Dancing through time and space in perfect harmony, taking on infinite forms, Being boundless. Being free. Creating and destroying, I am both unity and duality. Yet always loving, no matter how fierce I must be. In one moment that lasts forever I am both here and I am there, a Goddess, courageous and clever… I am the bird and I am the feather. I fly to you now, through this poetry, an expression of our truth and the Goddess within me. May we sing, may we dance, may we live eac

Sun and Moon. They’re all I see. Sun and Moon. Dancing through the galaxy. Sun and Moon. Lovers for Eternity. Sun and Moon, birthed a star so bright. Sun and Moon, they raised and Earthly Sprite. Spiraling through the atmosphere, Sun and moon loved their child so dear. Sun and moon. Sun and moon, And all the stars above. Sun and moon sun and moon… Survive on nothing more than Love. We are their dream we are their children. Sun and moon, We’re sun and moon’s stars, They birthe

I overheard on my walk today faint whispers through the trees. I stopped to listen and all was still, even the falling of the leaves. As I continued on my way, the grass again began to sway. A gentle breeze blew by, and the limbs of the trees relaxed with a sigh. I looked up and around then down, feeling in great company. I heard a buzzing near the ground, and saw an insect hovering before me. Its wings were purple, gold, and long, and it approached me buzzing a song. Yet, I

Not long after I started writing this blog I woke from a very disturbing dream. It was after I’d published my second post “Love without Light: Reclaiming the Heart of Darkness.” It was the kind of dream that wakes you from your sleep and lingers through the day. The kind of dream that makes you question and wonder, and ask why? I was back in my hometown in Naknek, Alaska with my sister and her new baby, behind the wheel of my Dad’s old Toyota land cruiser. My sister held litt

Long, long ago, before the Earth had come to be, Sun was a cosmic dancer, spiraling through eternity. Now, Sun had many friends’ who spun the galaxy; Stars, moons and planets, creating destiny. Sun was a bright spinner, blazing a new path, lighting up the cosmos, with a fiery rath. In a moment, out of nowhere, Sun collided with a Star, their dances took them tumbling, round and round, forever far. Sun’s fire grew to double, as the two began their fun, twinkling and twirling,

I found a message from a fairy, written on this leaf. It was the star that caught my attention, the letter was intricate and brief. The white roots form an image, only visible to those who see, that the magic of the fairies is not fiction, but belief. #blogging101 #art #writing101 #belief #poetry #love #fairy #letterstoself #nature #magic

They say the eyes are the windows to one’s soul. Look deeply into your own, or any other, and you will find encircled within the iris a dark center. Our “pupil”, the focal point for all our visions and the lens from which we see, the dark middle, a black whole. So often we think of darkness opposing the light. Light in all its brilliance illuminates the path. It is a gift from the stars. We follow the light. We choose the light. We look at the bright side. We are guided by a

“Who am I and Why am I here?” This is the big question. It is the KEY question, the defining of one’s self, and of one’s purpose. Oh how many answers I could give, but none would qualify that which I am. When I ask the cells of my being, they in turn must ask the elements within, and so it is here I begin, with the breath. Inhaling a cool night inward, my chest expands creating the spaciousness around my heart for the waves of Prana to rise and fall, they are the tides of my