A winter's poem I wrote a few decades ago. In December the sky darkened but a star cracked the blackness to perch like a red bird on the waiting finger of an evergreen tree. Hiking through the field we knelt on damp leaves and knew: the Earth will heal herself. Merry Christmas, Happy Chanukah, Blessed … Continue reading Shepherd’s Story
Written with my Thursday night group with the prompts: it looked impossible; with your warm hands; trusted; my sister from_______; a hidden passage; use your words; I attract mosquitos like ambivalent men; quick; exciting; but you don’t understand how much I cried; wild things; on the cusp; rapture; apology accepted, trust denied My sister Marina came … Continue reading My Sister Marina
This summer I’ve been re-reading one of my favorite spiritual books, Why People Don’t Heal And How They Can, written by medical intuitive Caroline Myss, back in 1997. The book covers many topics, but the parts I relate to most strongly—as a cradle Catholic--are the parallels she draws between the seven Chakras and the seven Sacraments. I decided … Continue reading Law of Gravity
