Empathy, Heartbreak, Hope, Journeys, Love, Marriage, Pain, Questions, Truth

Paradise Delayed

Paradise delayed

Because you had to see if

One drink would matter.
It did. And now you’re

Lost again, cut off from me

And our family
And our love. Alone

A pale shadow of yourself.

Lesson learned yet?

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She is

She is light embodied

A sly slyph twisting the world

To her whim, her whimsy showing

In her twinkling laugh, when

Delighted,

She connects with another creature

Be it animal or family or friend and

Links her will to their need.

She is effortless

and she changes the world.

Courage, Empathy, Family, Friends, Gratitude, Healing, Journeys, Love, New Paths, Pain, People, Truth, Uncategorized

Thankful, 2016

I am thankful for adversity.
For evil so naked
it gives me strength to fight,
exhausted as I am.

I am thankful for allies.
For surprising support from
unexpected places,
rising from the wreckage.

I am thankful for sight.
For all media, all recordings, all
memories immortalized and broadcast,
so we can truly see.

I am thankful for love.
For brothers and sisters of all kinds,
lifting each other up to
reach the unattainable.

And I am thankful for you.
For sharing this journey
and for always striving
to walk in the light.

Catholicism, Childhood, Courage, Empathy, Family, Gratitude, Journeys, Judaism, Love, Truth

This is My America

This is my America.

I wake up each day, grateful, 

knowing my great-grandfathers and great-grandmothers
traveling to this land from across wide seas
not knowing if they could build a life
but opportunity lay ahead
and nothing but persecution lay behind
and they took their Adonai with them
bundled in miniature handmade scrolls
and velvet head coverings.

Knowing that my husband’s ancestors came long before that
either forced onto ships in shackles
for hard lives of brutal labor
or fleeing green hills barren of food
to come here and find plentiful bounty
but hatred still
No Irish signs popping up like
hillside clovers in store windows.

Knowing that my children carry this with them, and more
because their own grandparents,
their father’s familia,
moved here from warmer southern lands
following the trails of San Father Serra
up into Los Angeles
blendings of Latino heritage and cultures,
from California to Texas.

This is my America.

One household, united under God,
With liberty and justice for us all.

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I am the Water

I am the Water that awakens

your Flames. Without me, your

Eternal Light would falter, wither

without my nurishment, my replenishing 

of your burnt out soul. I make you

whole

so you can light the world

on fire again.