Time heals nothing

Time heals nothing it merely passes What time offers are infinite possibilities for anything for everything for breaking or mending for pretense or authentic living forgiving or resenting So don’t believe the lie that the passage of time will make you or your life more sublime Awake, watch out, do your work you’ll get more…

Kindness

ALWAYS Remember The power of Kindness To anyone Anywhere Anytime Anyplace BE KIND   Here is just a little thought for the day, for life, for each moment, for the hard choices when emotions rise high and tempers want to let words and objects fly! It can be hard sometimes… but it is always the…

Freedom and belonging

This is and isn’t a repost. The poem will be a repost, but I want to share a bit more of my own story. I am considering a little series on running, passion, pleasure, power, freedom and how it all fits together for me. We all have our constellations of being and by living in…

The Unstranger

  A poem about in love or infatuation: that first phase of what might become something beautiful and valuable. I won’t just swallow all these feelings anymore This unstranger  came along  and my earth quaked He came like a hammer and unknowingly broke something open in me It’s not even about him specifically, I think but…

Hair and happiness

It’s that time of year when there is a mass consideration of ways that we can improve our lives and ourselves and possibly also the way that we take care of each other and the planet. Personally, I think this is great. I just think we need to do this much more that once a…

This little light of mine

I grew up in a culture that embraced/adhered to/entertained/was influenced by, an edition of the Christian faith as understood during the time in history known as the reformation. I’m no expert in History or church history, but I know that it felt stale by the time we were partakers in the tradition and that I…

Self-portrait, 2017

  Runner Writer Pen-to-paper freedom fighter Fighting for light for the freedom of our souls long enough suppressed, oppressed, depressed by critics judgements schedules and lack of sleep So as I journey finding my way sometimes dead ends sometimes detours always lessons to learn and badges to earn I’ve been searching for and finding keys…

A signpost to guide the way

This is just a bit of lightheartedness as I look back on the start of a new chapter in my running journey. It is the event that made me a marathon runner.   Signs and wonders messages from above or within how would I navigate without at least a signpost now and then Voices of…

Nostalgie/Nostalgia

This is another post of long ago memories and remembering. I have been leafing and reading through old journals and precious sheets of paper given to me by dear friends: Poems written by the poets and the artists, the extraordinary people that have blessed my life with rich friendship. I miss most of them, because…

Less is more

Less darkness means more light, less daylight means more night. Since I’ve slowed down I seem to have more time, but time stays the same around the clock. It’s the things that I do with time that changes this perception. More time means less rushing. Less rushing means more peace of mind. With this then,…

As Time Flies

Originally posted on Real as the Streets:
As time flies, Life implies She complies With its lies. Darkened skies, Teary eyes, Choking sighs, All the, “Whys,” Bring despise. She replies: *Seeks demise* God denies. Real life faith, In disguise. So she tries, And applies His Advice To revise Her surmise. As time flies, Each tear…

Ready for Christmas?

Ready for Christmas? Absolutely, finally I am ready for Christmas Ready to ignore  the pressure to  do more buy more have more want more of stuff Ready to join in and laugh more sing more dance more risk more give more of me Ready to slow down and follow my own star Ready to rejoice…