As I attune to the heartbeat of the earth–
slow, steady, unhurried,,
drumming to an ancient rhythm
that pulses through the millennia—
[...]

In the current of life
there’s no such thing as change,
only flow and the present moment.
[...]

I’m in the chrysalis of change,
Hanging in the bardo
Between then and now,
My caterpillar parts
[...]

This unbridled vertical energy
Dominating my head space,
My scanner spinning at a reckless pace
My inner narrator droning on endlessly,
Drowning out my deeper knowing.
[...]

Each week, day, hour
Triggers something new.
The weight
Of holding others’ wellbeing
In the choices I make.
[...]

I want to heal
my small, scared
huddled inner child.
[...]

keeper of memories
purveyor of dreams
mouthpiece for source
[...]

I was taught
to trust only what I see.
All else is illusory.
[...]

is the breadth of a butterfly wing.
As close as a single breath,
halting, hovering, hailing
me into presence.
[...]

Loose ligaments,
free-floating bones,
joints sliding out of place
at the slightest movement. [...]