Who are you? When you sleep  When you dream   Who are you in your eternal being? Who is it who sits between your eyes Who is it who says “I” Is it you who is wearing that disguise? Who are you when you are truly alive?   Let go of your fear Let go…

Here is a little poem I wrote in March 2022 Awakening The frogs sing for the coming of the spring The rain falls softly on the gently warming and Awakening earth As life begins to prepare for its annual re-birth I too am Being made anew… At this changing of the seasons   I too…

Sun Kissed and Wind Swept   Marred with dirt From kneeling in the earth In prayer In thanks   For keeping me rooted So that I may rise   Arms full With a bountiful harvest Not just with edible gifts (Though that too)   But filled to the brim with friendship and Laughter and Heaping…