Off the beaten path with conscience for a compass we will make it through
Boundless light, lodestar of art, leads us to the territory ahead.
Divine Love’s power breaks cycles of starting over; stillness, peace reign.
Racing for sheer joy of life! Together we’ll find adventures galore …
Mother tongue, Spirit where communication is wordless yet exact
The Baby Blues of sunset sky Reveal a softest spot in my heart Cradled by Mother Love.
The boldness of the big picture of life eludes me. I get lost in the detail as a way of running from the larger vistas. Desire I do to put … Continue reading
On Word Safari Rushing out into life to catch wit and wisdom Hunting words like butterflies – I usually come up empty-handed. I lay down my net. Resolve not to … Continue reading
Tracing our human roots, peace is elusive – it’s in root of Spirit.