Tell me …

something I don’t know

make it delicious.

Tantalize with your words

and

spin a web of sin

so that I may catch myself in the silken threads.

Hold me close

whisper

sweet nothings

that mean everything.

Talk to me of the stars and their incandescence

whilst waltzing through a dream.

I want to know what it’s like to be entranced, entrenched and enchanted.

Please …

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Hearts Desire

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It’s quiet now.

My mind, which races through the days

slows like molasses.

Darkness permeates the room

allowing me to float effortlessly

above myself.

No restraint, untethered and free.

sparkling bits of universal dust

drift about like fairy magic.

My heart says “make a wish”

Then suddenly, the word appears.

The letters are crisp and clean but with a softness about the edges.

Lover.

Re-entry into the body is gentle.

There is –

Stillness.

Knowledge

and

Desire.

Dreams of a nerdy girl …

I dreamt of  Captain Jean Luc Picard last night.

We were piloting the Starship Enterprise together,

boldly going where no man has gone before.

When suddenly, Mr. Wharf was on deck dancing to Kool and The Gang.

And boy could that Klingon boogie.

Nerdy you say?

Why yes, yes I am.

And, quite proud of it.

I would garner a bet that there are a lot of closeted nerds out there.

Are you one of them?

 

 

At this moment …

It is deliciously quiet.

The only sound I hear is the ticking of the clock on the wall.

I imagine at times like this that the world is holding its breath.

Blissful nothingness, that permeates even the air that I inhale.

When such moments occur I feel as if all my worries have vanished.

To be replaced with

calm

cool

nirvana.

As if I were sitting in the palm of the universe

surrounded only by primal elements –

air – water – earth

A cocoon of spun softness

delicate yet protective.

I wonder, if I stay still enough, will I be able to hear the whispering of the stars?

Ablutions …

The rain is my confidant.

It helps to wash away the stagnancy in my soul

and brings my spirit to life.

A much-needed and somewhat cathartic, liquid nectar.

I want to walk without an umbrella and twirl in the damp darkness.

While whispering gentle mantras.

Beautiful

reaffirming

words

of

life

love

and

divinity.

Losing myself in Mother Nature’s saturating brine …

Signs …

Do you believe in signs?

Are there really any accidents in life?

Or does everything happen for a reason?

I have always believed that life was full of signs. 

And, if you followed them, they would lead you down the yellow brick road of happiness.

But it’s not always easy to decipher their true meaning. 

It’s only after an ending comes, or after we’ve traveled down the wrong fork in the road that we realize what the universe was trying to tell us.

Signs are not always a precursor to unhappiness or heartache.  They can portend beauty and blessings as well. 

Twice in my life I’ve been blessed with signs that let me know life would be full and beautiful. 

The first time was after a very difficult breakup. While walking my puppy on a cold Winter day, I suddenly came to an abrupt halt.  Looking down at my feet I noticed the most beautiful butterfly.  It’s colorful body lay lifeless, yet fully intact on the cold gray cement.  As I stooped to gently scoop it up, I noticed it’s perfection. Soft wings, knowing antennae and a gentle aura.  I realized at that very moment that this beautiful bit of nature was given to me.  A gift from the universe telling me that life would go on.  That no matter what the days ahead brought, I would survive.  Thrive even.  I placed the creature in a box and put it away for safe keeping. 

That was over 8 years ago and I still believe.

The second occurrence happened recently, during an extremely difficult time in my life.  It was a cold and somewhat dreary day.  I had just leashed up the pup for an afternoon walk when I came to a sudden, unexpected halt in the doorway.  I don’t think I’ll ever be able to explain what stopped me.  But I immediately looked down at my front door mat and my eyes drifted to the most beautiful silvery blue and perfectly intact dragon-fly.  With gentle finger tips I lifted the delicate beauty and placed it into  a plastic box.  I realized that this bit of life had come to me to let me know that new and better things would touch my soul in the future. 

Dragonflies are a symbol of new life.  Just as the butterfly symbolizes change and evolution. 

Recently, numerous signs presented themselves to me.  But at the time of their coming I was unable to recognize them. 

But with that said,  I now know their meaning and thank the universe for its unending benevolence.

Take the time to see what is in front of you. 

Open your mind.

Listen to the wind, it will whisper its secrets.

Pay attention to the bluebird as it sits next to you on a bench.

Be heartfully open.

The answers are yours …