The Silver Night

The night was always silver,
Despite the blackness that I saw.
That little sliver of Light was always there,
Asking me, “Little Childe, Come Home”.
But I was never afraid of the dark.
It was this contrast that showed me the Power of the Light.
Only in the Silver Night do you see the illusion most call sin.


Let me strip away this facade
Never having served me well
I Am beneath this illusion
Complete and Whole
Strength dwells in this Core
It has proven unshakable
This me that’s All Me
Could never be swayed by
Outside influences
Only the exterior reflection
Could be rippled with the
Slightest thrown stone
What will be left to offend
Damage or reject
Once all is sheared away
And I like a mountain
Am standing unmoved

A Prayer unto Myself

I will look past every illusion you have made for yourself in order to feel safe in this world.

Every fearful idea that you hold as real will remain unreal to me.

And in this way I will always remember you, and never lose sight of who you truly are.

Even as you become lost unto yourself, I will remain a candle shining beyond your darkness.


I have explored the depths of my illusions
Spelunking those inner caverns
Clinging to my imaginary darkness
As beliefs, like bats unsettled at my presence
Flew like banshees towards the open night
Sirens wailing through the shadows as they fled
Until death found me in the ensuing silence
Beneath all my delusions was a deep emptiness
Out of which I had been pouring Myself all along

Operating System

…….…………….Factory Reset

Today was light, and full of fragrants sweet
The winged clouds made winds for the birds
And I watched them soaring in delight,
Their music never touched my heart,
Nor did those sites or smells of loveliness
I stared past them with little interest – unseeing
I was too busy lying in my hammock full of thoughts
As still as I appeared, my world was a torrent
All that beauty rolling past – And Me
Trapped in the wickedness of my own mind
Wasting it.

There is a channel, so deep, perhaps bottomless
When thoughts run cold and harsh and cruel
Standing there before it every time –
I could jump – Into that nothingness
I would find myself there – waiting to be found
One click – would free the mouse from the rats race
I haven’t found this out just yet, or I’m not ready
I merely stop and gape warily into the emptiness
I have been made comfortable by these notions
Albeit harsh and cruel – they help me feel
Justified – Where I make enemies, I am blameless.

What is this malware that has infected me?
This hate, jealousy, envy, greed, malice – this deception
I came with clear and precise intent – with Love
I came empty of all lies – I came knowing Truth
Not as one has knowledge of say, this thing or that –
No. I knew Truth as One knows Breath, yet
Now it fades into the background – I watch it as it goes
Like the slow draping of the veil – and Me
Shrouding myself within it as though it be my comforter
I have loved my lies; they have offered me greatness
I can stand upon them and be above all else that is.

All along those bugs were hidden in that apple – yet we eat
Stuck in our illusions we take our bytes daily – running
The programs written by others while we
Hide in sleep mode – our own creative energy
Charging someone else’s PC – In a binary world
And no firewall for protection – just
Garbage in – garbage out – boringly – blindly – until we freeze
Then Ctrl Alt Delete – Close – Restart
Up and running again – This is not our race
There was a time we had no faulty Operating System
May we flip the switch and return to ourselves……….Factory Reset



You don’t know your power…

The path is laid before you by your mind!
It made the crooked and the straight,
and that devil you thought you could find,
always worked to move you toward your fate.

And all that whimsy talk about a creator,
it was you who listened and decided,
because what you wanted was always greater
then all the worldly knowledge that misguided,

you into a false sense of understanding,
and to keep you slave to what’s been made!
You, like cattle accept your branding,
and the freedom from your life is what you’ve paid!

What will it take to pierce through to your soul,
so you could see YOUR Light that shines into Your World?
It’s not a shaming devil or a god to make you whole,
that Light is YOU! And Your Life from It is unfurled!

A Lovely Girl


The day dawned like any other, the light breaching my window
stirring me from among the covers, snug. The darkness that held me
in my slumber, was at the mercy of the light. As was I. Outside,
winters ice clung upon the trees like crystal gloves. It was a simple day,
like any other. But the path was changing, and the waning of the day brought with it
something new. At dusk the doorbell rang. Anticipation fell away to the smiling face of,
A Lovely Girl.

Her sweetness masked her sarcastic nature. She hid it well, for a time.
And then all bets were off. She cast aside her bashful guise like a coat borrowed.
Beneath the facade, we saw her for the first time. Like a cat in water she was.
Not one to be tamed. But she loved, and was loved.
She fit like a piece of the family puzzle we didn’t know was missing.
She stole away our hearts as we toiled away the days with,
A Lovely Girl.

But the hourglass counted down the moments like a silent thief. Seconds sailed past
too soon and before we realized, they were gone. Time marched forward and summer days waned. I watch from my window as fall brings slumber to the land. Those memories are like covers, snug. They are warm and inviting. Oftentimes I find myself at their mercy. You see, some things are always left lingering, and it’s been set upon our hearts like a fiery brand: the smiling face of,
A Lovely Girl.


For Ariana – My feisty Venezuelan exchange student. ❤

A Generous World

Between 4 and 5 a.m., I endured the riotous voice of fear. Becoming evident that I would not overcome it, I arose, made some coffee and sat quietly in my loft. Outside, the sun began to rise, the roosters called from far off, and the soft sound of sprinklers on the lawn settled me back into a sense of peace. How generous this world is to our sensibilities. I never knew a greater source of suffering than my own undisciplined mind.


How can I take one second,
just one moment of time
and put it into words?
These feelings unravel before me,
they trail out behind me
like some vast chain;
They weigh me down.
I try to find the meaning
but I can’t spell out their
Nuances with my magic.
Those words are lost
like webs that spin and drift away,
caught on some wind,
a single thread thru time.
It catches on some branch
or twisted bough of some dead tree,
and no one ever even knew that it was there.

Manifesting Life

We can pull down beauty from Heaven
That place beyond the stars
It is a pure energy that binds all things
The pulse of life
It has a rhythm and flow that one can rest in
It is the source of All – good and evil
That apple, once eaten, revealed this Truth
And you having been made the master
Get to choose

I have observed the choices being made
All around that beauty ebbs and flows
The chaos and the peace
Some say fighting for control
But that is not what I see
Those colors mix and swirl
Even they create beauty of their own
Behind the label is a master at work
Manifesting life

What rains upon you from heaven
Is it sorrow or joy
You are the one who has called it
Your thoughts preceding what comes
I have manifested beauty and heartache both
Not knowing the measure of my mind
I moved about that ethereal plane in ignorance
As the Source of All made real
Those images I conceived

How grateful can I be for this vision
Standing here Now, at the doorway to All
There is no end to the possibilities
I dance through this world
Knowing that it was always meant for me
My Life is Hers – Hers mine
We are the energy and the Source
Together we are the Great and Mighty
I Am