Reflections of my Soul

An Oak's Breath

A wind this way does blow
A song this way does sing
A voice this way does speak

Of simpler things, not weak
A tongue upon my cheek
It is clarity I do seek
Of a tomorrow no longer bleak

Of you I do bequeathe
All that knows how to breathe
And life remains a soothing sound
My soul grows strong

An oak's breath- a sweet scent
In a mountain I have lived
No more sorrow
I have found the gold

The search for which I did seek

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The Butterfly's Song has a section in it called the Knowing that is poetry. The first half is a story, nonfiction, about my personal journey to love in journal form. There is sexual content in this book.

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The Butterfly's Song

A journey of discovering one's self through love

The Butterfly's Song is a journal of discovery about myself through love and it's many experiences. I learned that love is but a
mirror or reflection that life brings to you
with many faces and in different ways.

"You kiss me
And
I melt into you
Strong oceans
Devouring my
Ability to walk away

Falling like
Raindrops from the sky
Fall in open May"

The Knowing came about as time brought me to a transformation in my life that I have been going through for the past two years. I lived a life of struggle and what appeared to be one disappointment after another. I finally surrendered after my third divorce to a man I married twice. Having to revisit heartache once again I asked God to show me what to do as I realized that up to this point I had not found any sense of contentment within. I did much soul searching, meditated and prayed my way through this. One day I awoke with a new sense of awe and enchantment that has followed me ever since. I have a new peace inside of me that I have never known before. Life is a gift, love is a gift and I have a new appreciation for life that sustains me. I am now married to a man who is different than any relationship of my past.

"Things do not change; we change." ~Henry David Thoreau

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Daylight breaking

Sunlight on the water

The sounds of harmony

Echoing

Through my soul

Reflections

On the water

My own image

Staring at me

Wakeful eye

Disturbing

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Beauty becomes me

In the mystery of my soul

I hunger for what is not

Touched with the human hand

The mystical revelation

The shaman's song

The connection

We all long for

In this dance of intimacy

The learning

I discover

The many parts that make the whole

Encompassing the heart

Of humanity

In the palm of my hand

I reach the destination

Reborn by this epiphany

That deep down

In the center

Of myself

Is

All others

Gather the people
In the presence
Of the holy site
Of oneness

It is here
Where we will
Join hearts
Remembering
The preciousness
Of our being
The light of our soul

Bask in this place
Where we unite
With our own
Soul's grace

Rise up
To meet the
Song sung in
The soft voice of
Nature's symphony

Silhouette
Of sunrises
Soothing my soul
I need you to know
The joy of my own hands
The happiness
That resides within

Come in
Gentle friend
Let me know you
Again
Pierce the depths
Of my soul
Open my heart wide
Let it dance
In the presence
Of your face
I want to rise up
And greet you
Where angel's sing
Songs of divinity

Light rising

The power of

Owning the image

In the mirror

Reopening

The heart of me

Revealing

My own beauty

Kisses pouring down

Like rain

The heavens open up

I enter inside

Take my wings

I am ready to fly

Horizon

Entering my heart

Where I settle

Into the warmth

Of love's belly

The womb of creation

Birthing

A new light

I'll never see your face again
Or hear your laughter
As days go by
I remember you still
As you were
When you were still here
With swollen tears
And a heart that aches
I'll never again
Feel your embrace
Even though your spirit is here
It's just not the same
As hearing your voice
And seeing you near
No more tomorrows
Will hold you
Only yesterday remains
Yet the sun still sets
and the stars burn bright
The morning becomes day
The day becomes night
But you are not here
And the sorrow and pain
That death can claim
Bring heavy hands
It's just not the same
And I wish that you were still here
With footsteps light
And laughter long

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Along the way in life we all pick up little treasures, moments that delight us, make our heart sing, make us smile, surprise us, inspire us.
What are the treasures you have picked up along the way in your life? Life goes by so quickly as we go about our day.
Take the time to treasure the jewels that come along in your life.
Keep a journal and write down what you find as a treasure each day.

One of my treasures is the Starfish Story by Loren Eisley.

The Starfish Story Original Story by: Loren Eisley One day a man was walking along the beach when he noticed a boy picking something up and gently throwing it into the ocean. Approaching the boy, he asked, "What are you doing?" The youth replied, "Throwing starfish back into the ocean. The surf is up and the tide is going out. If I don't throw them back, they'll die." "Son," the man said, "don't you realize there are miles and miles of beach and hundreds of starfish? You can't make a difference!" After listening politely, the boy bent down, picked up another starfish, and threw it back into the surf. Then, smiling at the man, he said%u2026" I made a difference for that one."

Journey of a Woman
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Pub. Date: February 2008
ISBN-13: 9781435712065
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POETRY FROM JOURNEY OF A WOMAN

EON'S PATH

The tatterings of the orange blossom
In full bloom
Catching the flow
Of the mountains ascension
The darkness descends
Crossing aeon's path
To the witched mountain
Where ablaze they stand
Gowned in white
Their hands of light
With a vivid view
Eyes wide open
Eyes brand new
Here, I will sing
Here, I will look at you
In the fire of my soul
The dancing flame
No sword in my hand
Just a heart where I stand
No armor to bare
Nakedly aware
My soul it is I share
My soul it is I bare
Whence upon I followed
The Christed form

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BLEND

We make love
With no awareness
Of time
Or outside
Forgetful of the world
And it's reasoning
It's pace
No sense of other people
Existing inside
A world of you and me
Of oneness
Of merging flames
The scenery disappeared
Our flesh touching
Melted into air
We became pure spirit
Entwined

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COURTING

We walk
Hand in hand
Oblivious to the shadow
Courting the synergy of
What has always been
There
A sure smile
A lover's symphony
I spoke
To your heart
For it called me
With it's brave intensity
And in passing months
I swam it's
Deep ocean
You spoke
To my heart
For it called you
It's own
Rising
Of desire
And love's breath
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ENCHANTED

Birds sing sweeter
Trees dance
Through the wind
The sky glistens
Sunlight fills the day
The moon becomes my face
Stars burn brighter
Bees don't sting
Flowers become
Beautiful colors of delight
Dancing on light
Everything
Looks sweet
To my sight
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IN THE LIGHT

Complicated by time
What once was
A simple mind
Shadows
In the light
Disappear
With no might
What was blind
Is so clear
I thought
I might know
But I don't
And so
I'll tend
To my garden
And see
What there
Might grow
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INNER CHILD

You
So sweet and innocent
A heart open
To the world
Unafraid
Your beauty untouched
Play, little one, play
The sparrow sings today
I honor you
Inner child
Loving
With no prejudice
How beautiful you are
As you dance
To the sound
Of sunlight
How I love you
Sweet one
How I do
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JOY'S BIRTH

I dreamt
I gave birth
To joy
And I fed her
As she grew
Into her fullness
Her smile
Opened hearts
Her presence
Inspired a world
That had forgotten
She existed
She taught many
As she aged
Showing them
That beauty
And love
Peace and happiness
Did not need to be searched for
Or bought
But lived in their own hearts
Where they touched
God's grace

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LAS VEGAS IN JULY

Us
In our air conditioned
Rental car
Driving that endless road
Through the heat
The sun beating down
So hot%u2026
The pavement should melt
Until
Bright lights appear
Casinos everywhere
We reach our destination
Park our car
Get out
Go to a small chapel
Say I do
While elevators go
Up and down
And the greed people
Fills the air
So heavy
That I fear
If I stayed here in this city
Long enough
It would steal
The life from me
But you and I are visitors
Happy
Just to be with Each other
We hold hands
When we are walking
Kiss when we are talking
And leave this thickness
To go to our home
Which is anywhere
You are and I am
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LONELY HIGHWAY

Left in the dust
Tail lights
Being all
I can see
On a lonely highway
Bewildered by
The blow of all
I forgot to acknowledge
Or just chose to ignore
Still
My shoes seem heavy
Unable to carry my feet
From this place
Where my heart
Was stolen
Maybe it's
The heat
Of this unrelenting
Desert sun
That created
The mirage
That keeps
Me thinking
You will turn
The car around
And see me
Still standing here
Where you left me
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LOVE IS NOT AN ISLAND

Alone
Adrift on my thoughts
Lonely
No one here to hurt me
One hand in the water
What if they see my vulnerability?
What if they leave?
What if my heart breaks again?
Love is not an island
Just a place to be
Where there is not
Just me
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SERENDIPITY

Lonely day
I have met you
Too many a time
With no flower nor friend
To let happiness in
I want to fall
Like a leaf from a tree
How do I find it within
It's a search
Without an end
Could it be
That I must
Just simply be
And suddenly
A rainbow will appear
Lonely day
I must stop allowing
Misery to be my master
A long deep road
I've traveled
Where are you
Serendipity?
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WE BEGAN

Many tides
Rolling into my heart
Fingers like bows
Take their aim
Sharp as the sky
On a cold winter's day
I will give you
All the sunrise
Has to offer
Blue skies
Calling me again
Lift the heaviness
From your hands
With a sweet smile
Tell time
It has no reason
To worry
We began
With always written
Across destiny
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WEARY

Come to me
With a calm heart
And peaceful words
For I am tired
And the only thing
I can find
In my closet to wear
Is despair
I don't know where
Along the way
I became lost
But I am weary
Caught in confusion
My strength
Seems to be wearing thin
Where are my angels now?
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WITH OPEN HANDS

People in cars
Gathering secret
Seashores
Playing mystical guitars
Not a casual sunrise
In sight
The scent of
Sacred rosebuds
Filling the air
Yesterday
A foreign word
To the ocean
Of fruits
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My poems are written about my experiences I have been through and my thoughts.

Writing poetry is a form of journaling for me. I tend to see the world through spiritual
eyes so much of my poetry is symbolic rather than literal. These poems span over many
years from when I started writing poetry at 12 to the present day.

Jerry was the kind of guy you love to hate. He was always in a good mood and always had something positive to say. When someone would ask him how he was doing, he would reply. "If I were any better, I would be twins."

He was a unique restaurant manager because he had several waiters who had followed him around from restaurant to restaurant. The reason the waiters followed Jerry was because of his attitude. He was a natural motivator. If an employee was having a bad day, Jerry was there telling the employee how to look on the positive side of the situation.

Seeing this style really made me curious, so one day I went up to Jerry and asked him. ?I don?t get it! You can?t be a positive person all of the time. How do you do it?? Jerry replied, ?Each morning I wake up and say to myself, Jerry, you have two choices today. You can choose to be in a good mood or you can choose to be in a bad mood. I choose to be in a good mood. Each time something bad happens, I can to choose to be a victim or I can choose to learn from it. I choose to learn from it. Every time someone comes to me complaining, I can choose to accept their complaining or I can point out the positive side of life. I choose the positive side of life.

"Yeah, right, it's not that easy", I protested. "Yes it is,"Jerry said. ?Life is all about choices. When you cut away all the junk, every situation is a choice. You choose how you react to situations. You choose how people will affect your mood. You choose to be in a good or bad mood. The bottom line: ?It's your choice how you live life.I reflected on what Jerry said. Soon thereafter, I left the restaurant industry to start my own business. We lost touch, but I often thought about him when I made a choice about life instead of reacting to it.

Several years later, I heard that Jerry did something you are never supposed to do in a restaurant business: he left the back door open one morning and was held up at gunpoint by three armed robbers. While trying to open the safe, his hand, shaking from nervousness, slipped off the combination. The robbers panicked and shot him. Luckily, Jerry was found relatively quickly and rushed to the local trauma center.

After 18 hours of surgery and weeks of intensive care, Jerry was released from the hospital with fragments of the bullets still in his body. I saw Jerry about six moths after the accident. When I asked him how he was, he replied, If I were any better, I'd be twins. Wanna see my scars?

I declined to see his wounds, but did ask him what had gone through his mind as the robbery took place. ?The first thing that went through my mind was that I should have locked the back door, Jerry replied. Then, as I lay on the floor, I remembered that I had two choices: I could choose to live, or I could choose to die. I chose to live. Werent you scared? Did you lose consciousness? I asked. Jerry continued, The paramedics were great. They kept telling me I was going to be fine. But when they wheeled me into the emergency room and I saw the expressions on the faces of the doctors and nurses, I got really scared. In their eyes, I read, Hes a dead man. I knew I needed to take action.? What did you do? I asked.

Well, there was a big, burly nurse shouting questions at me,said Jerry. She asked if I was allergic to anything. Yes, I replied. The doctors and nurses stopped working as they waited for my reply. I took a deep breath and yelled, Bullets!? Over their laughter, I told them, ?I am choosing to live. Operate on me as if I am alive, not dead. Jerry lived thanks to the skill of his doctors, but also because of his amazing attitude. I learned from him that every day we have the choice to live life fully.

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Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness, that frightens us most. We ask ourselves, 'Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, and famous?' Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that people won't feel insecure around you. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It's not just in some of us; it's in all of us. And when we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others."
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