Sons of the gods
who walk among us
hands to hold
and hearts beyond
the reason
of Saints
and sinners
Words let
the waste
or The Way

Then should
the Father
coming to be
awakened by
in this
summer storm
quiet the thunder
fears revealed
nourish or flood
so feelings
will see

Ghosts ever
Holy, sacred
in glory
or secret
and ancient
in time
this worship
shall empty
love’s longing
water or wine
what Spirits
will be?


Walking Between Worlds

You dear readers are the ones who walk between worlds. Never has a soul been braver than those who do. Angels stand in awe of the ones who return to this place to experience this realm, to be standing here on terra firma, to be as Gibran said ‘eternity looking at itself in the mirror’.

Surely that thought means something to you. I wonder often at the awesome responsibility we have as human beings. We forget mostly that we are in effect animals, we are living, breathing, eating, sh*tting, animals, yet the paradox is we are of the earth and still apart from it. In this sense we mistake ourselves for something outside of the realm of the earth – acting like we don’t even connect to it. Walking above it, on concrete, and glass.

The great gift consciousness causes our separation, yet allows us to walk between worlds. We are aware of our surroundings like no other animal and we are given to wonder at the universe, to appreciate beauty, to know ugliness, be aware of health and disease. We know the love of the birth of a baby, and the sadness of the loss of a loved one. We shed tears … perhaps someone could tell me of other animals that cry, but I am not aware of any. To my knowledge it is uniquely ‘hu – man’ (Spirit – Mind)

We are the ones who walk between the worlds, here and there, between what religions would call life and death, what science would call matter and energy. there is a Sanskrit term called ‘maya’ loosely translated meaning illusion … we are confused, the theosophists say lost in the ‘illusion of form’, of matter. Yet, we are given the opportunity at every moment to see our place in time. To wonder at it all; If we can just step away from the pursuit of happiness in the material world, even for a moment. Has anyone noticed the bright star in the sky, near the moon tonight? If you have then there is your proof. You’ve lifted your eyes for a moment to wonder … (it’s the planet Jupiter)

Blessing to all you voyagers of the soul – the ones who dare, to step inside of creation in order to look out upon itself

This thing I know
you are always one
looking out in wonder
stars will fade
the sun burn out
but still the thought
goes on …
were it began
where it will end
we’ll long to know
our heavenly home
step back into time
to stand alone
and touch
the face of God

Happy New Year!