Hello dear Radiant Being,
What do you love passionately on Mother Earth? What I love passionately on the Earth and in the Heavens can be seen and felt n my Art and Stories,for they are at the center of my visions...Mountains, Oceans,, Stars, Flowers, Waters, Sun, Rivers, Moon, Birds, Tress, Lions, Forests...I focus on the light of what I love without closing my eyes to the darkness that needs to be alchemized into the gold of our New Earth magnifcence and resplendence.
Wishing you infinite abundance and eternal beauty
every day in every way,
The Artist Wakes
The Artist wakes in the morning.
She hears the sea of visions calling.
She slips out of dream’s clothing,
and puts on the clothes of the sun.
The Artist steps into sacred rhythm.
Following a spiral of wind, shell, and bone.
She kneels at the ocean of colors,
and communes with the dolphins of joy.
The Artist bathes in luminous waves
of high frequency shapes,
as they come in.
She wades into universal imagination at high tide,
and devotes herself to diving in.
The Artist dives and emerges, dives and emerges.
She discovers more beauty than she can fathom,
more gifts than she can hold.
She lays her favorite treasures on the shore,
and when the tide begins to ebb,
she floats in the peace of her freedom.
You Are the Rose
Welcome to the garden of your new beginnings.
The garden where the past is known as compost,
and the future smiles on butterflies’ wings.
Welcome to the magical garden of Now.
Lay your body down among the flowers and dream.
There is nothing more to do.
Nowhere else to go.
You have journeyed far.
Now you are home.
Perhaps you think this is not where you belong?
For this is a place where your joy is sovereign,
and you are used to suffering?
But, this is your garden.
This is what you planted
through many stormy nights.
The seeds you held close
through wind and rain and ice.
This is what has grown from feeling
even when you were most weary,
You carry something of wondrous worth inside.
Lay your body down among the flowers.
Let the flowers dream inside you.
Today we crown you, Queen of the Garden.
We celebrate your heedless radiance,
Lady of rubies swollen with dawn,
You are the Rose.