Moon Gazer

Here's the tall and short of it... Last night the moon looked creamy, buttery smooth, velvety, foggy friendly & mostly in full moonly bloom-- but it seems like lately people are feeling a discourse that could be due to any number of reasons... people suffering, things breaking, hearts aching. What ever it is I hope it passes sooner than later... maybe it is just a matter of the earth currently rotating, rattling, spinning a bit out of control. No, please tell me it's just off it's axis momentarily.

So I went looking for you, I knew you were there cuz we saw you earlier at dusk.. besides how could I not feel you & see even a glimmer of you? I had to bolster myself as I stepped back to take a big eye and heart full of you. You great big beautiful phat hunk of round romantic consolation to mother earths darkness. I looked-up so happy to see you out there in all your glory.. you.

My neck stretched to get a good direct eye to eye type connection with you. It was love at last sight and felt as if it was the first time I ever laid eyes on you. You had a different look to you from here, a distinctive ring of clouds surrounding you... a lunar halo. Phab-a-lus one!

YES. Oh scrumptious opulant being. You bold, bright, massive, heart stopping, take no prisinors puffy ping-pong ball! Once again I'm struck by your beautiful ways. My goodness you're a looker ~

Alchemy

The Chemist who can extract from his heart's elements compassion, respect, longing, patience, regret, surprise and forgiveness and compound them into one can create that atom which is called LOVE

~ Kahlil Gibran

Coyote Story

I wanted to share a little story told (Sunday, Jan. 31, 2010) yesterday in church. It's a Native American tale about a little one who comes before an elder. A grandmother tells the story of the coyote. The wise woman says humankind houses two coyotes in the heart... one is full of fear, doubt, despair, anguish, hate, impatience, dread, negativity, dark thoughts and the other coyote contains love, peace, joy, confidence, trust, faith, hope, strength, courage, resilience. power.. the child with a tilt of the head is completely unsure and asks; "which one wins" grandmother responds; "the one you feed"

The story's ending so simple, little, yet big as can be & caught me by surprise. Made me sit up tall and be glad I have the capacity to feed the hungry coyote in me, what i need to be better ~