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i am rootless

the way my father taught me

i find my beginning in you

and in the illusion

of isolation

suffer my ending

every day.

i am rootless

housed in a cloud.

i find my meaning

in you



and You.

i am

attached to the sky

by the strands that whisper:

find my likeness in your face

imprint the code in your DNA

my blood in your veins.

ancestral ties are insignificant

to the recognitions of the heart.

i am lost without you

lost without finding you

am found when i Love you,

same as finding me.

we are One in the pulse

together we are found

through each other we are uncovered, discovered.

i am rootless

without you.




you spit lies to me

and i sip at sinking canoes in the harbor
before we drown together
for just a moment drinking tear water through our gills

my darts meet the water before meeting their mark
i shoot again, this time from my heart, a little straighter
to your heart, my mark

you sing a siren song and we echo together
in accordance now

we dog paddle
upon the Truth

discovering together
how to repair the sour boat
build it back to floating, dry and clean

row to shore
in time for sunset
rest in calm beauty

let Truth sink in and watch it sink again

before another day
sets its lies upon us

MoonPath by Diane Lee Moomey. See more of her incredible art at

MoonPath by Diane Lee Moomey. See more of her incredible art at

four fingers hiding, clinging stuck
peanut butter in your pocket

comfortable paste staid in their own quiet dark
stubborn fingers moaning, why must it be, why?

and what could pull you out of this butternut thicket
primordial ooze evolved to
trap your limp fist jammed in the jar

but the impulse to finger past the walls of manufactured candy cups, salted sugar imagination
covered and fooled into the sneaky center
of this candy bar life
encapsulated in a shell smoothed by words, ruling words
held tight by thoughts, entangled by the jingle in your head when half asleep.

take your hand from your pocket to tinker with the jewels, the soft songs and soaring dreams
past the squares, empty of the wonder of a fleeting moment
lighting on the tear drop of a mood, paintbrush of a tree
laughing daffodils and wild animal call…

take your hand from your pocket
show the world your treasure

the peanut butter is not your enemy, show it some sunlight
oil your skin with it, shine your bronze beauty with it and use what was hidden deep
where sunlight diamonds catch the glint of presence…

join your world
dance with your only World, this only One

eager elements wait to celebrate
what you held from view

that quality of aliveness unique to you
what you were afraid to draw out

the roots even gravity can’t hold down

that little thing inside of you that is so dazzling delight
the kernel of you, that’s been canned for so long, sealed tight


like peanut butter

in your pocket

Tree of Gold, courtesy of Ray Lobato

Tree of Gold, courtesy of Ray Lobato see more of Ray’s art at

i want it all in my own time

the coming of the tomatoes

the taste of the equinox

in my own time, when i am ready

not when the rest discovered it and left me the spoils

i want it like a ripe peach breaking from tree

apart from the orchard, in its own rhythm

apart from the echo of others

not entrained like a grafted hybrid

let me discover it

in my own time, my own fashion

trusting i will claim it when i recognize it

not when you say its here, but when I feel

the shadow speaking to me

in a language not heard, not written down

let it come to me when my own sunrise speaks morning

when my eyes behold sunset and my third eye bursts gold

let me wait until this spirit, this unique expression, is ready to bloom

and not

a moment before.

Photo copyright Rodger Helwig

Photo copyright Rodger Helwig

A recollection from my shamanic session on Mother’s Day with Elena Salazar, Intuitive Coach and Body Worker.

the moon is rising in the “V” of the tree
where i am open and raw at the heart

soft white orb glows
fills up the chest of my thunder struck tree
houses the soft child
nested in the trunk

pearl essence dots the cells
and tiny moons multiply

the umbilical girl is tucked inside hugging her heart

the white radiance warms and lights the darks spots
the hard holes that hold
the teeth with cavities

the bark of the shelled-out tree is tough and strong
the trunk, it’s vibrant roots travel down, down
intuitively find the Mother womb, the Source
she welcomes and obliges
we are her children, she is our Mother
this is what is meant to be.

umbilical pumps the blood to the root
keeps us alive
and the moon light
softens the gaze
eases the blow of outer life
magnifies but heals
radiates truth, magnificence

soft child curls to red heart, her comforting gift
rests in the shade of morning glory
night bird flight.

then grey ball of guilt catches in throat
swells and blocks the flow but dams are necessary on this river ride
to measure out the flow

we get stuck and ask why, why
cry out in pain, misery, ego-self, dwarfed into material being…

the moon sings out, drink, drink
drink my moon milk

i serve moon milk to grey ball, shadow and child
this all takes time which
holds us in question, makes us do our homework

all the shame in the world won’t set you free
but love surely will if you are patient

know the moon milk is Mother’s milk, it nurtures

shaman sucks through a straw and calls the grey ball home, from where it came
all the grey ones inside disburse one by one

then the eddy breaks
and the cork that stopped me bobs down the river
go home, past life, go home hard memory misinterpreted, stuck in my body

shaman spews musk perfume, she taps my body
her rattles shiver me clear, fairy bells awaken my dream spirit

i sing my throat for sacred preparation
like a marriage, my throat must get ready
i tone it clear, sing it through
tap my heart, remind myself

i am tree embodied by Mother, rooted in Grand Mother
blessed by Grand Father, Given Guardians
i am shine
i am child nestled, but more than that
i am strong like tree
even though, like bark i am exposed to the elements, mortal and fallable

yet i am true
i can know who i am
i can root, take my time
know myself and own it
like the eyes of a tree i see the moon rising
and it is me.

Art by Carmen Leon

Art by Carmen Leon


i wouldn’t trade you

for a pursed smile behind a locked heart
that looks so good in leotard suburbia

i wouldn’t trade
your spit and blue lips, punch in the throat

for all the gabled lawns in the hamptons
pretending tidy and wrapped in comfort

wouldn’t trade it even though everybody can see through
your thin white skin, you can feel it tear
seeking the purple birth of spring

i wouldn’t trade you for the ring around a fairy
money in the bank
or the symmetry of stable chemistry

it wouldn’t be real

i want you to feel, motherless chimpanzee

your acute appendicitis is as real as your eyes
drilling holes in the falsehood
driving down to the truth that hurts so real

i wouldn’t trade your feelings, thick and red like lava
that stops everything and burns

wouldn’t trade your pearl magic living side by side with fear

wouldn’t even trade the stricken hole in your mouth coughing up roles
like chicklets

staking your place until the earth rots and you pull up your roots
then set again

i wouldn’t trade what’s real

like the trying on of sizes

chewing the gum of bitterness

wouldn’t trade your shadow for the sky scraping transcendence
because it’s down here, down below where the portal is

i know you’ll find it because
you Are a sky-embracer Already.

i wouldn’t trade you for the world.




Here is a journey to do anytime you are not feeling at your best. This guided meditation is intended to clear your mind and recalibrate yourself to a higher healing vibration.

I remind myself we did not come here to be perfect. Afterall, as far as mistakes go, there is no perfect person on this earth! Perhaps we came here as faulty so we can experience humility, recovery, compassion and forgiveness. And yet sometimes we can feel so bad when we fall short. Being human is hard. Maybe we are just out of tune. Try this out as a remedy. Since it is not really a poem but written as a visualization, I have included an audio, which is more conducive than reading words. If you do this on your own you can use a singing bowl as an aid in the sound vibration, or you could try toning with your voice, or just hear it in your head. This is a great way to start or finish your day on the right note.

journey series: a rain drop

imagine the purist rain forest, or the highest mist of a mountain top

find yourself there and take a look around. feel the moisture in the air, take in the colors, feel the presence of this rich and vast place

a single rain drop emerges on this pristine plane

this drop is from the Source, it is pure, beautiful, brilliant and embodies truth and infinite love

it has been energized by its journey from earth to sea to cloud to rain drop

this drop has a deep wisdom and represents the highest divinity

take your time to experience it there in front of you. Take in being in the presence of this sacred drop. View the shape

see any colors it has, notice the size or any other characteristics

allow it to fully form in front of you and prepare to invite

the crystalline drop to you

it is there to heal anything you may need at this time. For example if you need a healing or attention on a part of your body, you can infuse the drop with that intention, if you need more serenity or release from something, send that message to the drop so it can adjust to give you the very thing your mind, body, thoughts or emotions need to transcend.

in this moment place the healing rain drop in the center of your body

you can imagine your body like a lake and see the drop gently splash down

making waves

feel this drop commune with your body, see it as a ripple in a lake, emanating from your center and expanding out

this drop has a certain vibration, a resonant sound

listen with your inner ear to hear the tone, allow yourself to equalize and raise your own tone to a higher vibration

allow the waves in your body to resonate with the higher vibration of this drop

the drop makes waves in concentric circles from the center of your body radiating out from your solar plexus cleansing and refreshing

clearing out

the circles expand to your lower body, then above radiating through your heart and chest, purifying, restoring and bringing you to your highest manifestation

the vibration sweeps lower to the trunk of your body, down your legs and imbues freshness, restorative power and higher intention in the space around your legs, below your feet and beyond

the ripples extend upward to your throat, neck and head permeating you with a higher vibration of truth, beauty and insight

this resonance extends out to the energy field that surrounds your body bringing you to a higher experience purifying and expanding your ability to love and be loved

this wave continues to flow through every part of you

expands your heart, clarifies your true voice, inspires your creativity, infuses wisdom and opens your insight to higher visions

every cell in your body imprints with the higher vibration of this sacred drop

this drop sends out vibrations of divine purity

resilience, fluidity

compassion, tolerance

this drop purifies, cleanses, heals and brings you to your best

you are ignited with a sense of your deeper, true self. See the purity and rightness in loving yourself entirely
wholly embracing and loving yourself on the highest level
this precious gift allows you to bring a higher love, a strong love filled with self-honor and respect to every interaction

this higher feeling sweeps through your system, through your energetic field and recalibrates

resets your previous energetic field, your frame of mind

feel these waves remove obstacles

heal your mind, change your thoughts

let it remind you of your inner divinity and allow that perfection to come to the forefront of you

allow these waves of higher thinking, higher love and insight to become you

Now, see that energy …..wave out beyond yourself and extend to others

to influence everything you touch today in a higher light

You have this resonance within you now, to keep always. You can re-experience this anytime throughout your day

You can allow this drop, as a precious gift, to ripple out and re-purify anytime you have troubling thoughts, or need to re-connect with your highest good

you are the wave of inner divinity, resonate with it, be it

live it today

and let yourself sparkle and shine in the drop of essence that you really are.

MoonPath by Diane Lee Moomey. See more of her incredible art at

MoonPath by Diane Lee Moomey. See more of her incredible art at



today is about consciousness

my lack of it

my fear of it

my desperation to be it

my struggle to embrace it, yet reject it

to run from it, like cool shade from hot sun

shade that grows like a monster or shrinks like a coward

staring consciousness in the mouth and swimming with it

delighting in it

tentatively allowing it to unfold me

uncrimp me

turn me into flowing

instead of road blocks of angst.

today is the blanket of consciousness around me

the sun card

that can absorb me

only as much

as i am willing

to let go

Sun Card

Visualizing a journey back to the Great Mother Protector is a great stress reliever and soothes the inner child, even the adult! You can imagine it any want you want, here is just an idea.

my scared and tired

of jaws so tight

melt me into your waterbed bosom

hold me in your pulse

wrap me away from the outside

protect me, pull me from all of “that” out there

flood me away so i see from afar

my connection, my belonging

in the safety of your embrace,

curled like a child in your palm, detach from the false

allow myself so small and you so big

with you, i can look back and see

the illusion of it all, release what i thought was real

loose jaw, suckle within your aura

and in the den of your womb

i can take a breath

plug into the very Source, the truth of what we all are

and find refuge from the world

Goddess Art, Courtesy of Janice Rocke

Goddess Art, Courtesy of Janice Rocke

Meditating is no easy task for me but I’ve found the mantra “here I sit” and the visualization of seeing myself just sitting there really aids me in my endeavor toward stillness. This is to be used in times of feeling frenetic, scattered or uncentered.

sit: party of one

here i sit
balloon of breath
a boulder
here i sit, i repeat to myself
here i sit

fight at the chance to move
a sword fight
between still and flight

distraction detector alert
any sound
to carry me from:

but wait
nothing but: here i sit
solid in my transparency
heavy in lightness
think: here i sit

defy brain
rule my mood
dissolve my to-do list
with this self

with ancestors who birthed me
with echos trying to reach me
with the inner voice who wants to teach me
shut the door to outside

come in where the water is good
where the plants are green
where real nourishment feeds

and sit here
in quiet
with all my selves
stopped and mute

at least
for this moment, i sit

Blooming Meditation by Robin Urton See more of her art at

Blooming Meditation by Robin Urton
See more of her art at

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