as. if.

August 29, 2012 § Leave a comment

it’s almost as if

my body

has suddenly realised

that I am

not going to give in to it’s craving and desire

and in doing so

is in mourning




up for the challenge

February 15, 2012 § Leave a comment

the challenge,

[she thought]

is not to take this so seriously

the challenge,

[she thought]

is to stand in the darkness and and remember that you see this same when you close your eyes …

and since you know you are safe there

you are also

safe here

with eyes wide open


<3 ged/2.15.12

this too shall pass

February 12, 2012 § Leave a comment

i am wondering about being in the present moment when the present moment is one of heaviness and deep sadness.

i suppose this means not to negate it but to melt into it.

surrender to it


but this can be hard because … here i am again …  enveloped in sadness

perhaps it is fighting it that prolongs it.

perhaps if i AM with it in this very moment the connection will be made and the train will pass without me actually boarding.

perhaps being in the moment with it will give it the acknowledment it craves. its own form of hugs a snuggles.

and then it will be on it’s way to play somewhere else. off to the playground where heaviness is its joy.

but not here. not here in this body and mind and soul.

let this pass.

ged / 2.12.12 <3

[submitted also on reikiflower speaks blog]

gypsy, dance

February 6, 2012 § Leave a comment

today from the flames


to burn down the cathedrale of my soul

emerged not a phoenix

but  toad

standing on his back legs with arms outstreached

he simply smiled


‘what are you waiting for – let’s dance and build something stronger and new’

i am not sure i can dance. these legs are weary with the weight of my heart

‘what in heavens name is your heart doing in your legs?’, said he.

and with that he turned and wiggled and jigged a jig. and looking back over his shoulder made one last comment,

‘follow or don’t. but regardless. dance.’

ged 2/6/12


December 6, 2011 § Leave a comment

depression sucks

the living from every inch and nook and crany

until there is ony dust

and arid space where life once was

there is need for a container to enclose it


the life returns


the meds rain down

contain me

for there is nothing here

in this moment

but the winds of time




ged 12/6/11

stripping down to otherness

November 3, 2011 § Leave a comment

stripping down to otherness

separated by a thin veil
an invisable line
for crossing

i feel like a dog pacing
on the wrong side of the fence
i want to be


ged 1/19/08



October 24, 2011 § Leave a comment

It’s an invention, he said. What’s it do? I said. I don’t know, he said. It’s not finished yet. ~ Brian Andreas [Story People]


 perfect this morning

mist rising from cold ground

life welcoming sun




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