Tag Archives: Joy
Oh, what a joyful time this is! A new spring on an old planet, Old spirits in young bodies Even the wind feels washed! Oh, what a joyful time this is! Woodpeckers weave the late winter woods, Advertisements
I am here I am god I am carried by the flow I have aspired to now Achieving it, I find It is as simple as An earthworm rising through Spring rain
For those of us who create In words or sound or paint The act of creation is The purest joy of our existence Beyond sex in its simplicity Just us in our communion with Divine When we step out … Continue reading
Water is moving Across the planet Stepping out of Customary courses, Forging new flows. Spirit, too, is moving. The magnetic voice of god is Carving new channels. Step in! Step in! Immerse yourself In light, join The inexorable tsunami … Continue reading
I found this piece on my computer this morning. It was written in a warmer month, when the trees actually held leaves. I don’t think I ever shared it. If I did, then here it is insisting on being shared … Continue reading
Ahhh, the soul work up to now— How effortful, And yet, With the clarity of my heaven self, How glad I am To have made this journey to this place, To this hour intoxicant with growth And cosmic new beginnings.