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Flipping

Sometimes you just have to turn the page, Flip the script, And roll with it… …. That is when joy enters in.

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Bug? Buddha?

I felt Your presence beside me, Turned and there, Beside my ear, On a bright green river birch leaf, Was a bright red lady bug. … Does a bug have a Buddha nature? … The only answer that matters is… … Continue reading

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Maintenance

Really? I need a bath and to go to the vet? In one day? Really? Oh yes, we all must attend to our bodily maintenance, For we are all spirits having embodied experiences… Which is a joyous thing, Made more … Continue reading

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Busy

The hood of the car is swarming with tiny ants. They are dropping from the sunroof onto the seats. “Why are you here?” I ask. But all I hear is: Busy, busy, busy One ant simply goes in circles. “This … Continue reading

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Longing

She lies on the mat In front of the door Where last she saw The one she loves best We all long for Love. Trust it. It always returns… In fact It never truly leaves.

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Howl

It is day break But no rooster crows, Instead I hear a sound new to the music of the morning waking up, But not a happy one… a dog is calling, crying… My dog answers… And I follow the response. … Continue reading

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Injured

I had no idea you were injured, Scared and vulnerable, You hid your soft wounded underbelly…. I understand, Trust is harder than healing, But both require the assistance of others.

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Friday August 12th Homestead

Holding hearts on sticks, And Dogs on leashes, Hot and tired, Sitting and lying on mats, Panting. A dog jumps on the person beside me Asking for relief. “Oh! Sorry, They didn’t get dinner before we came to the vigil…” … Continue reading

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Dreams

Galloping through dreams, Meadows filled with memories . Epona Do you give your name to this story? Was Godiva on your back? Are we?

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Socialize

The little White Dog with a bow in Her hair, Went into the store without any care, She navigated the smells and the carts that went squeak And all the people who thought She was neat!

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