Tag Archives: sacred paths

pathways and gates

i can not go further, i can not leave this place. at first i think my path is blocked. Dear Charlotte, is this your handiwork? but on closer examination ¬†the weaver of this web is a jewel – ah Indra! … Continue reading

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come home!

You tear past me, unleashed and happy! i feel the wind of your path against my legs, it blows the small dog over into a complete somersault! even though your body does not touch us, we are won. and there … Continue reading

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bugged?

sometimes we all get bugged by stuff – old stuff new stuff and we struggle with enlightenments and forgivenesses and wonder how we can walk whatever path we are on. I go outside in my holy pout and sit – … Continue reading

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Contemplation

pondering, with wandering mind, contemplative practices with elaborate histories, while beside me the black cat purrs. i gaze in the same direction, and for a moment, this. THIS. (surrounded by teachers we refuse to be taught! expecting, as if by … Continue reading

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ascension

The cardinal chirped in the tree beside her, ¬†hopped up one branch, And sang a note that she could hear. Climbing higher His song was small but bright and clear From branch to branch the bird went up , And … Continue reading

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