on this day…


…anything could happen




you can’t do anything without risking something



I EOᒪᐯE. 

TO E ᗩᗯᗩᖇE.


to EEK.

IᗩᗰOᑎᗪᔕ & EEᖇᗩᒪᗪᔕ along the Path. 


To OᑕᑌᗰET.

EEY way.

EEY day.

I EOᒪᐯE. 

TO ᔕᗩY,

‘I ᔕᗯᗩᖇTO ᔕᕼᗩᖇE’.

ᗩll these ᗰIᖇᗩᑕᒪEᔕ.




EEY one.

every ᗯᕼEE.


How do we stay in the present?

Especially when things are not going as we would like them to go?

circle photos above by Robin OK – sharing the God-path

Maybe we take a walk on the God-path, or follow the yellow brick road…

Time with myself

a day apart


 (sort of….I’m never really alone)

I sing my soul over and over

I confront my blocks

I challenge my status quo

I admit my ambivalence 

I shake the foundations of my acceptance

I shatter long shadows of my shame

I root out erroneous stories 

I write new endings

I let go of my need to resist change

I enter my griefs 

I accept my feelings

I forgive my failures

I write my treasures

I talk to my people

I connect with the world beyond my knowledge 

I laugh…just because

I move into new freedom

I express my thanks

I smile and smile because of you

the sheer ecstasy that you appeared

just for a moment

then you disappeared again

I keep letting you go

 I grieve your silent leaving

I wish you true love

I destroy my expectations 

I combust my wanting

I celebrate my freedom 

I explore the new structure

my structure

home of my own design

I acknowledge this historic moment

I delve into my desire for a circle of accountability 

I call into being like-minded friendships

scarecrows and lion hearts to walk with on this golden path

holding hearts and hands is responsibility in its highest and best form

I rise to meet my newly found pieces

I give away my longing for familiar

I slash the tires of my comfort zone

I conjure practical magic

I walk into this new room 

the theatre of my making

hung with velvet curtains

colors of mystic and navy blue

I am ready

I am willing 

to bear this new badge

with courage

to assume this custom role 

only I can fill in the world

I step into these new shoes

(You know how much I love new shoes)

I become central player

of this fabulous life 

I’ve been given

for this very time and place

I slowly walk center stage

content with my integrity

proud of my accomplishments

prouder still of my strength in doing right

doing the hard things

winning the battles to open my heart

again and again

my truth-filled speaking

which, sometimes,

brings silence to the room

I have done the work

I am prepared 

my calling is this:

leaving everything else far behind me

I saddle, and mount, up

I point my dragon toward the sun

grace drips down my back

puddles around my feet

love surrounds me

accompanies my going

like dust clouds of glory 

keeping pace with my movement

on this road less travelled

I acknowledge my hard truth –

for a little while

I didn’t want to stay here

hopes illusion lay dead 

I didn’t know how I could go on

I challenged my very existence 

I refused to save myself

and in doing so

I, somehow, saved myself

rising again on the wings of the morning

I bow to Your wisdom

I thank You for this granted moment

this day of acknowledgement 

this gentle touch

this state of being

this satisfaction of discord 

this testiment of salvation

this pilgrimage of miracle

this pathway of grace and glory

this radical victory of faith and trust

this revolution of respectability 

the lighting bolts within my own thoughts

the thundering intensity of my worded ways

the firey fury of my burning passions

hanging chads of my living

scale of justice balancing in my favor

karma smiles in delight

at this boomeranging harvest of goodness

this resurrection of Phoenix

 rising and rising

this burning bush of unrelenting passion

all this is

just me myself 

burning away

stripping away

chipping away

throwing away

breaking away

continual discovery







All is well


friends, let’s try to stay in our skin today!

Just relax – Just relax

This very moment is the house of God!

Anything can happen today!



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Happy the one*, and happy s/he alone,
 S/He who can call today their own:
S/He who, secure within, can say,
Tomorrow do thy worst, for I have lived today.
Be fair or foul or rain or shine
The joys I have possessed, in spite of fate, are mine.
Not Heaven itself upon the past has power,
But what has been, has been, and I have had my hour.

Happy the Man by John Dryden (*edits by me)
Public Domain



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