Open Door
/When has life granted you an open door?
Read MoreThis poem celebrates those times when we enter into a magical relationship with life, riding the wave of the day, as if favored by the angels. How would you describe the experience of flow in your life?
Read MoreI wrote this poem on my first full day in Japan, as part of my practice of writing my daily intention, as I looked out at the sun rising from my hotel room. I like the idea of finding the premium real estate for presence and the place where foreign souls find kinship in each other. I felt, from my very first step in Japan, a deep feeling of vitality and a beautiful mix of a place brand new to me and yet completely familiar...
Read MoreHappy Thanksgiving! Today, I give thanks to my family and my friends, to my colleagues and my students, and to all those who have touched my life and whose life I touch.
Read MoreI practice setting my intent for the day in writing each morning. I wrote this simple poem, This Is The Day, as my Daily Intent for Sunday, November 13, 2016. Given what you know is on your calendar, what kind of day would you like today? How would you like to be, think, feel at the end of this day?
Read MoreWhat is your relationship to play? How has it changed since childhood? This tide pool incident happened as a teenager on a Sunday beach trip with friends when we stayed out on the rocks too long. The tide seemed to rush in and we had to fight the pull of the ocean on our way back to the shore. Something in my relationship to play changed that day...
Read MoreI was not raised in any religion. I never received instructions for prayer. I have developed my own prayer practice and sometimes convert them into poems as I did with this one. Do you pray? If so, how do you pray? What makes prayer different than other forms of self-talk?
Read MoreThe same words can have a vastly different feel and impact depending on the label attached and the way they are spoken or the mood within which they are expressed. How does it affect you to hear the same poem titled and read with a different emotional tone: one with Sorrow and the other with Joy?
Read More"I went walking and found hearts everywhere." Cordiform is the name given to heart-shaped leaves. There are a lot of them along the walking path near the canal outside of my condo. We have the great privilege of awareness. We are witnesses to the world, to each other, and to life. What in the world takes your attention? How do you carry the slice of the world to which you attend?
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