mmm-mmm-mmmmm
the color of rose dusted across the mirror reflecting my love
so sweet the color in it's purest form
as the essence lingers- but just one brief moment
i remember
and again
feel
the smell
it left inscribed on my
heart

-soulfriend
6-1-06

today i fell in love with
the world

again

singing loudly as it does
in tones of yellow-gold
and burnt-umber
i was seduced to my knees
in sacred prayer

again

loving the sweet caresses
of winds nimble fingers
on my neck
i turn my head to face the sun
dotingly she bathes my new born skin
together they dry my soul
of heavens sleep from the night
we laugh and giggle as we dance
through the day

today i fell in love with
the mother

again

swaddled in blue and green-orange
for miles on end
i stretch my legs across her back
arched just so
to carry me round the bend
to my next exquisite experience

birthing trees majestic in stature
we neander until the mists
carried on the wind
splash my face
refreshing the body gifted me by spirit
swells of clarity follow the mist
lapping the sands of time

i succumb to the desire
plunging headfirst into deep
silky black-blue depths
of liquid love
finding myself

again

pleasantly exhausted by my journey
i relax into my knowing
that this life's blessings are available

again and again and again

i can enjoy suns glory
and winds strength
as i smell flowers bounty and
listen to bird serenade me
whilst i gather trees gifts

i sit here tonight
and marvel the stars brilliance
and moons blessings
warmed by fires love
imagining what tomorrow
may bring my way

again

-soulfriend
5-25-05

by creating a safe, sacred environment to come together and listen (hear), divine grace will unfold, creating opportunities for our healing. By looking at our inner selves and our outer lives from an wholistic perspective we can then see where emotions and thoughts create spiritual and physical blocks to our natural vibrant health and growth. It is by looking into the darkness and seeing what we are not, that allows us to then see clearly what we are...perfect, whole, beautiful beings of light. by hearing and feeling and sensing what is underneath or behind words and emotions, by communicating with spirit. disincarnates and angels, partnering with flower essences, crystals and minerals, essential oils, massage, energy work, and compassion, I help create a sacred space for you and the divine to bring healing to your life. I do not heal anyone, we all have everything we need to heal ourselves, I am merely a tool to help bring to consciousness the elements needed for a person to see their wholeness, to grow and live from a place of purpose, acceptance, peace and love.

"You create your universe as you go along."

-Winston Churchill

"When our hearts are open, magic happens. Intuitive wisdom comes calling, creativity flows, our presence becomes a force for healing, and the very air in the room becomes charged with possibility."

-Belleruth Naparstak

each person represents
a world in us, a world
possibly not born until
they arrive, and it is only
by this meeting that a
new world is born.

-anais nin

Red Lightning is home to the Gaia Tribe Gender Alchemists who are restoring the Mother Blood Moon Mysteries, Evolutionary Center who are leading our Energy Resources, Shamballah who are bringing a DNA Activation Gate and Green Awareness, and the Lightning Temple who are weaving performance with Sacred intent and technology. Join us as we build community, heal, forgive, learn, grow, dance, perform, connect with Spirit, hold ceremony, and Love, Love, Love evermore!

On playa, Red Lightning will provide yummilicious organic Divine Nourishment via Benji, showers via Bengt, and a community chill space with Shay Butta bringing the Yum Sauce Lounge. Being a part of Red Lightning also supports the Vesica Piscis, home to the Moon & Sun Lodges for the Divine Feminine and Sacred Masculine, respectively. These Lodges are where deep, transformational Spirit-work will add some serious soul-flavor to our Evolution.

~~~And~~~

The Story is unfolding…a new creation myth is being written, made manifest through us and how we choose to live…we are the co-authors, playing in the Creatrix of All that is...

In every moment, every breath we are Dancing in the Sacred Hoop of Life, weaving this Sacred Dance of marrying formlessness to form; the as above to the so below; spirit into the earth and earth into spirit. This Dance is woven through the roots of our ancestors and the seeds of our children. The Dance of what has been, what is and what can be, all woven together in this moment of time to birth awake our Evolution into the new age of the Golden Awakening…Our Golden Evolution.

Red Lightning is the ignition portal, sparking the memory of who we are and what is possible within the Mystery of Creation. As lightning sets the sky ablaze with electric fire, burning – white hot, lucid purple and molten red – we find ourselves at a pivotal point of choice. There are infinite possible futures and through the exercise of our free will choice, we determine the future that is actualized into being. In this time of immense change, it is imperative that we have as much wholeness as possible to be able to ground and be the calm within the winds of change, exercising Love in our actions and Wisdom in our choices.

And when lightning strikes, it is Creation that is birthed forth from the Divine Spark of Union, of Love-making between Father Sky and Mother Earth. Through this Spark of Life, we catalyze the transformation of the Sacred Hoop of Life, to heal the polarity of ourselves and our Sacred Earth by finding the true strength of the feminine and masculine to bring harmony into these two Sacred Temples. Through this ecstatic Sacred Dance, we Dream our world healed, loved and whole through bliss, presence and unity, as it is already done and for this we give thanks and offer ourselves in service.

As a camp, we hold the transference of energy as Sacred, recognizing that it's all energy and light interweaving to bring spirit into matter and matter into spirit. From the systems that power the camp to the relationships with each other, we serve to foster greater Love, Spirit and Sustainability into the manifestation of our shared experience. In this way we create a fruitful, joyful and lasting community. We hold personal responsibility as the key that unlocks the potential in collective co-creation. We are each a whole Circle and a part of the Grand Circle, simultaneously at once. We are all connected and it is this interrelationship of all life that is the Great Mystery. In these days of the Awakening, we come together to birth this Sacred Dream of Unified Resonance in the heartbeat of Mother Earth and the light rays of Father Sky, dancing upon the sparks of lightning that is their Union. As we Dance with the electric fire that is Life, we weave a new Dream in our Evolution with Golden threads of light, creating a Sacred Mandala for the healing of all Earth's children and the coming together circle of humankind.

May we go forth in Beauty. May we go forth in Love.

Welcome home, Beloved!

In Gratitude, In Love, In Service...

In lakesh, al laken

registration is open, come out, come out wherever you are!

A Gathering of the Tribe
by Charles Eisenstein

Once upon a time a great tribe of people lived in a world far away from ours. Whether far away in space, or in time, or even outside of time, we do not know. They lived in a state of enchantment and joy that few of us today dare to believe could exist, except in those exceptional peak experiences when we glimpse the true potential of life and mind.

One day the shaman of the tribe called a meeting. They gathered around him, and he spoke very solemnly. "My friends," he said, "there is a world that needs our help. It is called earth, and its fate hangs in the balance. Its humans have reached a critical point in their collective birthing, and they will be stillborn without our help. Who would like to volunteer for a mission to this time and place, and render service to humanity?"

"Tell us more about his mission," they asked.

"I am glad you asked, because it is no small thing. I will put you into a deep, deep trance, so complete that you will forget who you are. You will live a human life, and in the beginning you will completely forget your origins. You will forget even our language and your own true name. You will be separated from the wonder and beauty of our world, and from the love that bathes us all. You will miss it deeply, yet you will not know what it is you are missing. You will only remember the love and beauty that we know to be normal as a longing in your heart. Your memory will take the form of an intuitive knowledge, as you plunge into the painfully marred earth, that a more beautiful world is possible.

"As you grow up in that world, your knowledge will be under constant assault. You will be told in a million ways that a world of destruction, violence, drudgery, anxiety, and degradation is normal. You may go through a time when you are completely alone, with no allies to affirm your knowledge of a more beautiful world. You may plunge into a depth of despair that we, in our world of light, cannot imagine. But no matter what, a spark of knowledge will never leave you. A memory of your true origin will be encoded in your DNA. That spark will lie within you, inextinguishable, until one day it is awakened.

"You see, even though you will feel, for a time, utterly alone, you will not be alone. I will send you assistance, help that you will experience as miraculous, experiences that you will describe as transcendent. For a few moments or hours or days, you will reawaken to the beauty and the joy that is meant to be. You will see it on earth, for even though the planet and its people are deeply wounded, there is beauty there still, projected from past and future onto the present as a promise of what is possible and a reminder of what is real.

"You will also receive help from each other. As you begin to awaken to your mission you will meet others of our tribe. You will recognize them by your common purpose, values, and intuitions, and by the similarity of the paths you have walked. As the condition of the planet earth reaches crisis proportions, your paths will cross more and more. The time of loneliness, the time of thinking you might be crazy, will be over.

"You will find the people of your tribe all over the earth, and become aware of them through the long-distance communication technologies used on that planet. But the real shift, the real quickening, will happen in face-to-face gatherings in special places on earth. When many of you gather together you will launch a new stage on your journey, a journey which, I assure you, will end where it began. Then, the mission that lay unconscious within you will flower into consciousness. Your intuitive rebellion against the world presented you as normal will become an explicit quest to create a more beautiful one.

"In the time of loneliness, you will always be seeking to reassure yourself that you are not crazy. You will do that by telling people all about what is wrong with the world, and you will feel a sense of betrayal when they don't listen to you. You will be hungry for stories of wrongness, atrocity, and ecological destruction, all of which confirm the validity of your intuition that a more beautiful world exists. But after you have fully received the help I will send you, and the quickening of your gatherings, you will no longer need to do that. Because, you will Know. Your energy will thereafter turn toward actively creating that more beautiful world."

A tribeswoman asked the shaman, "How do you know this will work? Are you sure your shamanic powers are great enough to send us on such a journey?"

The shaman replied, "I know it will work because I have done it many times before. Many have already been sent to earth, to live human lives, and to lay the groundwork for the mission you will undertake now. I've been practicing! The only difference now is that many of you will venture there at once. What is new in the time you will live in, is that the Gatherings are beginning to happen."

A tribesman asked, "Is there a danger we will become lost in that world, and never wake up from the shamanic trance? Is there a danger that the despair, the cynicism, the pain of separation will be so great that it will extinguish the spark of hope, the spark of our true selves and origin, and that we will separated from our beloved ones forever?"

The shaman replied, "That is impossible. The more deeply you get lost, the more powerful the help I will send you. You might experience it at the time as a collapse of your personal world, the loss of everything important to you. Later you will recognize the gift within it. We will never abandon you."

Another man asked, "Is it possible that our mission will fail, and that this planet, earth, will perish?"

The shaman replied, "I will answer your question with a paradox. It is impossible that your mission will fail. Yet, its success hangs on your own actions. The fate of the world is in your hands. The key to this paradox lies within you, in the feeling you carry that each of your actions, even your personal, secret struggles within, has cosmic significance. You will know then, as you do now, that everything you do matters. God sees everything."

There were no more questions. The volunteers gathered in a circle, and the shaman went to each one. The last thing each was aware of was the shaman blowing smoke in his face. They entered a deep trance and dreamed themselves into the world where we find ourselves today.

****

Who are these missionaries from the more beautiful world? You and I are surely among them. Where else could this longing come from, for this magical place to be found nowhere on earth, this beautiful time outside of time? It comes from our intuitive knowledge of our origin and destination. The longing, indomitable, will never settle for a world that is less. Against all reason, we look upon the horrors of our age, mounting over the millennia, and we say NO, it does not have to be this way! We know it, because we have been there. We carry in our souls the knowledge that a more beautiful world is possible. Reason says it is impossible; reason says that even to slow -- much less reverse -- the degradation of the planet is an impossible task: politically unfeasible, opposed by the Money Power and its oligarchies. It is true that those powers will fight to uphold the world we have known. Their allies lurk within even ourselves: despair, cynicism, and resignation to carving out a life that is "good enough" for me and mine.

But we of the tribe know better. In the darkest despair a spark of hope lies inextinguishable within us, ready to be fanned into flames at the slightest turn of good news. However compelling the cynicism, a jejune idealism lives within us, always ready to believe, always ready to look upon new possibilities with fresh eyes, surviving despite infinite disappointments. And however resigned we may have felt, our aggrandizement of me and mine is half-hearted, for part of our energy is looking elsewhere, outward toward our true mission.

I would like to advise caution against dividing the world into two types of people, those who are of the tribe and those who are not. How often have you felt like an alien in a world of people who don't get it and don't care? The irony is that nearly everyone feels that way, deep down. When we are young the feeling of mission and the sense of magnificent origins and a magnificent destination is strong. Any career or way of life lived in betrayal of that knowing is painful, and can only be maintained through an inner struggle that shuts down a part of our being. For a time, we can keep ourselves functioning through various kinds of addictions or trivial pleasures to consume the life force and dull the pain. In earlier times, we might have kept the sense of mission and destiny buried for a lifetime, and called that condition maturity. Times are changing now though, as millions of people are awakening to their mission all at the same time. The condition of the planet is waking us up. Another way to put it, is that we are becoming young again.

When you feel that sense of alienation, when you look upon that sea of faces mired so inextricably in the old world and fighting to maintain it, think back to a time when you too were, to all outside appearances, a full and willing participant in that world as well. The same spark of revolution you carried then, the same secret refusal, dwells in all people. How was it that you finally stopped fighting it? How was it that you came to realize that you were right all along, that the world offered to us is wrong, and that no life is worth living that does not in some way strive to create a better one? How was it that it became intolerable to devote your life energy toward the perpetuation of the old world? Most likely, it happened when the old world fell apart around your ears.

As the multiple crises of money, health, energy, ecology, and more converge upon us, the world is going to collapse for millions more. We must stand ready to welcome them into the tribe. We must stand ready to welcome them back home.

The time of loneliness, of walking the path alone, of thinking maybe the world is right and I am wrong for refusing to participate fully in it... that time is over. For years we walked around talking about how wrong everything is: the political system, the educational system, religious institutions, the military-industrial complex, the banking industry, the medical system -- really, any system you study deeply enough. We needed to talk about it because we needed to assure ourselves that we were not, in fact, crazy. We needed as well to talk about alternatives, the way things should be. "We" should eliminate CFCs. "They" should stop cutting down the rain forests. "The government" should declare no fishing zones. This talk, too, was necessary, for it validated our vision of the world that could be: a peaceful and exuberant humanity living in co-creative partnership with a wild garden earth.

The time, though, for talking merely to assure ourselves that we are right is coming to an end. People everywhere are tired of it, tired of attending yet another lecture, organizing yet another discussion group online. We want more. A few weeks ago as I was preparing for a speaking trip to Oregon, the organizers told me, "These people don't need to be told what the problems are. They don't even need to be told what the solutions are. They already know that, and many of them are already in action. What they want is to take their activism to the next level."

To do that, to fully step into one's mission here on earth, one must experience an inner shift that cannot be merely willed upon oneself. It does not normally happen through the gathering or receiving of information, but through various kinds of experiences that reach deep into our unconscious minds. Whenever I am blessed with such an experience, I get the sense that some benevolent yet pitiless power -- the shaman in the story -- has reached across the void to quicken me, to reorganize my DNA, to rewire my nervous system. I come away changed.

One way it happens is through the "gathering of the tribe" I described in this story. I think many people who attended the recent Reality Sandwich retreat in Utah experienced something like this. Such gatherings are happening now all over the world. You go back, perhaps, to "real life" afterwards, but it no longer seems so real. Your perceptions and priorities change. New possibilities emerge. Instead of feeling stuck in your routines, life changes around you at a vertiginous pace. The unthinkable becomes commonsense and the impossible becomes easy. It may not happen right away, but once the internal shift has occurred, it is inevitable.

Here I am, a speaker and a writer, going on about how the time for mere talk has ended. Yet not all words are mere talk. A spirit can ride the vehicle of words, a spirit that is larger than, yet not separate from, their meaning. Sometimes I find that when I bow into service, that spirit inhabits the space in which I speak and affects all present. A sacredness infuses our conversations and the non-verbal experiences that are becoming part of my events. In the absence of that sacredness, I feel like a smart-ass, up there entertaining people and telling them information they could just as easily read online. Last Friday night I spoke on a panel in New York, one of three smart-asses, and I think many in the audience left disappointed (though maybe not as disappointed as I was in myself). We are looking for something more, and it is finding us.

The revolutionary spark of our true mission has been fanned into flames before, only to return again to an ember. You may remember an acid trip in 1975, a Grateful Dead concert in 1982, a kundalini awakening in 1999 -- an event that, in the midst of it, you knew was real, a privileged glimpse into a future that can actually manifest. Then later, as its reality faded into memory and the inertial routines of life consumed you, you perhaps dismissed it and all such experiences as an excursion from life, a mere "trip." But something in you knows it was real, realer than the routines of normalcy. Today, such experiences are accelerating in frequency even as "normal" falls apart. We are at the beginning of a new phase. Our gatherings are not a substitute for action; they are an initiation into a state of being from which the necessary kinds of actions arise. Soon you will say, with wonder and serenity, "I know what to do, and I trust myself to do it."

Do not bow your head. Do not close your eyes.


Let us look deeply within one another.


TODAY, I give thanks for the light that exists within each one of you.


TODAY, I acknowledge that your quest for light beyond shadow, your desire to defeat your own cynicism, your work at believing the impossible possible, your faith in change and the ability of humankind to transcend past transgressions and overcome the shortsightedness of ignorance and fear, and our collective effort at stretching the boundaries of reality, has enabled us to achieve the dream that is TODAY.


TODAY, I acknowledge that even my own success is a simple spoke in the wheel of our collective success, and that our collective success is in response to all of the individual effort that we have put forward in our individual lives, in private moments, in private struggles against our lesser selves.


Some of us worked on being more honest.

Some of us worked on being more kind.

Some of us worked on not hiding our emotions.

Some of us worked on becoming less angry.

Some of us worked on becoming better listeners.

Some of us worked on facing our fears.

Some of us worked on remembering to say thank you.

Some of us worked on trusting our loved ones.

Some of us worked on having more faith.

Some of us worked on detoxifying our environment.

Some of us worked on detoxifying our minds.

Some of us worked on monitoring our diets.

Some of us worked on strengthening our discipline.

Some of us worked on broadening our skills.

Some of us worked on learning new languages.

Some of us worked on becoming better parents.

Some of us worked on becoming better friends.

Some of us worked on remembering our dreams.

Some of us worked on forgiving the past.

Some of us worked on strengthening our bodies.

Some of us worked on sharing and giving back.

Some of us worked on taking on greater responsibility.

Some of us worked on our art.


As a result of all of the work that has been done quietly in our individual lives, we have collectively contributed to the blossoming understanding and simplest expression of what God is. God is our good, and even the good we do for our self counts. Each fully blossomed flower on the hillside of our destiny adds to the broadened spectrum of our being. And together, we create more than beauty, more than fate; we evolve the depth and scope of the All-Seeing.


We may never see it reported through the media, but there is more good happening in this world than evil. There are more children smiling in this moment than any single one of us could fathom… and someone just fell in love, and someone just helped a stranger, and someone just scored a goal, and someone got their hearing back, and someone's joking with their co-worker, and someone's sitting in the kitchen, while the rest of the household sleeps, writing a poem.


Today, I give thanks for all of the good that has gone unrewarded, for every kind word, action, or deed. Today, I gave thanks for the God that is within each and every one of you, that is us, when we claim who we are

-Saul Williams

blessings and love
sf

"To love a person is to learn the song that is in their heart, and to sing it to them when they have forgotten."

~Anonymous~

"When I dare to be powerful - to use my strength in the service of my vision, then it becomes less and less important whether I am afraid". ~ Audre Lorde

thank you for being true to me
by being
true to you

your love shines brightly
burning my minds eye
looking away i remember
and turn to kiss your feet
wiping them clean
my hair soaks in the oil

love is like that
tension to the point of breaking

life is like that
tears to the point of drowning

treading waters of the heart
shows strength of character
of truth
illusion

walking creates the stillness to breathe
stillness moves the walk to depths of love

be brave
be true
be

love is

the space in-between

staying

in-between

is love

-soulfriend
2//12/08

ahhh... the breeze
tears away the armor
of cocoons safety

thrills of pain
searing length and breadth
of legs, arms or perhaps
those are wings

colors gay laughter
sharp on the inner ear
pierce the heart

blood runs thick
quick to cover the hemorrhage
eyes lowered
voice mum

alas

wings know not
stillness

heart screams in agony
urging flight

abandoning limits
set by previous incarnations

minds grip tightens
fear sharp
digs its talons
deep into flesh

breath is the way
cocoons mighty walls
disintegrate in the furry
of storms strength

wind sings of paths not taken
sun dries new birth

forces of nature know truth

pushing a river creates
new paths

or

death

breath and faith

holding hands
entwine new and old
birth and death
creation and joy

breathe
know
fly

love

with wild abandon

-soulfriend 6/2008

One day Alice came to a fork in the road and saw a cheshire cat in the tree.

"Which road do i take?" she asked.

His (or her) response was a question:

"Where do you want to go?"...

"I don't know," Alice answered.

"Then," said the cat, "it doesn't matter."

--Lewis Carroll

This being human is a guest house.
Every morning a new arrival.
A joy, a depression, a meanness,
some momentary awareness comes
as an unexpected visitor.
Welcome and entertain them all!
Even if they are a crowd of sorrows,
who violently sweep your house
empty of its furniture,
still, treat each guest honorably.
He may be clearing you out
for some new delight.
The dark thought, the shame, the malice.
meet them at the door laughing and invite them in.
Be grateful for whatever comes.
because each has been sent
as a guide from beyond.

-Rumi

the best and most beautiful things
in the world cannot be seen or even touched.
they must be felt with the heart.

-helen keller

To "let go" does not mean to stop caring,
it means I can't do it for someone else.

To "let go" is not to cut myself off,
it's the realization I can't control another.

To "let go" is not to enable,
but to allow learning from natural consequences.

To "let go" is to admit powerlessness,
which means the outcome is not in my hands.

To "let go" is not to try to change or blame another,
it's to make the most of myself.

To "let go" is not to care for,
but to care about.

To "let go" is not to fix,
but to be supportive.

To "let go" is not to judge,
but to allow another to be a human being.

To "let go" is not to be in the middle arranging the outcomes,
but to allow others to affect their own destinies.

To "let go" is not to be protective,
it's to permit another to face reality.

To "let go" is not to deny,
but to accept.

To "let go" it not to nag, scold or argue,
but instead to search out my own shortcomings, and correct them.

To "let go" is not to adjust everything to my desires
but to take each day as it comes,
and cherish myself in it.

To "let go" is not to criticize and regulate anybody
but to try to become what I dream I can be.

To "let go" is not to regret the past,
but to grow and live for the future.

To "let go" is to fear less,
and love more.


Author unknown

each moment
blue with anticipation
runs wildly over the hills of the heart

singing breezes send shivers of love to
surround the trees

yellow songs dance between here and there
nothing is everything
all is
yet
not

which direction shall the virgin look
is defiance truth?
purity?

in resistance is doubt
in acceptance is the miracle of light

to be with
as is

in all that is
forgivness is naught

as never was
or ever will
be wrong

in this is god
blessings
lightness
dance

hell is our making
red-ochre flames of
defiance

dance with the fires
sing with the wind
embrace the heat of hearts cleansing

stand still
whisper
and listen
for all that is ...

needed is...

within

in peace to my soul-full brothers

love,
soulfriend

-6/26/07

blessings sail from the hearts soul
running
dreams fade

blackness pitches it's tent over hearts home
stakes plunge deep into fertile soil of belief
aerating dead growth

breathing

desperately needed oxygen
fills the land

angels cry tears of joy

"weeds"
catch moisture falling
welcoming refreshment
clear
clean
oceans of possibility

death gives way to birth

hearts split
tearing wide

crevasses
bearing space for truth
reach into the unknown

and

faith

holds the weave

the seeds
already planted
in time

wind sings
sun flashes angry light
rain caresses
and earth

oh

she holds
with the trust only a mother knows

all is well

you are loved

breathe

as the flower springs
sweet green shoots
between the rocks of life.

cry
scream
stretch
lean
bloom
smile
repeat
die
birth
is...



-soulfriend 6/14/2007

Until one is committed, there is hesitancy,
the chance to draw back. always ineffectiveness.
Concerning all acts of initiative (and creation)

there is one elementary truth,the ignorance of which
kills countless ideas and splendid plans:

That the moment one definitely commits oneself,
then providence moves too.

All sorts of things occur to help one
that would never otherwise have occured.

A whole stream of events issues from the decision,
raising in one's own favor all manner of unforseen incidents
and meetings and material assistance,
which no man could have dreamed would have come his way

I have learned a deep respect for one of Gothe's couplets:

"Whatever you can do, or dream you can, begin it.
Boldness has genius, power and magic in it."

W.H. Murrray
The Scottish Himalayan Expedition

oh the sweet angels kiss
and caress
the open hearts of the down trodden.

rain quenches the thirst
of the obedient.

sun dries the tears
of the broken hearted.

wind sings us lullabies
as he rocks us to sleep

awakening
is the hardest part of the journey.

as i lift a hand to rub away the past
visions
crystallized in the corner of mine eyes

i clear a path
to the open road that lies
patiently
ahead of my soul

blue lights guide my being
along the yellow haze
then i turn
and see you standing there
and i know
you have been with me
all along

humbled
my chest bursts open
and songs of red and gold
fly off into the great wild yonder
piercing the hearts of lovers and children

one love hums its vision
and i remember
as i lay my head to rest
at the end of the day

i blow you kisses
of sand and sweat
and bow
to the way



-soulfriend
4/18/07

my feet touch the skin of the mother
my roots reach the core of the earth
i welcome the light into my being
i thank god for showing my worth

i'm firm in the cross of my brother
standing tall, i span the plain
reach out from the heart of oneness
in light we are all the same

i enter the house of my father
coming home, i've found my way
forgiveness, compassion and kindness
and all i must do is pray

i come to my mother's table
i'm here with my heart open wide
there's beauty and love for all beings
when we honor the one inside

my soul shines with the mother's beauty
my heart fills with light of the sun
there is no separation between us
with god in our hearts all are one