Only one…the one

Found to find what’s best in you

A presence that makes the real you present

The soul who makes your heart sing

The love who ends, begins, deepens…fulfills longing

The guide who leads you to better be better want best

The goal who you are never finished reaching for

The gift that gives and gives

The beauty that fills you and eclipses the stars in your eyes

The anchor that holds you through the storms

The rock who lifts and encourages

The thought that’s always first

The shield that protects your fragility

The spring that shares all and can’t be held back

The most precious…of all

The piece that’s missing

Your soul…mate

It hurts…I run, not away, but away towards coming back

I sweat the hurt away replacing one hurt with another physical one that I know means I’m getting stronger.

Maybe the other hurt is making me stronger too.

My hurt turns sad, my sadness turns to tears…another release that washes the hurt sweat away.

My sadness turns to fear…fear of loosing…everything

I must think, overcome, let go…run…release…breathe

The rhythm takes over clearing all else away…a moving meditation

Contemplations clear as the sweat and tears wash the toxins away;

the ache of the muscles replaces the ache of my heart

I hope I’m stronger

Thoughts release, focus on my soul, find what’s most important

I run, not away, but away towards coming back

I will always run towards home.

Keys (audio)

The teasing that makes us not want to be found

The smile that can turn a bad day around

The neglect that crushes our id and ego

The teacher that inspires us…to grow

The harsh response that keeps us from sharing

The kindness that leads to deeper caring

The criticism that stifles creativity

The bond that seals our intimacy

The negative assumption that makes it hard for us to hear

The support that takes away our fear

The vibe that puts us on our guard warily

The countenance that makes us trust easily

The misunderstanding that causes an unnecessary fight

The success that leads us to try again with all our might

The thoughtlessness that our heart does deceive

The love that makes us believe

Every key turns both ways

So what will you unlock today?

Juggling Glass 

Up and down

Round and round

They go….

Each new thing adds to the balancing act

Too many and one might drop…

They all might drop

Every part of our lives like a piece of glass

Fragile, beautiful, tougher than we think

Family, friends, a love to juggles with us…

Even when they fall they don’t all break

Jobs and responsibilities…

Needs and wants…

Challenges and opportunities…

Loss, heartache, illness…

Achievement, knowledge…

Self…

They pile up…

Faster and faster…

Commit…

Trust…

Choose…

Some things fall…they break, they crack…we break

We pick them up and sometimes they cut us…

We sweep them away and go on, we must go on…

We loose some

Some change but can never be lost

In them is our joy…our life, the good the bad they are all beautiful in their own way

We keep juggling

When we stop…we stop

We juggle

We live

Believing (audio)

A thought becomes a vision

We wish

A wish is imagined

We dream

A dream becomes a plan

We hope

A hope becomes knowing

We believe

A belief becomes action

We have faith

Faith finds community

We are loved

Anything is possible

Sparks (audio)

They spread in us like an epidemic of desire.

Created by creating fire.

They shock us, they mesmerize us,

They contain ideas like lights

Illuminating…truth…reality…us

A cause is born, a movement begun, a passion ignites

Leading the way

Finding the way.

They dance, they fly, they speak, crackle, in bursts so fast,

We loose track, but then another bursts just as bright, and we follow them

Initial energy so intense it consumes, yet, with the patience of Job they last…

Because it doesn’t just live in them…it is them

Searching for the right tinder to receive them and carry them on

Waiting with a yearning that sustains and fills and will never, can never be gone

Because it doesn’t just excite us it moves us

We are the spark

You are that spark

I am the spark

Catching on.

night and day (audio)

“She walks in beauty like the night”…and day

Voids

The things that get forgotten

Because those that will never be forgotten

Aren’t there

A memory both sad and joyful rolled into one

A day filled with laughter, hugs, tears and even some fun

remembering what we had, thankful for what we have

the gift of those who love us most

the little things we miss the most

The moments, the thoughts, the smiles

The voids get filled

But never fully

Things will never be the same

They might still be great, they will still be special

There will always be voids,

But that’s ok

Because it shows how incredible you are.

Making Waves (audio)

sometimes all it takes is a gentle breeze

a shift in the dust and one pebble, one twig, one leaf

can start

…a rockslide of thought

moving whole mountains

just a fraction of melting

in someone’s frozen heart

or mind

can start

…an avalanche of awareness

erasing ignorance…changing landscapes

The courage to disturb

the calm of the status quo

being the rock in a stagnant pond of complacency

splash

change

a difference has been made