What Crosses My Mind

  • Finding Our Way

    Doesn’t matter if we are picking sides, each of us are vulnerable to habit. One is to imagine themselves alone, and the other? Well that’s my reality. I want to be kind to my neighbor. Helpful, compassionate, caring, supportive. all of the above without exclusion. I want to help us define inclusion, and just know,…

  • Finding Love

    I write what’s in my heart, my rituals, my train of thought. I wish often to be left alone, a comfort in my own psyche. It’s easy sometimes, feeling alive. Challenges lay before me, I wonder if they are my own, or do I create a crisis, my benefit. I’m standing at a crossroads, a…

  • Abundant Love

    If a  heart and soul feel aligned, then kindness could exist in our lives. If in those moments of fear and wrath, we need believe, a smile can be free. A lifetime lays upon anyone’s dream, and it’s there to create beauty alone. When next we might question worth, stay true, heart and soul will…

  • Things We Bring Up

    It’s all a part of us, how we navigate through our lives, some would say, too much information, and yet it is how we breathe, rest our shoulders, pause our eyes. The world we live in, how we, ourselves find room some path, to identify our soul, know our heart, at least we wish we…

  • Christmas With My Coffee

    I have music playing, the kind reminds me of my childhood, sitting around the tree, listening to my dad, make Christmas morning bacon. I’m holding my coffee in my hand I have a smile on my face, listening to the past, feeling a bit of life’s Grace. It’s Christmas morning, I know I have my…

  • I Cried

    Like a baby I did, many nights alone, I no longer knew who I was anymore. I would wake in the morning and sob over my coffee, my eyes swollen from just the night before. Before that and every day in between. I no longer knew who I was anymore. People I would ask would…

  • In Time

    We do Touch hearts Any motive in our mind Is meant as something new A fondness A memory A radio song We touch each other’s heart Its meaning, why we do

  • This Silence

    Feel the wind against the pane a song, a following a giving greeting in a storm. Then gone, it disappears, left in quiet taking in a gray day outside. A time to reflect let memory share a moment when all that matters lay before me, such is beauty when to breathe is another utterance of…

  • On Being Scared

    Stepping within the shadows of our curiosity one man might settle world around him suggest a normalcy only this man without conscious effort cannot really untangle from his mind, caught up in the doings of his rotational reality. ~ Like a circus we might imagine our world in a constant thrust of soft display, the…

  • Waterfall Wishes

    If finding a manageable route standing nearby without doubt. If might a speculate shower whereby he inside might cower, step into the stream feel its powerful dream the thought of all of our wishes where nearby one man’s misses for resolve to solve all of his climbing desire rather than soak in the mire of…