Sky to Earth

The stars dance as I adjust my eyes
How can there be so many?
How many can see as I do?
So vast, so far, yet linking us.

Majestic mountains ground
And running waters sooth
Minds and emotions run amok
Returning to home, resting in gaia.

Stillness fills my lungs
I feel the pulse in my feet
“Thank you” I give to her
Praise to her rhythm.

In the Moment

Thinking of you and your touch
Voracious or sweet; doesn't matter much
Calmness and peace prevail
A gentle wind in my sails

Slight curve at the corners of my mouth
Align with the light in my eyes
The velvet of my shoulders
The slope of my hip

Fire
Desire
Inspire
Conspire.

Walk with Me.

The garden is secret;
Leaves rich, dense and sensuous.
Desirable, touchable, drinkable;
Barefooted we travel on her moss.

Surprise pockets and bursts of musk discovered.
Dragonflies touch down to rest.
Crickets stridulating in rhythm where
Sound is heavy, leaving little reverberation.

Palpable nature; honeysuckle sweetness.
Lingering dampness catches skin leaving
Wet kisses from maidens before.
As we dance on the garden floor.

One Candle Light

Sweet notes.
Intense kisses.
Thoughts give way to impulses.

Allow the goodness.
Feel the tenderness.
Absorbing your attention to my skin.

Breezes of gratitude and peace flow over us
A lover's embrace twisted with undeniable desire
Moments steeped in acceptance and respect
Etched in my memory forever.

Shelving the past and opening to new
Resting, releasing, offering.
A circle without judgment, without restraint.
Shine your light; I'm delighted to dance within those sacred beams.

One candle alone can't help but attract another.

We'll see how this looks in the morning....just a few wine soaked thoughts

I think I can now empathize with what being alone means. Alone and out of reach is different than plain old, no one nearby. It’s different when you are left alone by choice. It’s difficult to know there are people not very far away who choose not to be with you anymore.

It stings. It’s hurtful.

Energy sucking it is to keep moving forward; keep choosing to put one foot in front of the other. I miss my kids that is certain. I know they are safe and having fun and will undoubtedly run into my open arms with gusto like a plate of their favourite meal. I know them and know they will return like the proverbial bird once set free.

Just as there is an opening in my heart for someone who is my match, there is a void that could only provide the space for the companion. I guess the choice here is focus on the potential not the gap.

My children sustain me, give my days structure and love and responsibility. Something that may be lacking for others if only in an excuse to do/or not to do something. They both provide parameters for my choices; ensure that I give thought to most of my action; conscious of the consequences not only for me but reverberation to them. I choose love not fear; patience not guilt; laughter not regret. I am nothing if I cannot present choice and unwavering confidence in the ability of my children. Only that can I model and offer as my humility.

Sabina-Shawina.

Gawd; I had no idea I hadn't let loose
Really let it all go, kick off my shoes
Shake my body; let it groove to my music
Inside my core only shared with the intrinsic

Show me how to let it howl
Get down on the ground and growl
Be silly, and goofy, and childish
Roll around and giggle; be outlandish

Let me be sassy, let out the fox
Cougars or tigers out of the box
Hoot and holler, squeal and reel
Dance and carry on; how good it feels!