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Already Enough
Wherever you stepthe ground waits for your gift Wherever your hands movethe world is ready to receive Your offerings are already enoughsilent, embodied, whole Serve where you standThe moment is calling Continue reading
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This Is My House (horror flash fiction)
We’ve all heard haunted house stories. They’re clichés now, chopped into horror films or watered down in R.L. Stine paperbacks. Families move in, doors creak, things go bump in the night. My case was different. I knew the house was… Continue reading
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First Bite of Truth
First bite of truththe teaching entersa seed in the mouth Sitting stillit dissolves into marrowbecomes what you are Continue reading
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What Promised Land Waits?
Who begs for justiceyet plugs his earswhen told the gates swing onlyfor the burdened and bowed? Who says all are equalthough some begin their walkat tilted doorsand end in ditcheshaunted by demons? What house sells trinkets in the lobbybut no… Continue reading
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When Nothing is Held
Let go of the selfthe ideas, the namesthe images, the shadows In the emptinessnothing is missing The same energythat turns the seasonsmoves through you The universeis not outside It is what you arewhen nothing is held Continue reading
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Just a Thought
A thought is just a thoughtSeen as nothing moreit driftsno meaning to chaseno weight to hold Only thenits true nature appearsarisingpassinggone Continue reading
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Nothing Special
Nothing special herenot you, not me A walk in spring aira meal shared with familythe drive to the officea day in the park Each moment arrivesexactly as it shouldno need to ask why Continue reading
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What Truth is Best?
In the future, I see colors brightThat never once have met my sight Old family faces smile at meBeside a map of what might be A golden key unlocks my headWhere forgotten dreams are spread I asked the gods, “What… Continue reading
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Droplets in the Current
This moment cannot be graspedit is water slipping through our handsa river where past folds into presentand present unfolds into future It runs through you, through methrough everything Though time seems to passyou are not apart from ityou are time… Continue reading
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Nothing Stands Apart
So much to live forso much to die for We are far from paradiseyet never far from ourselves To be fully human in this worldis to welcome everythingthe wound, the wonderthe joy, the love All of it is the divineNothing… Continue reading
God Is In The Radio 