… like a caterpillar making promises to the tree…


Divine Feminine

Plans become planks

we are forced to walk each day

Thankful to be light as a feather,

with the sun on our wings

Old Song

Lost in Love, how could this be?

Lookin’ for the light, but I just can’t see…


Every night I pray to grow,

to find my way, to let you go


Crows are laughin’, bed is cold

Bridge needs mending, so I’m told


Lyin’ under-cover with my doubt

The light of my life blew my candle out

Follow the Heart NOT the feelings

Action of belief, rather than thought

Income comes

Act Naturally

Purpose on purpose




“The purpose of life is to be defeated by greater and greater things.”
― Rainer Maria Rilke

Your heart is still asleep

Stand By Me