"The Story Is Not The Miracle"

And another thing
what is up with your
sharpish retort to
the outpouring of my heart?

Did I say too much;
was I too open;
did it hurt somehow
to bear witness to the miracle?

How stupid I've been,
how brittle and insensitive
to not see this story could
not find a home in your heart

while you are hurting still.
Forgive my verbose blunder
and let me get you cup of tea
and let's be still together

until your hurt melts
leaving nothing but life
giving refreshment
and comfort for us both.

"Please Cry at Home"

There is no room for tears here
where we are busy forming treatment plans.

We have questions and answers
and tools and reason.

We cannot stop for you to cry,
there simply isn't time.

Our job is to mend your body
with everything we know.

Your feelings get in the way
of our busyness and routine.

But now I see you sitting there
alone in the waiting room.

Quiet and still. Trusting.
Remembering wholeness

even as your body tells
a different story.

I want to cry a river of tears
for the great Unknown Healer

to come and gather us both
in his arms and be home

where we can
cry together.

"The Gifts of the Spirit"

Life is the reason
forever is a word

Wholeness is the reason
healing can create anew

Living is the reason
for joy

Happiness is the reason
I was created

Loving my brother
is how I remember the truth

" The Gifts of the Ego"

Death is an excuse
to not live forever

Sickness is an excuse
to not be whole

Fatigue is an excuse
to not live fully

Sadness is an excuse
to not be happy

Loneliness is an excuse
to not love my brother