Walking an unpopular path
People will tell you you’re lost
They caution you against their fears
They tell you what cannot be done

Walking the path of your soul
Deep into dark corners and cold
Sometimes the way feels awful lonely
Othertimes the shadows prove friendly

Walking one step before next
Taking your precious time back
Facing the monsters that live in inside
Embracing all your brokenheartedness

Walking on, you don’t turn away
Except to laugh into the twirling abyss
Surprises lay ahead, blessings to be had
Gifts sprinkled throughout for your bliss

Walking an unpopular path
Walking the path of your soul
It my not be crowded and it may not be lit –
but walk on Truth warriors of ancient and old

Little cottage at the fork (Bristol, UK, October 2018)

Written one year ago after visiting the Blarney Castle in Ireland on an absolutely enchanted and “impossible” European trip

she starts with

Openness

a gentle gaping

enough to let spirit in

all darkness to

Begin

until exploding

bewildered magnificence

Not a plan, but

Knowings

her path ordered

by Divine Mystery’s intentions

first she must

Purge

clearing out space

creating the cosmic vacuum

then she layers

Enchantment

weaving intricate meaning

through the densities of pain

gentle-soft touches

Massaging

releasing and unwinding

purpose from its enslavements

her gravity growing

Magnetic

she’s pulling grace in

manifesting Karmic reclamation

filling beyond brim

Overflowing

fulfilling Divine plan

to Love, Love and be Love again –