Blessed By Grace
There is grace in knowing that we are loved, no mater what. Deep, pure, penetrating grace that cannot be extinguished. The kind of grace that accompanies surrender and makes way for the birth of innocence. Grace that is the stuff…
Feel The Hug. @ 2020 Gail Barrie
Sensitive
I allow myself to be touched by even the slightest things. By birds on a wire, the sound of chimes, a spider spinning its web, the smile of a stranger. My openness to sensation allows me to be tickled, caressed,…
Buoyancy
Whether your current seas feel smooth or stormy, what buoys you? What are the essentials of your sacred life that float your well-being? What are the colorful markers of movement and pause that lift your moments? What fills your passage…
Love’s Soft Embrace
What will it take to soften, To relax our bitter stance, To set down our unyielding views, And give goodness a chance. How can we blur the edges, Of our illusions snug and dear, To make way for new vistas,…
Sing Praises
In the quiet of solitude, I sing praises to all living things. Birdsongs in the air, a creative mind, a tender heart, the gift of friendship, the miracle of my body. Each day is a gift to behold, filled with…
FEEL THE HUG. © 2020 Gail Barrie
Viola Love
I see you, Sweet Viola, With your velvet smile so bright, You touch us with your splendor, And lift us with your light. Whisper your quiet wisdom, As direct as you are coy, Call us to your beauty, Tempt us…
Love’s Invitation
Love’s invitation arrived at the door of my heart, gently urging me to open. Open to what I do not know. I sense the time is now, but why? Saying yes is a choice to surrender, trusting I will be…
It Happened
In the safety of solitude, respect and reverence fully in tact, I unleash my heartbroken fury with a vengeance. . . I activate my violence, revenge, hostility and murderous rage. I cross the edges of my caring, my cowardice and…
