Healing works are the spiritual chores of humanity. Soul dishes. I have selfish reasons for wanting other people to get better sometimes. Selfishness, sadly, doesn’t help. We can create little bubbles and try to live inside them but the chances of someone or something coming along and bursting that bubble with all their unmet needs…Read more Soul Dishes
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Sail
6 years ago I took the ultimate bath in the Gulf of Mexico. Healing? To say the least. Last night I dreampt I was on a boat. It looked like an enlarged version of those floating food carts in Thailand. Down the center were enclosed shops , salons and galleries. Along the perimeter were open…Read more Sail
Solar Power
A shadow-bird flutters in the diaphragm's cup Shallow breaths and seed bites shrinking wingspan Darkens the path of possibilities With predatory punishments, threats I dare you don't you dare Counter-act producing proof until the half-assed will rebukes itself into compassionate action Here's the kicker Ignite the junker or rust in the garden Behead the beast…Read more Solar Power
Shine
Beaded threads of watery light They’re said to be messengers of afterlife She’d dawn if you hold on Grasping scattered miles wrapped carelessly in an old towel on The front seat Front Street Of a you Hauling painful past regrets through toll booths of payment due Which can never be repaid The sherif come With…Read more Shine
One Rules
Try praying for someone you don't like. Try regarding a plant, flower or vegetable you think is 'ugly', smelly or tastes bad. Try looking at a mistake you made with compassion. Try rubbing your head and patting your stomach at the same time. If we can all do these things there's no need for rule…Read more One Rules
Washing the Water
Before leaving us, Masaru Emoto was proving that compassion and happy thoughts could heal not only our bodies and minds but also the planet. The Ghostbusters also proved this theory with scientific tests on ectoplasm, so it's gotta be true. Our bodies are made of 70% water. Drinking nontoxic water really is like changing the…Read more Washing the Water
A Crossing
Priory infrequencies deafening a distant prayer Fear silencing a loud voice The unspoken, breathless unspeakables done to unfinished people, rippled against the surface of previously uncharted waters Haunting the quiet presence longing to be quenched, reflected Evidence of scorching, not from bridges burned or leaves turned Those amends were made long ago We crossed bridges…Read more A Crossing
