Manifesting

 I am moving

the heavens into alignment

but trying to prevent collisions

considering all the futures

created by my decisions,

trying to dream responsibly

about impossible things,

and generally, still

up in the air

about the changes

my dreams bring.

Kintsugi

 I may have mended my cracks

with gold,

but the point was not to shine,

but to mend

the cracks

so that I could be 

refilled.

The shine

is a bonus.

High Priestess

 She raises from her bed

leaving her lover to sleep.

She greets the dawn,

the night behind her.

She is two lions,

one looking behind,

one looking ahead.

She is yesterday, today and tomorrow.

She has the power to be reborn.

She is....

thinking.

Then not thinking, just knowing.

He will awaken when he does

and follow when he will.

Or not.

She is the beginning

and the end of time,

and present

in the Ever Now.

Showing Up

 How are you showing up in the world today?

Intermittently, like misting rain?

Softly retreating, sun in the clouds?

Do you show up with anger,

and is it even the time?

Do you show up at all?

Do you show up when 

you hear the call?

For others?

For yourself?

Come through,

clear and consistent,

be seen.

Be where you are.

It beats being

nowhere at all.

Requiem

 I don't know when she thrashed her last

or gasped in recognition

the end had come,

or even if she did,

but she is gone.

I know the dirt thrown over

her is 

fertile,

because I am here

and I grow.

I will try to

remember her with gentleness,

for she was also

me.

Changes

How do I know

what I cannot change

until I try?

How do I know

what I cannot change

until I try?

How do I know

what I cannot change

until I try? 

I want truth,

not serenity.

I want growth,

not security.

I want challenge,

not stagnancy. 

How do I know

what I cannot change

until I try? 

I want purpose,

not comfort.

I want more,

not less.

I can no longer accept

or expect less for or from myself.

How do I know

what I cannot change

until I try? 

I will not take "no" until I

think about "how" or "why."

There will be changes and

they will be mine.

What if?

 Anxiety starts with "what ifs"--

but dreams start with "what if," too.

and how you end that sentence

is entirely up to you. 

What if things were better? 

What if they already were good--

what if you started off grateful,

and the universe understood?

What if your prayer was preparation

and your mind could do the rest?

What if you woke up each day

knowing you were blessed?

What if you were fully present

and finally awake?

Maybe that's all you need

and all that it would take.