Field Notes
Trying to Speak What Has No Shape.
Silence is not the absence of music. It is music before it becomes sound. And so nothing is added. Nothing is adorned. The experience remains plain, whole, sufficient, and all love is conveyed.
TEA AND ZEN
Field Notes
Bioenergetic Integration III
In the deeper forms of experiential healing, memory is not recalled primarily through thought. More often, it returns through the body itself.
Field Notes
Grief in Motion
We often hear the phrase “hurt people hurt people.” But it is not always so simple.
Poems, Quotes and Parables
The Poem That God Whispered to Rumi.
A calling that follows us through every wandering, every forgetting— until we turn, at last, and recognize the One who never left.
Love and Presence
The Twinkle and the Blink
A twinkle before time. A blink that became creation. And within it all, the quiet remembering that who we are was never separate from the stillness that first dreamed us into being.
Poems, Quotes and Parables
Wild Geese
A gentle invitation to step out of shame and into belonging, Wild Geese reminds us that we do not have to be perfect to be worthy of love. You are already part of this world—just as you are.
Poems, Quotes and Parables
There is a Place
Beneath the noise of memory, beneath the ache of all that has been carried… there is a quiet place within you that has never been touched by harm.
Field Notes
The Illusion Of Power
What appears as power is often a trembling—fear guarding a grief too deep to speak.
Love Notes
Love Notes XXIX
A simple pointing—toward what cannot be spoken.
Poems, Quotes and Parables
At The Edge of Life
At the edge of life, something simple and undeniable reveals itself— that what we fear as an ending is held, always, within Love.
Poems, Quotes and Parables
Each Breath Arrives Only Once
Life is so very precious. Not because it is easy, but because it is fragile and sacred. Each breath arrives only once
Poems, Quotes and Parables
Starry Starry Night
A quiet brush with longing and beauty, where the night sky becomes a mirror of the soul, and every star feels like a whisper from beyond.