Do You Want to Get Well?

Pondering based on John 5:1-14 Jesus asks, “Do you want to get well?” Curious question, is it not? I mean, Is there anyone who doesn’t desire to be well? I wonder. At first assumption, it seems everyone wants to be well. Yet, when I dwell with this question a bit, I can’t help but ask, Do I want wellness to come to me without having to do anything? Do I want a list of perfect steps to take me there? Do I deny there is any healing I need to do while allowing pride to point at the healing others…

Invisible Magic

The first time I came home with a two feet by three feet canvas, I believed I wouldn’t be able to paint this large. Did I have it in me? What is “it” anyways? White-washed canvas taunted. Blank space stared back with beady eyes. Who was I to do this? Who was I to paint? All the old stories came sweeping in: Art is a luxury Isn’t there something better to spend time on? How is change made with the stroke of a brush? Then, I heard from the depth of my being Do not be afraid. Do it anyway….

Kindred Spirits Forever!

Dear friends, Thank you for following me and reading my posts. Each year, I take a break around this time to give myself a bit of a Sabbath. I’ll be back sometime in July with more creative poetry. Blessings to you this day. Ally One scrumptious morning, a dawn of rose-colored sun and wildflowers popping, Curiosity and Imagination sat togetheron a rainbow quilt sipping their teawhile a light rain drizzled. They chattered onabout all things sparkly,eating their way throughgreen veggies and rich chocolatenot concerned with the time of dayor the conditions of weather. They loved to ask each other questionsbecause…

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…