A New Journey

Hi! Thanks for being here today. In thinking about poetry and looking over what I have written so far, in addition to what I have been reading, I realized something. I have been creating and also recreating, I have been giving voice to my ideas and dreams, through the act of writing. I have expressed a vision as well as hope and faith. The life I desire for myself and others comes to fruition after it begins as a thought, held and nourished by the mind and heart. The words I long to write, need to write, do not come if I am not in that sacred place of unity within myself. Periods have gone by lately where I have no words to write because I am feeling an emotion that leaves me dry, uninspired, stuck. I long for that feeling of inspiration to come back but it cannot be forced. So imagine my thankfulness when a poem begins to form in my mind, slowly, gently. Not in a burst, a flash, like in the past, but rather like the slow rising of the sun that spreads it warmth and seeps in...

Good day! Thanks for visiting my poetry blog today. Today's poem came to me rather quickly and expresses my feelings on awareness of unity, of the love and peace that resides within. Getting still, having time to be quiet and look within, has been challenging lately as I have been teaching summer school this year but it is so important to me that I do . I have also finished a book recently that impacted me and made me think about this topic. Who else likes deep, meaningful reading? I hope you enjoy the poem! The wonder of awakening freezes me in my tracks I am unable to breathe The bottom falls out from under me yet somehow I am still standing; in fact I am standing taller than ever shaky at first, sure then I gaze with peace upon peace let the mystery wash over me. I am facing the sun and rising higher lifted  above the circumstances that never really had any power to create my life - I see that now. I sing for joy at the discovery that I create ...

Well, I finally did it. I put my feet in the sand and read. I read my poetry book. My very own book, in my hand, on the beach!     It was a moment I had been looking forward to for months. It signified something special for me, almost hard to define. I had early visions of moving to/ living on the beach when I first started writing. I love how being near the ocean makes me feel. For this trip, I envisioned reading my book and then writing some more poetry for my next book. I did write a few poems later, but on the morning I read my book on the beach I was overwhelmed. I was brought back to the emotions I was feeling when I wrote the poems. To what was happening in my life, both outer and inner.      I sat there, reading through my poems, and I felt such gratitude for the opportunity to write, to put my work out there. I felt awe and a growing thankfulness for being able to reach others through my writing...

Hello! Thank you for joining me today. I hope things are well for you as we near the first day of Spring! I need to purchase a birthday card as that day is also my sister's birthday. At any rate, I have hopes of warm days ahead when I just know I will be both motivated and inspired to the point of distraction. Warm weather does that to me! I just want to take a minute and share a poem I had meant to be part of a collection but decided to let stand solo. I hope you like it! The Grace of An Angel I sense your presence in stillness and beauty; I hear your voice in a song. Love echoes back to me your sentiment, your intent. Standing before me I see outstretched all things lovely and divine; deep within I recognize them as you. My life has never been left to chance my days are not set to circumstance- you helped me see that. Reaching for dreams has been our forte releasing myself from the chains of illusion our delight. How grateful I am...

Hi! Thanks for stopping by. Lately I have been working on new poems. I am inspired by spring coming up, by books I have been reading, by quotes that I have saved on Pinterest. But most of all I have been inspired by the recurring word; "Listen." The same word keeps appearing in all my reading material, and again as I browse on social media. In books, on Facebook posts, on Twitter. Over and over I see the admonition to listen. Listen to what? Perhaps to my inner Self. That part of me that responds to poetry, to spiritual and self-growth books. The part of me that feels the words that I write down. When I do, I notice that my poems come easier. They are more expressive. Ah. My poetry comes from a place that I listen to in silence. Sit before in silence. Open up to in silence. When we listen to others, we are giving them a gift. We are honoring them. When we listen to ourselves, we give ourselves a gift and honor ourselves. True? In the spirit of listening an...

Hi! I am busy writing poems again. Reading poetry, too. Do you have a favorite poet? I like Rumi. My plans for this year include submitting to contests and completing another full-length book of poems. I have been a bit inspired as of late to focus on affirmations and so my next collection of poems will be themed around that. I am so excited! I can hardly believe it is almost February already. On that note, I have written a love poem in anticipation of Valentine's day. Here it is: Excess I love you to excess- too much so they say but they haven't been in my shoes haven't felt the pain I have only to have it all washed away by a smile a touch, a look, a word. You saw me and I was seen for the first time and I knew you, too somehow. Our dreams support each other moonlight offers sanctuary in your arms; I think it is fine thing to love to excess.