Possibilities

Even people who "don't like poetry" seem to have a favourite poem. This is one of mine. It makes me smile and calls me to ponder my own preferences. I prefer movies. I prefer cats. I prefer the oaks along the Warta. I prefer Dickens to Dostoyevsky. I prefer myself liking people to myself loving... Continue Reading →

A Vast Wasteland

I rarely talk about my childhood and those bits I share have been sanitized for public viewing.  There are things unspeakable and unknowable except by those, and we are not few, who have survived. These words came as a way to honour who I have become.  The work of healing, of learning to cherish what... Continue Reading →

We are Many

  We are many who guard our heart lest our pain spill out and form a bloody puddle at your feet . You would then Need to walk around In an even wider Circle so as not To stain your shoes. So We smile And carry on Or not. And you wonder Perhaps What you... Continue Reading →

On Death and Dying

I love riding the bus. I can sit back, relax, and watch the beautiful scenery of The Andes between Cuenca and Guayaquil.  In September, I rode the bus all the way to the coast to celebrate a friend's birthday.  Journal in hand, the wheels of the bus quieting any other sounds, I wrote this poem.... Continue Reading →

Be The Cat!

“Curiosity killed the cat”, they taught us when we were children.  And we, being innocent, took this as a warning that being curious is not a good thing and ultimately leads to your death.  We learned to not ask questions and to not poke our nose in where it didn’t belong.  And truly, teaching us... Continue Reading →

I choose the path of the heart

To be conscious; to be fully engaged in the moment, this moment.  This is the cry from my heart.  To live from the heart, not refusing to acknowledge the head, acknowledging its help and necessity yet not allowing the head to rule. The lure of passivity, of numbness, of allowing the necessities of living to... Continue Reading →

What is it you want?

About fifteen years ago, I was at a place in my journey where I realized “I don’t want to live this life anymore” and that thought eventually became a decision and a choice.  I left behind the life I had been living and moved into the unknown.  It’s one thing to become aware that the... Continue Reading →

Strand of Life

Each life a delicate strand of energy connected by birth to those who attach themselves by love and tenderness and sometimes by rejection and scorn As the strand grows and reaches out into the world it forms its own connections and sometimes cuts off the original attachment. Swinging free for a moment in time we... Continue Reading →

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