Finding Home

Release expectation
Follow the sun in daylight
And stars at night
Listen for home’s sensation
When your heart is right


My childhood spent drifting, wandering the world. Eventually, home became this deep expectation, originally unwelcome. The beauty of the world intrigued me so. Now, living near my parents, and where grandparents spent their whole lives, there’s a rich connection. one whose beauty caught me off guard.

The big lives of small children 

Awakened by

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This Summer’s Morning 

Awoke by the rooster’s call

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Abandoning All We Are

Abandon all that we are
So we can become
All that we might be 


I see myself trapped by my past, by the barriers erected from fear, insecurity and doubt. “Grow past them…” I counsel myself. “Push past them. They are but vapor, illusion, less real than the dreams. Dreams create! So I shall focus on them.