We are the mirror as well as the face in it.
We are tasting the taste this minute of eternity.
We are pain and what cures pain both.
We are the sweet cold water and the jar that pours.
I’ve been feeling a little quiet lately.
This is good.
Creating and percolating some fun new projects and ideas, slowly,
and stepping into a newfound level of understanding and allowance
for the commitment I have made to my creative life…
as artist teacher writer woman healing-helper spiritually-guided-Me…
to living life fully, openly, lovingly,
devoted to a will higher than my own.
I can taste the gratitude and relief,
it is that strong –
a great river, it is, soothing the noise along, tenderly
into the sweet hush of the ocean’s belly
as she prays to her mother moon.