this is healing...

Waking slow to seagull songs, it won’t be long

til tired sirens follow...

Do we wallow in our

Fear

or choose

S U R R E N D E R ?

My eyes grow young with awe and wonder.

Love’s an easy choice

within this womb-space

laced with mystery...

we make history

and soup for every supper.

I offer citrus sacraments, you offer love,

hold my hand and dance me through

your VINYL pLaYgRouNd.

The warning signals light our phones,

as we discover the bones of our

new practices

for

P E A C E

Meditation, old movies and poetry,

exploring the existential “why”

then walking through

clean

skies

and

sparkling

moss

holding each other as we cry... 

This is what healing feels like. 

This new world, THIS is love.

I wrote this in my home in Seattle, doors securely closed to the world, mind open to the possibility that this time, calm and quiet, is exactly what our world-worn souls need.

May you find peace amidst the chaos and choose love over fear, again and again and again.