FAIRYTALE TORCH

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FAIRY TALE TORCH

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Almost everyone can remember

How disappointed and shocked they were

As children

When they realized that life wasn't fair 

People we look up to can be hypocrites

And worse, innocence and purity doesn't always triumph

In the end

The child has no words for this shocking realization

Except to scream, in their high thin voice

"It's not fair!" 

Maybe someday idealism and happy endings

Kindness and fairness triumphing

Goodness rewarded

Will be written out of children's stories 

And the children will read gritty realistic noir

But ...

There is something in humanity that needs children to have 

A higher truth, a brighter vision,  a purer heart's words

In the hope, the bone deep hope

That the children will grow up and transcend

The current state of our flawed justice and inadequate kindness

And make a world so beautiful we will look on from heaven 

And smile 

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SHOWTIME

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SHOWTIME

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All the world is a stage

Which is crowded with actors who have not been given a script

They are forced to improvise according to their character

It looks like teetering chaos with a thin veneer of normality

But that's not the whole of it

Behind the scenes, backstage, there are sets being designed

Actors coached with stage whispers we all strain to hear

Projects being crafted and devised by hands we never see

No wonder the audience is confused, bewildered, aghast

Watching the actors stampede across the stage towards

The Macarena, fidgit spinners and Tide pods without rhyme or reason

If we can pull back the dusty moth-eaten curtain 

We can see the Wizards behind the scenes and confront the fact

That greedy self-interest is in charge looking for puppets to do their will

This is why we must be in charge of our own performance

Allowing no one to tell us where we must stand, what lines we must speak

How we will think once we look to the true Director

Our Higher Selves and the vision they have for the future.

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ONWARD

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ONWARD

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We must go forward

Because we can't go back

We must fix the future

Because we can't fix the past

We must find a better way

As we go forward

If no way exists - we will make one

To get to that better place, that happy day 

We can all envision

A day when innocence is protected

The broken things mended 

The cruelly hurt and painfully discarded

Lovingly embraced and healed

In our future the sky is not the limit

Only heaven on Earth is the limit

As we grow and evolve towards understanding

Of what is valuable and important

Vital

For us to survive and thrive 

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THE LATEST

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THE LATEST

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The Strait of Hormuz, the Strait of Hormuz

I never gave it a thought, now it is big news

Closed or open, open or closed

What will fix this, nobody knows

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BLUE JEAN BERRY

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BLUE JEAN BERRY

There is a little purple stain on my denim jacket

It is from a blueberry so sweet and juicy it dripped

From my mouth, me not being the neatest eater

It happens

Soon I will wash this jacket

Maybe the stain will wash out or maybe it will fade

Like Proust, the sight of the stain brings back the memory

Of the time I had tea and blueberries

Blueberries so sweet and juicy they created a memory

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GOOD ORDERLY DIRECTION

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GOOD ORDERLY DIRECTION

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Lost is a place

Confounded is a state of mind 

And failing is a rock on the road to success

Somewhere things might have taken a wrong turn

But fear not!

Your Higher Self has GPS+

Good Problem Solving Skills

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WELL

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WELL

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Here we are, on an average sized planet

Hurtling through vast inhospitable space

No idea how we got here

Or where we are going

Not a clue how we can get along peacefully

As nations or even as individuals

In all the mind-boggling universe there is only one place

Where you can find peace

That place is within you, in your heart and mind

In every situation you can prioritize your peace

Invite joy, have moments of discovery and wonder

We can wish for peace, pray for peace

Even make signs and protest in the street for peace

Yet we must find it in the only place the calm garden of peace can flourish

We grow world peace in our hearts and minds

The universe within

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