and the winds
blew me from this contempt,
to secret passageways
of consent

i feared not,
in a radiant glow,
and embraced the essence i had
always known….





Goodbye Kittie

I have lived with several Zen masters — all of them cats.”
― Eckhart TolleThe Power of Now: A Guide to Spiritual Enlightenment

Today we had to say goodbye to our beloved, bright eyed Kittie Kat. She came to live with us seven years ago and crept into our hearts.
She was a mole hunter par excellence and delighted in the yearly Moth festival in our bathroom.
She especially loved bird bath and shower water, but also had a palate for the finer things in life, like steak and fish.
She was on the welcoming committee whenever we had guests and would be there to say goodbye when they left.
She loved our garden and would spend hours sunbathing, bird watching, smelling flowers and generally living in the moment. She was my Zen master.
She went travelling with us one year and was very proud of her achievements, like catching giant sized City rats.
She has gone to the rainbow bridge in the sky to be with my beloved doggies and I hope they are prepared to be her doormen for the rest of eternity.
I will miss her soft, yet scratchy cuddles and that little meow every morning when I woke up and she was waiting impatiently for her breakfast.
I feel she was taken from us too soon, but it was unbearable seeing her suffer.
She will always be our fur baby!

Winds of contentment are blowing

“I am weary of personal worrying,
in love with the art of madness.”
― Jalaluddin Rumi


Thrown back into powerlessness,
a spacious place to dwell.
Immersed in a sea of forgiveness,
absorbed by a transforming swell.
Galloping through pastures of freedom,
into the acceptance of being,
while winds of contentment are blowing
watching resentment flee.
I would like to exist here forever
where redemption songs can be heard,
my eyes still on the horizon,
no breath of love disturbed.
I can hear the applause of heaven,
as the Universe sways in glee,
and the stars are transmitting signals
to eradicate foreboding debris.