That One Memory

That One Memory

Do you have one?
Do you have that one memory
that you store in your heart and soul?
A memory that brings you joy,
happiness, and
makes you feel connected to the Ultimate.
It is that memory you wrap yourself in
during those times you need to feel loved
because no matter what else is going on
this one memory wraps you in peace and happiness.
We all have one,
at least one,
that we store away for those moments
we need to feel loved.
This memory
is what I hold on to
in the roughest of times
because it reminds me who will see me through.
It makes me feel connected to the one,
to the Ultimate,
and sets me up on a cloud of peace
like it did when I was three
and protected me while it
removed all the obstacles
and filled my world with new beginnings.
Sixty five years later,
this memory
still sustains me.
Hold on to yours
it is still there where you left it.

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Moist Heart

Moist Heart

You have a moist heart,
this woman at the First Nations center said.
It has been years
since she told me my tears
watered my heart and soul.
She said your moist heart
keeps you humble and fertile
so you may keep birthing.
I have not always understood what she meant
but on those days when the pain I witness
or even hear about makes me cry
I remember all this is to keep me with
a moist heart.
What moistens your heart?
Do you even allow yourself to have
a moist heart?
Do you allow yourself to feel the pain and suffering
in this world and
and have a good cry?
What if we moistened our hearts
and used this moistness
to fertilize the world?

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surprise!!!!

Surprise!!!!

Do you have eyes to see
or ears to hear?
Are you ready for how the Ultimate is
getting ready to surprise you?
It is so easy to be focused on the chaos,
the pain,
the challenges, and
the things we have to overcome,
that we miss the surprises in our life.
We miss the amazing way Spirit is embracing us.
We miss the signs the Ultimate cares about us.
We miss all those who are sharing
their loving hearts, kind souls and
their willingness to be of service and
be kind.
The surprises are not always huge,
but subtle.
They don’t always say surprise,
they just stop by to say hi and ask how you are?
The surprises come in those notes
reminding us we are loved.
The surprises sometimes come
when people randomly perform acts of kindness.
There are always the big surprises
but let’s look for  the little ones as well.
With each one,
let us hear
the universe saying
Surprise!

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My Tears

My Tears

The tears,
they flow down my face,
and remind me they are signs
from the Ultimate.
They are reminders that
my heart is working
and my soul is awake.
My tears challenge me to follow them
to the source
from which they flow.
My tears remind me to be
gentle, patient and kind with myself,
because I am working on healing.
My tears wash away
that which is no longer
or perhaps never was needed
in my soul.
My tears
are about my strength and courage
as I move out of my comfort zone
and into the challenge zone
where the Universe is leading me
to a higher and deeper place of understanding.
My tears
are what help me to
evolve and grow
and continue to be of service to others.
Who I am now
is because of my tears in the past.
Who I become
is because of my tears
in the present.

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Home is in my heart

Home is in my heart

Growing up, I would hear
Home is where the heart is.
for me, home is where the Ultimate is,
which is in my heart.
Home is that space where I gather
with the Ultimate,
those who have shown me kindness,
those I was kind to,
those who I was not able to be kind to
and those who were not able to be kind to me.
It is in the light and grace of the Ultimate
that we give thanks to those who showed us love
and seek forgiveness from those we hurt,
intentionally or not.
Home is that space where people experience the ,
the healing,
the grace,
and the wisdom of the Ultimate.
Home is not always an easy place to go,
but it is where the transformation continues.

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Storytelling

Storytelling

We are each storytellers,
whether we realize it or not.
Every day of our lives
is like a chapter in the book
we are writing for the world.
Our book, like our lives,
is filled with characters and themes.
We invite people to sit with us
around the fireplace of our heart,
as we share the love and wisdom
which lives within us.
We share cups of hot cocoa
and travel together in ways and to places
that only our imaginations can take us.
We are the writers of our own books
and the readers of the stories that others have
written us into.

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Examining My Heart

Examining My Heart

There are some tests
my cardiologist cannot do.
Only I can pay attention to
the state of my heart.
My doctor can listen to my pulse,
my heartbeat,
and other physical functioning, but
it cannot tell me how open my heart
is to giving or receiving.
Only I know how it feels when I give unto others
or allow them to give unto me.
This is a heartbeat no one else can
examine or pay attention to but me.
Only I know what I am open to giving
and what I am not.
Only the Ultimate and I know
where my heart is closed to others,
where it is hardened,
and where it needs to experience
the loving massage of the one
whose love beats through me daily.
I would love to say my heart is in great condition,
but because I have examined it,
I know where it needs healing.
The Ultimate can perform
the healing my heart needs
so I may continue to grow
in my ability to give from my heart
and be open to receiving from others.
To maintain this, however,
I must continue to examine my heart.

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it's About us

It’s About Us.

It’s about us.
Those are the words I ended my last poem with.
It’s about us.
They are words which remind me,
how what I do and say
is not about me,
it’s about us.
It’s the little things like when
I put my sweater on to keep warm
and pray that we all keep
our hearts and spirits warm.
Or when I feed myself
and pray that we all
feed ourselves spiritually.
When I make what I say and do
about us,
it makes me rethink all I say and do
because it’s not just about me.
it’s about us.

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My Heart

I have to see a cardiologist
she said and
I could feel the concern in her words
They saw a thickening 
in one of her chambers
and she kept talking
about her visit
and what they said
but the words which stuck out to me were
open
clear
strong
and full.
I know she was talking about
the physical
but I was thinking about
the spiritual
and to what extent my heart
was open,
clear,
strong,
and full.
I was reminded of a meditation
where I massaged my heart
and slowly removed
all that was hard
leaving behind
one that was soft
and so now
I am examining my heart
to ensure it is not only soft
but open,
clear,
strong, and
full.
Is yours?

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It's not a Luxury

It’s not a luxury,
Audre Lorde once wrote.
It’s not.
I truly get it.
I know what it’s like to have
words which are fighting to come out
and speak their truth,
tell their story,
and ask to be heard,
and honored
respected,
and understood.
Being heard is not a luxury.
It is something we all want,
even if others do not understand,
we want to be heard,
to be recognized,
even if others recognize our truths
as different.
Poetry is a way of singing.
It is a way of sharing our heart,
our deepest thoughts,
and the truth we know
from our relationship
with the one who loves us
and knows us in a way
only poetry can communicate.

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The Heart

At the end of the day
what is all come s down to
is my heart.
In times like these,
we see the condition
of each others hearts.
We see those at are
hardened,
soft,
closed,
open,
arrogant,
humbled
broken, and
healed.

This can be a time
when we contribute to the harming
or the healing
of our heart
and the hearts
of those around us.

May we take time
to radiate love,
light,
and positive energy
to our own hearts
and to the hearts of
those around us

May this be a time
for the healing and
gentle care of our hearts
and the hearts of
humanity.

May we hold each
others hearts in our
hands with the gentleness
and tenderness
we would a newborn

In our own way
we are each in a state
of being newborns.
May we honor
and celebrate the
newness emerging in us all

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An Apple a Day

An apple a day, they say,
keeps the doctor away.
That is fine and great,
but what about the non medical struggles
An acquaintance of mine used to say,
a good heart
keeps away the farts.
Those people who smell
up your life

My gratitude journal
keeps me humble.
My inspiration journal
keeps me open.
My intention journal
keeps me focused.
My joy journal
keeps me balanced
My writing
keeps me growing

What are the apples
in your life?
Is your heart
keeping away the farts?
What do you practice
to keep you healthy?

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The Work Begins

The work is not in my reading.
The work begins when
I am done.
When I sit with the ideas,
reflect on them,
decide on whether or not
to let them in my heart
and nurture me

The work begins when
I put the book down.
When I reflect on the ideas,
the teachings,
the gifts,
and the inspiration.

It doesn’t matter if it is
fiction or non fiction,
sacred or secular,
academic or non-academic,
there is something for me
to think about
and thus the work begins
when my eyes are done.

That is when my heart works.
Sometimes it is about what grade
most reflects what my student
attempted to show me.
Sometimes the work is for me;
it is about me releasing a belief,
changing a behavior,
being willing to grow and evolve.
Even as I read my own work,
the work begins
when my eyes are done
and I open my heart
and continue the journey.

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