MM 23–Broken Railings

While entering a place of meditation placed high up in a Sikh temple, I felt a wobble in my soul. Here is a description of it. something of staff or stick of cane or walker that help us wobble past Broken Railings ascent descent while striving up to the illusive god of power and I … Continue reading →

MM 22–White Raven’s Shadow

Standing on the High Park Labyrinth in Toronto, the Labyrinth lit with candles celebrating hibernating bees, all of us shivering in the great shadow of our indigenous neighbours, we are taught Great Spirit Find Me. And in the candle light I hear a raven, and I see it white–a true blending of the spirits that … Continue reading →

MM21–Agreement Between Willing Souls

On the day and the candy day after while children have shown their dreams and costumes, many take time to visit the ancestors, the strong people whose blood flows through us. Here is a celebration of All Soul’s Day. MM 21 (All Souls Day 2017) Agreement Between Willing Souls   My heart knows what the river … Continue reading →

MM#20: Moon’s Brave Thumbprint

Here is a poem sprung from the experience of a Full Solar Eclipse in which for a few minutes the electro-magnetic rays of the Sun are blocked by our Moon. It is thought that our Pineal gland is particularly sensitive to these rays, enlivening and enlightening our connection to Divine Consciousness. During this cosmic event, … Continue reading →

MM # 19– The Theft

The Theft  The Young happy on skateboards new fringe of moustache roll past frogs and earnest fences stilled in the dusk away from home with beds old toys rude posters desks with chilling towers of options chilling absence of means. Sun slides down with whispers and squirrels are quiet in their leafy nests bees snug … Continue reading →

MM#18–Statue of the Unknown Woman

MM#18: Statue of the Unknown Woman Scantly covered by the tatters she calls her wardrobe her astonished soul hovers over her statue that is stained by passing furtive glances. Could we exchange swords for the unbroken stem of this lily, lift once more clear eyes to her gaze of curious amazement? In mystery we prepare … Continue reading →

MM#17–Venus as Albatross

Experiencing my first Holotropic Breathwork session which was developed by Stan and Christina Grof, I found in my arms the wings of an Albatross. Learning that the Albatross mate for life and return to their birth rock once a year to nest and bring forth one chick. Their annual courtship is a dance upon the … Continue reading →

MM#16–The Gods’ Fists

The Gods’ Fists The harsh needles of winter rain that have battered my window, my heart my sheltering roof watered the salted stones that line the shore these stones now shine like diamonds as the Moon slips through. Waves rise, spraying with fierce clatter bits of broken glass, old nets, plastic bags and buoys against … Continue reading →

MM #15–Wandering Truth

Wandering Truth, Moon Musing #15, December 2016 Truth One of the wanderers in a field strewn with poppies covering the forgotten gods. Truth A wanderer unequal to the task burying ragged roots like messengers from the tangled deep. The Earth is your shroud carefully woven the crafted bulk of clay become a jug and I … Continue reading →

Moon Musings #14–The Waking Poets

Joining with friends in a glorious leaf-lit walk on the High Park Labyrinth in Toronto, a certain move toward waking touched my poet’s heart. This waking began with a rustling of autumn leaves, a lavish Sun drawing Mercurial speech, a hard look at structures of modernity that may no longer be useful. With a new … Continue reading →