This waiting is uncomfortable This waiting takes forever

The practice of friendship Starts at any age And affords us an opportunity To feel love in our heart As we extend it to another

Outer peace begins with inner peace. Inner peace expands to include communities. I am a protest.

I am a work in progress. Partially finished and awaiting completion. Allow my life to unfold in its own time. I know how to find my way.

Silence is my friend I visit every day always there waiting to slide its arm around my shoulders to welcome and settle me in.

The Tao that can be told is not the eternal Tao. The name that can be named is not the eternal name.

Yesterday I knelt on the ground. I held prayer and peace as the seconds wore on feeling the infinity of struggle surrendering every moment

I find myself sitting in discomfort, fidgeting, unable to make a decision. I don’t think I’m alone.

Know with this intention right now we join together in the power of love and presence of each one of us

Awareness of who we are varies as the colors in a rainbow. Awareness changes as we grow through life experience.

I’m thinking about Memorial Day this morning Loved ones present and Loved ones past, what is now and what was then

I wrote this poem “Eyelids” back in 2000. Life is a journey. Wisdom reveals itself through our eyes, our hearts, our minds and our souls....