When You Know, Absolutely Know, there is a “Better” You Waiting to Emerge…

Woman Emerges

Woman Emerges

The God You Meet

The God you seek is within every face you meet.
You have been taught to think otherwise.

My God, Your God, My God, Your God
Until you understood, for your have been taught well,

Exactly who was on Your side and who
Quite frankly, would go to Hell.

They say with sincerity that the Devil,
if you are so to believe, works in dangerous ways.

Missing the irony of what they speak.
For clearly they are relating the Devil’s number one play-

Causing one to hate God so clearly
set upon another’s face.


I wrote this poem and did this image because I am tired of sometimes operating from my most base emotions. Blind hate as I describe in the poem is one such example of a gut reaction by the lowest self. I am spiritual, but not religious. I do not serve my judgments of “right” and “wrong” in the arena of religion. However, we all contain everything within us and I am guilty of a “me” vs. “them” mentality in many areas of my life- the “Devil” at work.

A “Me” vs. “Them” mentality, even when it is supposedly justified by the “word of God”, is one of the basest places from which to engage in life.

All things, if we allowed them ( and our history has shown we have allowed a many number of things this luxury) can serve to divide and in turn, justify the most base actions.

What peace and harmony may be brought by such actions? I can not say I honestly desire such things, yet choose that which will garner neither.

You can not choose base emotions and expect love, peace, and joy to follow. Believe me, I have tried. Oh, Lord, I have tried.

There is a place for strong, gut reactions in life, and there is a place to take the higher road. May I continue to grow wise and learn to tell the difference.

The art piece speaks to this. I like the woman-figure rising up from the circle/rose. She is parting the waves of chaos into a new way of being. I admire her.

Being Honest Enough with Yourself to Become a Better Person

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The Petty Mind

I have been given so many blessing, so many chances, and so many opportunities.
Fate and destiny have been kind companions on my walk.

Yet, I do not travel alone. I insist on carrying with me
the most unsightly and un-insightful baggage.

I complain of the slow cashier and bagger in the store.
I wonder when that driver will ever get out of my way.

I think cold thoughts and wonder where the love went.
I think of manipulation and a slight rush of power pushes away peace.

A small word, “petty”, speaking of an even smaller nature.
But “petty” is a trickster, the Coyote calling on the wind

I fall for the sound every time, and waste days and hours
on tracking its scent.

The small and large moments I have lost on details
most insignificant may haunt me to the end.

Which is why, on this day, if I could give up anything,
it would be my petty mind.

And then, maybe I will not have to waste time
trying to pick up the trail again of where my peace, love, and joy went.

Lately, I have realized how many petty thought run through my mind each day. From where did this compulsion develop- to judge, to criticize, to compare? Even if I do not say these things aloud, my mind has found itself chasing the trail, wasting precious moments and energy of my life on details of the utmost in-significance.

I want to take my life back from this insidious interloper who steals minutes and hours of my days. Let me free my heart from such small thoughts- for that is what they are- small in meaning and small in gravitas. Let me take my thoughts back and place them on the highest ideals and let me move my life towards love and peace by giving up that which has never served these ideals.