Sacred unfolding is the order of the day…. Even when we don’t see it that way. © 2022 Gail Barrie
Dawn Ditty
Dear Morning Glory, tell us a story Of the preciousness of being From seed to vine, to flower shine You open all to seeing How the vibrant wow, of this moment now Is so beautiful and freeing © 2022 Gail…
Sinking slowly into a full emptiness Where quiet resides With its friend serenity A luxury within turbulent times To be hosted by calm To become a prayer for peace © 2022 Gail Barrie
Road Trip West
Behind a CR-V on I-80: Denver still lies ahead. My eardrums hum with John Denver And I sing along with Phil, Filled with memories, Life entwined with life. The prairie sails by. Phil is an earthbound sailor At the wheel…
collapsing old patterns of seeming position or power in tandem with me vs. you coming together in favor of boundless dominion and new ways of being light. © 2022 Gail Barrie
And Suddenly It Was Quiet
What a holiday visit it was In COVID’s shadow When son, grandsons, daughter Spilled their unmasked energy and laughter All over our condo. It was so gonzo. A winter’s night walk Sprinkled twinkling pied lights Of neighbors’ Christmas elves All…
The Innocent One Plays in a sea Of fascinated wonder Allowing the eternal To just be Delightful. © 2021 Gail Barrie
Immersion
Drifting through a fertile darkness Shimmers of luminous hope making way To unknown vistas of imaginal encounters Willing to be taken by Beauty’s whim By the continuity of light and color and sound To spaces and places that exist beyond…
Because My Sister Asked
December 4, 2021….. Remembering my mother, who came into this world 100 years ago today. 100% Sicilian, first generation American, she was born Serafina Crimando and called ‘Sarah’ in order to blend in, which was very important to my immigrant…
Breakthrough Affection
In these COVID days They call it breakthrough infection. Ah, a dark way to open a poem. But wait. As if emerging, Emerging from a deep retreat, I find a better breakthrough The color of air, and no mirage. I…