Have You Ever?

Have you ever felt boxed in like you needed to break out? Have you ever had a big dream, but didn’t know how to get there so you wrote it, sang it, spoke it to the universe? Have you ever started something from nothing? Have you ever look at your hands in awe for what they create? Have you ever wondered where your ideas come from? Have you ever had sight for the invisible? Have you ever had a door open that you didn’t understand but you walked through anyways? Have you ever disappointed others by following your soul song?…

Is it I? Is it You?

Search for genuine, seek the true — Is it I? Is it you? Keen like goldilocks, fish for clues — I’m a spy; join my crew? Hug the art-of-be, unleash “do” — Savor pie, “Ballyhoo!” False masks insulate, conceal their “Boo!” — Who am I? Come unglued Learn of La Loba, lost bones her brew — She tends my cry, sings to imbue Toes in earth sienna, Eyes on sky blue Here am I, Where are you? Heed bird medicine, Hear owl’s, “Who” — I can fly, Bid adieu Head toward the rainbow all her hues — embraces I, welcomes…

Ordained

Dwelling on much today as I celebrate my son who turns thirteen on this International Day of Women. What a gift to be his mom and I hope I can live into this poem to pass on the torch of justice, wholeness and Divine Love to him and his brother.