Mala beads on Christmas morning

Merry Christmas!

I am sending big love out to everyone today.

Blessings to you and your loved ones and to all those we may struggle to get along with…blessings to those who seem to be our enemies and to all our future friends, family and all beings everywhere!

Enjoy the poem and be loving to all aspects of your experience!

Lots of love,

A

I let the dog out to tinkle in the twinkling star-studded depth of velvety spaciousness

After midnight

Santa’s sleigh long gone

Before dawn

Or even its precursor when the black turns to slight violet-navy

Soon, a fog rolls in

The moon, still glistening, filtered light as though a gauze

Upon it someone threw

Softly hazy

Stars almost seem lazy

As I close the curtain

Snuggle back into my blanket-nest

So warm

In my woolen dress

Yet there is

There is a density

An intensity

When I wake anew

This doesn’t feel like Christmas

This won’t do

But I see and renew

“Yes, I accept, I can do this”

Too

I wonder how many times Mary Magdalene

Said that

Or Mother Mary

Felt it to be True

And I feel my malas

Om Mani Padme Hum

Om Tare Tutarre Ture Soha

Just before what in spring would be morning dew

I attune

And soon

With a little help

I shift the tune

Find a little more space

Within my body

That tends to tense

In this density

And to brace

To discipline to find the light within

Yet not to fight

But is outside pummeling me

To choose

To move beyond the din

Tapping EFT

Meditation

Takes me like a boat

To lighter shores

And when I see the light of dawn

Into his open arms I’m drawn

Heart light to heart light

Christmas is back on

Warm skin, hands embracing

Cheeks caressing

Every now pausing

Energies need addressing

And we clear

And resume

Love’s dance

Finding every more room

For the Christ

That we are becoming

Making room at our own Inn

And when day breaks

We have coffee

And snuggle some more

And when our son comes down

We play some games and eat some food

Gifting him an amethyst

Wool sweater I ordered got canceled,

Never came

But fortunately our values are not in things

But in Presence

Little by little

Bringing more of Heavens’

Holiness

To our Wholeness

Keeping gifts simple - I’ve learned this

Tis a gift to be simple Tis a gift to be free

Tis a gift to come round where we ought to be

And in that place just right

We’ll find ourselves in the land of love and delight

A simple Sufi song, just right

For this half-Jewish

Christ-loving woman

Born in a Sufi commune

Wearing my Kwan Yin mala to bed

Learning to live less in my head

Learning moment by moment to live more in my heart

Where each new moment

Is a fresh Christed breath

Start

And soon with the rising sun

The clouds part

Revealing a shimmering sky sparkling

Blue

Opening up

Like a big

Expansive

“I love you”

Holding the Energy

That feels gently Glowing

And True