Daily Breaths

On The Road Again

Have you, like Willie, been itching to ‘get on the road again?’ Is the uncertainty, at best, and terror, at worst enough to make you press petal to motivational-metal and roar off toward new horizons? Is the inner emotional current growing such an insistently high decibel that you feel something within about to give way…the… Read more »

Barn’s Burned Down, Now I Can See the Moon

If after tragedy we step out under the stars and actually look at the moon, we shall survive the tragedy in good form. If after profound loss we feel a new life growing somewhere within, then the good guys win. When we can move beyond the burned barn that housed our stuff, our beautiful stuff,… Read more »

Angels All

Today is the anniversary of the death of the woman who gave me a second life, Helen Rosenstock. Because I am a late bloomer, she entered my life late, when I was finally ready for her vision, her tools of a transformative baptism. The person you know as Samantha, is not the person I started… Read more »


In spring, the imagination rises unbidden, Called by heat and rain And the unforgiven. Green eyes follow lush stems, twirled and budded Filled with old stories Held back in the long cold And silent fear. Air, colored in birdsong, Heralds the luxe life Beyond that endured without light, Beyond the unlived life. Absolve tired dreams… Read more »

Trash Talking ~ Stories, Lies, and Myths

Last week I heard myself trash talking.  It was sarcastic and funny, but hurtful.  If I had been talking about a friend, I would not have wanted them to hear.  This was not about a friend.  The trash was about me.  Once again I had found a sneaky way to open a well-worn scab, gouged… Read more »

Recalculando ~ A la Izquierda

Today is my birth date.  I am an earthy Taurus being with simple soul-tastes, and big demands.  What am I demanding of this re-birth? “Who has the GPS?  Where am I headed? What do I need?  Will I arrive safely? When? Why go there?” Last month we went to Spain and used a Spanish GPS… Read more »

New Moon

Her silent re-birth comes A silvery scythe cutting the night Tender as a new scar A lone, mewling shadow-light Setting unknown templates Initiating up-grades. Sky-walk with spirit. Heed the call to beginner’s mind With courage as your sacrament, Talisman held to the heart. Face the unknown journey Push back the darkness.

Visionary Shakti

The world is always asking we become visionaries, never more so than now.  To create visions we must stop, take time, and offer space for them to unfold.  They hold more power when we become clear, when we are willing to be a visionary creative force.  Visions prefer anointing those who embody the dictates of… Read more »