Last Thursday night I could not sleep. At three in the morning I gave up and decided to stir around the house for a while. I generally write when sleep eludes me, but, not this night, not this crazy night! I was too restless, and far too wild for candlelit meditations or thoughtful prose. As I …
Daily Archives: January 29, 2012
Desire
I will pluck a daisy, Ponder desire in golden fields I will dance in honeyed surrender Pleading to unholy guilds I will swirl and fling my nature Upon the deepest hottest coal I will burn within the night The very portrait of my soul I will walk within misty shadows Verge the harbors lapping shore …
The Grateful Heart
Thankfulness is a fine art. If one can manage to move about the world in an attitude of charismatic gratitude, it is entirely possible to edge ever closer toward the full joy of true spiritual awareness. The wisdom of age ignites a passion within the truly wise ones and reminds us to embrace life, to embrace love, …
Poe-etry
To One in Paradise By Edgar Allan Poe1809–1849 Edgar Allan Poe Thou wast that all to me, love, For which my soul did pine— A green isle in the sea, love, A fountain and a shrine, All wreathed with fairy fruits and flowers, And all the flowers were mine. Ah, dream too …
Dawn
Aurora Musis amica. Dawn is friend of the muses
The Newborn Day
There is a kind of holiness in a newborn day, a round, rosy tinge of hopefulness that satisfies my soul and inspires renewal within my spirit. About one year ago, I began a simple predawn ritual of openheartedness. Long before dawn, I crawl out of my bed and make my bleary way to our house altar. …
