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Through the
Year
May you find contentment as you
serve others
and laughter as you care for yourself
May you be completely filled with
the Light of God
and find peace and joy in your created memories
2005, for family and friends |
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Very First
Mother's Day
From a divine world of angel song
and kindred spirits
he chose to enter your being,
entwining his soul with yours
A disciple and a master, he comes
with lessons to learn
and lessons to teach
Filled now with divine love and
human trust
he awaits his birth
May your heart sing with joy on
this, your first mother's day,
rekindling in full throughout
your lives on earth
2005, for Laurie, my
grandson's mother |
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Answered
Prayers
May this prayer shawl,
filled with angel song for you
Bring you the special gift of
knowing,
without doubt or hesitation.
With the shawl around your
shoulders
in the cradle of angel wings
You may ask the greatest
questions
and seek the hardest answers.
In an instant the inner core of
your being
will fill with the divine light
Shadows disappear, clutter
dissolves
a clear path is revealed to your highest self.
You will choose the correct path
aligning your soul's mission to divine will.
2005, for Wendy |
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Knitted into a
Prayer Shawl
May you awaken each morning
filled wth the glorious spirit
of the Holy Ghost
And retire each night
comforted and cradled
in the knowing of Divine protection
2004, for Judy |
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A
Heart Unzipped
Farewell for Now, Dear Friend
We know, from the moment our hearts unzip
and
they come bounding in
with wagging tail, clear loving eyes
and unconditional friendship
We know they will share their lives with us
giving joy beyond measure
and taking a hug whenever they can
We know they will return before us into the pool
of souls
waiting with patience, as only passed souls
can do
for our glorious entry and reunion
2004, for animal friends everywhere |
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Friends
Our paths cross as we wend
our way
through this dimension of life
becoming entwined and
emerging whole
Shared memories build our
foundations and form our days
With each meeting in the here and now and
in the yet to be
Our spirits touch in the joyful glowing moment
of a friend's hug 2004,
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Step Out of Created
Struggles
May you be in the now
The precious perpetual now
Feel the gentle wind brush your face
Be deeply filled with a fresh clear breath
Hear the vibrations of nature
Resonate with earth's perfect rhythm
Open your vision to the subtle swaying of trees and water
See with eyes closed the colors of sky, grass, soil and rock
With your thoughts bring
your loved ones near
Tug at their presence and invite them
with you to the now
Thoughts become actions
Rejoice together in the reality of peace and joy
yours today
Always today
Always now
2002, for friends and
family |
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Nine One One
May you know you are filled
with Divine Love
It sustains you
And know too that when you
share it
You are replenished
2001, for friends and
family |
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Gooster
Soup
Come with
me, will you ?
To the
place where tall grass grows
and red
ants battle the black
Let`s climb
down the tree and pretend it`s a space ship
'N' let`s
climb up the flat rocks and pretend we`re in a castle
Dare we
shinny through the pine branches
where a
roof gives cover to the cowboys on top ?
Can you hear
the crickets in the woods?
and Sir
bull frog amidst the pollywogs at pond's edge ?
Can you feel
the drag as we drive our trucks through the sand ?
My truck
is blue, yours is red
Feel like
gathering blueberries ?
better
than delicious, plump and juicy
It`s your
turn, bro', to lead the tea party
There`s a
posse forming and you have time
to saddle
the horses while the sun shines bright
Your divine
wholesome child within is always there loving life,
way
stronger than any shell constructed by its older gruff
Able to
shatter the chains of each encrusted layer
to climb,
without fear, from the gooster soup
Your divine
self is in charge and can form the now
Carry and
hold these feelings of love and light
pure and
clean, uncluttered, untethered and untarnished
Know without
shadow of doubt you are loved unconditionally
and can
unabashedly, joyously, begin anew
July 2001,
for Greg, brother and soulmate |
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True Millenium
May you be at ease when bumping into
scratchy people
or falling weather
Look past the jangling noise and
the threat
of uncertainty
For you are one with the spirit of
our Creator
And we are one with each other
at the highest level of our souls
2000, for friends and
family |
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This Tiptoe into
the Millenium
Believing in God transcends
saving our soul
for our soul reigns eternal
Believing in God is the gift of knowing we are safe
to live fully in the here and now
May you tread softly and deliberately
into the millenium
Look around
Enjoy the life around you
Give of yourself
And take graciously from others
Be free
To receive Divine love
1999, for friends and
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Waiting
How fragile is the part of life that we
can hold
How fleeting it seems when we've neared
its end
No measure of despair can hold us
for we trust in the promise of forever
Yet in this here and now
there is a heavy in our heart and a hard in our throat
May you be held and blessed in this day
of sadness
And may the knowing that all souls soar
heavenward
soon erase the clouds
1999, for Doug |
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Gathering
Father, Mother, Creator of who we are
and where we
aspire to be
we acknowledge our charge and accept with grace
its
mass and strength
We are energized by the torrential spirit of
Magdalena
who with mere pencil and parchment strives to
materialize our direction and shape our destiny
We are inspired by the clear beauty of Carol
who adeptly weaves nebulous particles and crystal
shards into the grace of word and color and song
We are comforted by the peace of Sherry
who humbly honors the glory and the divine within us
and among us
Be with us in the here and now and in the yet to be
that we may continue to receive tools to transform
inspiration to action
and that we may remain steadfast
to the charge
offered to us
1998, for Grace |
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Invocation
Sheathed in the promised glow of light
Armored with the mighty purple flame
Nourished by gentle feminine caring
Strengthened by each other’s energy fields
With full trust in the integrity of our intentions
And drawn together for a noble task
We reach up this day to gather force
The sudden bursts and the barely tangible
That we may translate inspiration to word and song
That we may be understood
Be with us today, Spiritual Teacher
We humbly offer our full attention
And remain with us, please
Tapping us subtly or stunningly
As we move through the hills and valleys of our
lives
Until we gather again to join in this circle of
service
1998, for Grace |
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Message from a Medical
Intuitive
We have come to know there is a natural order,
a divine presence, an absolute truth.
We gain glimpses, always clear but oft times brief
of this natural, divine, and absolute light.
The confines of our human selves, though noble,
cause us to relate to truth and wisdom
in a relative way.
We cannot yet hold, or even define, the greater
power.
Be at ease in selecting your tools of healing.
Any thought or word or deed is the right one
when it is given with unconditional love
for the greater good of another soul.
1998, for classmates |
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Glory
The irony is…
Our infinite souls are bound
by a finite shell of chemicals
and ionic forces with no power
to see past the universe
on which we stand.
The glory is…
Our souls, free from Earth’s
tangible constraints, encounter
the beauty and love and peace
that is beyond understanding.
May God hold you and enlighten you
as you move through these saddest days.
Know that other finite souls are with you
to share the mystery of now and the hope of forever.
1998, for Bill and Bev |
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Muz
Happy Mother’s Day and Happy Spring
We have been together
for more than five decades
for more than half a century
of our earth years
Does it feel like but a moment in time?
And so it is…
We met each other in the dark
and you delivered me to the light.
Thank you
Our souls have traveled through this life
sometimes touching
But often seemingly unaware
of each other’s presence as we forged
through days and drifted through nights
Our time stands still in the here and now
as I write these words and as you hear them
We are together on this Mother’s Day
And we have celebrations yet to come
Happy Spring, I love you
1998, for Mom
Neither of us knew
it would be her last
Mother’s Day |
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Young Master
You are a master, young man
That is why you sometimes feel so old.
You create your own adventures
But you already know that.
The greatest joys in your life
come from the little things…
little stones, wee treasures,
the weight of a sleeping bag or
the trajectory of a bullet,
the parts of a whole,
the single branch of a tree
Because you already possess the wisdom
to see the forest.
Your adventure on earth is only beginning…
You have much to learn, to create, to enjoy,
to love.
A mighty "Happy Spring" this Mother's Day
to you
from me,
your mom
1998, for Chip |
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Christmas Next
Our prayer for you and yours this Christmas
is that you might take this
moment
in the here and now
to travel back through your
year gone past
lingering over each moment of joy
holding again the happy thoughts
feeling again the triumphs
of your tasks well done
knowing you are
appreciated by those around you
May you carry these captured thoughts of light and love
as you step through this
holiday season
into your year ahead
1998, for friends and family |
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Christmas Past
May this season herald for you
a new beginning
a fresh start
Be free to leave behind all rusty thoughts
and tarnished memories
the heavy stuff that darkens us
Brush clear your vision
that you may capture the happy side
the goodness and the warmth
Come to know that light enfolds you
protects you
comforts you
Your heart, unzipped
receives wisdom you can not explain
and encounters peace beyond understanding
1997, for friends and family |
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Babain
He thought about that day when he was very small.
The leaves smelled so good and fresh.
So much to see. So much to touch.
Michael was awesome.
She could crouch so low and stay so long
without moving a whisker.
And then jump so high so fast.
He couldn’t do that.
He couldn’t even catch a bug.
He thought about his Boy,
Picking him up so high his tail curled up to his chin.
He remembered the whisker-clipping day
and how noisy the Mother was then.
He watches his Boy grow bigger.
And he was bigger too.
But not so big he couldn’t curl down tight
underneath the covers with his Boy.
So many wonderful nights.
He saw the White One his People called Lovey.
He knew he was loved best.
When Popcorn passed through his mind he cringed for
a moment,
but then popped a laugh when Popcorn became
so small from atop the drapes.
He was O.K. He was big now.
He learned the language of his People.
Sit and look into the
window...they will let me in
Sit and look out the glass door...they will let me out.
Say Meow three times...they will feed me.
Always he thanked his People with all of his heart
with two hug rubs and four kiss licks.
He is thankful now.
He loved to walk with his Boy through the woods.
His Boy did not know the way, he led him down every path.
Strawberry.
He had almost forgotten.
A gift from his heart.
He went camping with his People.
How could he forget that!
They tied him to a tree and went away for so long.
Later it was fun.
So much fun to hide in the tall grass and watch the fire.
He was not afraid. He was strong and agile then.
He could catch anything.
When Casey and Mandy passed through his mind
he
could only
think about how big they were.
He had not thought about them for a long time.
Where are they now? And where is Fiver?
Then Peppy
His dear friend, Peppy.
For so long he could not understand why Peppy went away.
He understands now.
Soon he will play again with Peppy and he will
snuggle with him
and remember with him
so many mornings and so many days and so many nights.
He can hear the Dog now.
There was a time when he feared Campersagooddog.
But soon he learned he still had the reign.
What a good feeling.
The Mother and the Man love him as much
as a People can.
He knows he has been loved.
He knows he has loved.
His Boy was here.
It seems like only
a few moments ago.
So hard it was to climb the stairs,
to sneak past the New One his People call Tempe.
He knew he could make no noise,
and he knew the door would open.
He had only to ask and his Boy would take him in.
Together they remembered
a thousand nights.
Last night he slept by his fire.
This morning he had good food and fresh drink.
It is time.
The leaves smell so good and fresh.
So much he has seen.
So many he has touched.
1993, for Babain ~
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New Nurses
Our patient is coming back
It is with love and hope that we
anticipate him
Why does he not stay on his diet?
He’s coming to ICU and we’re almost ready
dialysis, foley, cardiac monitor, IV, NG, and TV
His room is prepared and our hands are steady
On white sheets now, his dignity stripped
... He is afraid
We collect samples, we monitor, we carefully
analyze all of his parts and pieces
We add and we take away
We turn dials, push buttons, close clamps
and open vials
... He feels alone
Our ears tune in to the beeps and our eyes
to the moving lights
While our hands touch the cool metal,
hard plastic and smooth glass
... He is watching our faces
His status is changing and it’s not good
Inject bicarbonate, digoxin and lasix
Oxygen, trach, and paddles nearby
tested and waiting
... He is waiting too
Our care displaced for the moment
Moving from our hand through the machine
and finally to him
... But he is still waiting
Can we not find the time to touch him?
1985, for graduating nurses |
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So Tall
Where to begin?
When we are born?
He entered the center of our world
but with what could we compare?
As we became taller he amassed great power
But then lost a little as our horizons grew wide
Waxing and waning
while we reached for life
But always there in the tender spots
Today we are as tall as we know how to be
And he was friend
There when beckoned
and there, unseen, when not
He has grown taller now
and is outside the boundaries
of our hands
But will still be there
in the tender spots
There is no end
1984, for Joyce |
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Two Days in June
He came up the driveway
dangling
With so much pain he was numb
His little life flowing from a gash in his
integrity
Put to rest by alien hands
and watched with love not
so perceived nor believed
by the little creature
Strawberry
Alien love cannot be transformed to bunny love
He joined the pool of souls
1982, for Strawberry |
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Old Bones
Each of us comes to the place where
time stops
And where we shed old bones and dresses
Knowing that those left behind are
also loved
And will come to that place to be
with us in their own time
1981, for Gloria |
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Wee Godson
Now that you are so very small
How easy to tell you of trust and love
Comfort is near
Beauty and wonder around you
Soon you will find a tiny bug so precious
or flashing minnow
or dandyflower
To overfill your wee heart with gladness
And overshadow fleeting moments of sadness
Then as you grow through your young life
bumping into things that hurt
Your dear heart strays sometimes
and forgets the songs of trust and love deep
down inside you
May you then
as now
Lean softly into the arms of God
To feel the peace and be carried
1980, for James Gayl |
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Mentor
Little furry creatures move through life
in a natural way
Obeying the laws before them
and around them
Responding to fear with fear
and with grace to love
Creatures in God’s image are
natural too
but moving with freedom to choose
They were taught to love, some
prefer to forget
and are without grace
Others have chosen to stray to such
heights
they are feared
One man not forgetting
is down so low
He is blessed
1980, for Granddad |
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Chemistry Eternal
He gives us a notion of peace, not understood
that eases an edge of the fear and hurt
He gives us love and life,
but only for a moment in eternity
And sadness, too, only a moment
In this moment she has left her failing chemistry
behind her
Sharing now in the fathom of His Being
but loving you still
Knowing that truly He cradles you
1980, for Judy |
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Looking Up
It’s a rough wind that blows sometimes
And it feels like there is no magic
As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly
We too go around
and down
Until we are flat
looking up
From here we can see
tiny things
Miracles it seems
Things that grow and love
and live
Things from before
becoming
Nothing disappears
And from here we can arise knowing
with a peace like magic
beyond understanding
We too are one that grows and loves and lives
not disappearing
It is now and ever shall be
world without end
1980, for Angie |
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Beyond
Words cannot lighten your heart
at this time of sadness
But our prayers are with you
that you might find peace in life
And look forward to a time
beyond
Which brings us all together
1980, for Bill |
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One of the Creatures
She is down low under the leaf
and she has a long way to go
The same as she has come
Her burden is heavy, she doesn’t
know that
That her mission is vital she knows
very well
As she struggles to carry her bundle
over the tall twig, the long twig
Over the moss, around the nut
to the far side of the leaf
She is ever guarding against intrusion
Her purpose is clear, she cannot be
diswayed by any being – only barely detained
By nightfall she has journeyed into the hill and
placed her treasure by her queen who
neither rewards her nor asks for more
She goes out again in quest of morsels
for the sisters in her colony
She gives all that she has
to achieve and succeed
That all of her charges may live
She was unseen
When my sole moved her soul
1980, for an ant |
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Cold Smooth Steel
You’ve cupped the cold smooth steel
in your soul
the bitter sad lonely spots of life
But without them you could never
feel dew on a sun warmed leaf
or travel in love through giving grasses
1976, for Sally |
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These
poems were created by Sharon Hallet
Peirce Reier Gomez Corbin
for honored souls.
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