Apr 20, 2011


We are all searching for acceptance

We all suffer the human condition ... the search for unconditional love

Our children look to us for acceptance

Our children suffer the human condition... needing unconditional love

The world is searching for acceptance

The world needs.. unconditional love

When will we all open our eyes and realize that each human being is a speck of brilliance, a morsel of complete beautiful creation, a wonder of nature and God to behold

We should not scorn about individuality, we should not belittle because of differences in dress, opinion, or other such matters... unconditional love

Acceptance... think of the possibilities

Begin with you

I will begin with me


Apr 16, 2011


As I walk forward I often find that it is difficult to focus... for there is so much to see around us

There is so much to take in, so many questions that leap up in the mind...

This is why I search for quiet, for moments in the now...

Focus on the tasks at hand

Focus on the dreams that play out every night

Focus on the pathway for though it is illuminated.. it will not happen naturally without your help

As I leap forward, I am often times in fear... fear that I might fail... fear that the dream will not ....

Focus, what am I so afraid of ... what could possibly go wrong that would be sooo bad

Focus, let the fear become brilliant radiant heat which would burst into colors all around

Focus, allowing your dreams to happen

As I run full bore into the future... I am thankful for so much love, so much help... so much guidance...

Focus on the love that surrounds me, surrounds all of us

Focus on returning that love so that growth happens in all of us..

Focus on a world where love blooms, where we can be ourselves without qualm, where our children can focus

and bloom


Apr 4, 2011

New Chapters

Everyday.. change enters...new chapters unfold..nothing lasts forever

Where life has taken me, I have learned how to let go, with tears yes, but definetly to let go

Those tendrils, those vibrating strings, those long silky fibers cling to my heart causing a great deal of flooding to occur

Higher ground is searched for, as I attempt to escape lonely patterns that shadow my heart

There are tasks, opportunities calling my name

my soul vibrates with decisions and the vise often tightens causing a shortening of breath

Roots keep me grounded as I feel myself slipping

branches support my carcas as I lean into the root system for support...

The need to be cradled is deep

To be supported

To be held


Once again