I am not alone The world is encased in white I wonder where the snow ends and I begin? Winter * Fir trees, how they hold the white weight on their shaggy boughs Not a breath of wind this day The day after the storm On the straight great and small trunks of the tall,…
If you look deeply into the photograph, civilization is within the rock. We human beings are part of nature, part of rock/stone, contained within it, not separate from it! See! Photo taken at Toronto Lakeshore. Look and see the CN Tower within the stone, feel the stone within us, solid and still. Stone is part…
Mysteries dwell in the pond deep and murky Unknown 🍃 Sundown paints the scene in lengthening shadows Darkness 🍃 Seamlessly noise ceases gloom begets the quiet Wonder 🍃 Trust where the light has gone twilight in the frog pond Surrender. 🍃 Acrylic creation @mymedicineislove. To gain the higher perspective, we must go deep into the…
In essence, we bribe ourselves and others to make us feel better, all the while the truth is we belittle ourselves and those around us by our behaviour, lowering our own self-esteem and relinquishing our power. We don’t live our truth, we live our guilt and shame historically and repeat and repeat these things over and over again to ourselves and others in lieu of the truth. When we don't show up for ourself, speak our truth even though we know it may disappoint, the truth is, we take on the disappointment. When we begin to see others as ourselves we understand this truth.
✨ “Who are you today?” she asks me. ✨ As I sit, sipping peppermint tea. I ponder Who am I? Why in this moment I am contented happy hinting to blissful even. A smug smile hints at the corners of my mouth. I am a yogi sitting smiling in this moment amid the hustle and…
I see differently than you My knees function the same but my knees are mine not yours. When I converse and connect with you I remember these facts This softens me to feel through your eyes and knees And see ☀️ Truth.
I ask myself this morning, what is real? I pause I slow I breathe . . . quietly . . and begin to notice my immediate surroundings . . . I tune in to the senses of my body to be fully human is to live and experience life with and through the body. senses…
Thirty-One Moons, Poetry from Earth, has landed and is available to purchase online at global on-line publication retailers. This sacred body of creativity is a portal to the invisible realms we inhabit in every moment when we open ourselves up — mind body and soul — to the wisdom of the ages, the natural sages…
I am grateful for joy, for God the Creator, the Good and Fruitful Mother Earth, for art, for transcendent bliss. I am grateful for the sun, the moon, stars and galaxies. For kindness and compassion, grace and fortitude. Lace and velvet, cotton and linen, dresses and feeling pretty. Solitude and peace, dance and faith. Purity…
A morning visit to the Art Gallery of Ontario recently and the powerful beauty of the evening sky invoked something ancient and deep within which I would like to share. I attended a ceremony honouring the indigenous children who never returned home from the residential school system they attended; the dead, the surviving and the…
My Medicine is Love 