Haiku

Winter tempest
shakes the jaded senses
fierce uprising

Letting Go

There comes a time when you feel the urge to truly let go. This isn’t “let go” in the sense of going completely untethered and dancing naked beneath a full moon. Though neither of those things need be considered nefarious actions. This is “let go” when you feel you have reached an equilibrium that you can jettison thoughts, ideas, people, emotions that have been troubling you. When it comes, you will know it. You will sense great waves of tenderness welling up from the pit of your stomach. You will sense a sun shining bright in the recesses of your mind. You will sense a breeze clearing away the debris that had been blocking your spirit. It is quite extraordinary. It is quite natural. It is exquisitely delicious. You will realise how nothing matters. You will also realise how everything matters. In essence, what you will realise, and this perhaps is the greatest truth that we can expose ourselves to over and over, is that once you let go, all that truly matters is this moment. Not what has gone before. Not what will come. But now. Always now. Infinity in the present moment. Awareness of grace. Awareness of serenity. Resting in love.

Haiku

At rest in the church
awareness enters the soul –
love’s a true blessing.

Solace

When sadness splinters the house of joy
and the world weighs heavy on your heart
swim beyond the sticky prison of thought
discard threadbare views, dismiss old ideas
step out of the dusty ravine of your mind
and leap into the brimming bowl of Spring.
Fill your life with blossoming things
flowers seeking the sun
trees hugging the wind
birds courting the sky.
Earth’s embrace flares with grace
seeds of belonging coalesce
and the spirit dares to sing.

Love Letters

Look beyond
the perimeter
of your fragile self
and savour
the boundless
sanctity of life.