Blossoming Spirit

-Mara Friedman

this longing to return home, for union,
to be once more whole
this longing for that which is unseen,
yet known in my soul
this longing for that which is silent,
yet heard in my heart
this longing is my teacher, my Friend,
we are never apart

Relation

learning how to bend

without breaking

The Most Deserving Heart I've Ever Met

i've done it again

put my foot

where my mouth is

obstructing the words that

i wish

i could pour out all over you-

like honey

like balm

like all the tenderness and adoration

that ever existed

my hands are limp and made

useless in my hesitation

i wish

they could smooth that wrinkle

the one you don't even realize

you're wearing

that they could help bear the weight

of the burden you carry

to care so much

for everyone

Crown of Thorns

as a little girl I was taught
about birds of the air
lilies dressed in finery
about rust, moths, and thieves
just a wide-eyed child
learning of peasant kings
that people are important
not things

they told me,
Careful where your Treasure lies,
for their your Heart will reside
Careful where your Treasure lies,
for there your Heart will reside


now I see kids my age
buying things
digging their own graves
the Road they walk is well-worn and paved
they'll end up owing more
than they can pay

don't get me wrong we all have our role
my friends work hard to achieve their goals
for some it's beautiful
for some it's right
but it cools my fire and dims my Light

I met a kid out there on the Road
poor and dirty
with eyes that glowed

the son of a carpenter

he'd left behind their plans

pulled onward

by an unseen hand
he owned nothing more
than the clothes he wore
and a crown of thorns

he told me,
Careful where your Treasure lies,
for there your Heart will reside
Careful where your Treasure lies,
for there your Heart will reside

as a little girl I was taught
about birds of the air
lilies dressed in finery
about rust, moths, and thieves
just a wide-eyed child
learning of peasant kings
that people are important
not things

now you act surprised
it seems this little girl
she's gone awry,
she's out of line
she's out of line-

now I'm grown and I know
Love is my Treasure
and the whole world is my Home
said Love is my Treasure
and the whole world is my Home

so be,
Careful where your Treasure lies,
for there your Heart will reside
Careful where your Treasure lies,
for there your Heart will reside

Kindling for the Fire

A Night of Stories and Music at Mon Cafe!

I will be sharing music and some poetry from my album, Peregrina, and my dear sister, Sarita will be reading from her book, Caminante, Bridger of Worlds.

Come out and listen, share, and enjoy!

Saturday, August 22nd

6pm-ish ~ 8pm-ish

Love and Blessings!

psst. Click on "Mon Cafe" for directions and check out Sarita's website under "Caminante, Bridger of Worlds" on the right hand side of the screen!

I have been existing in such a transient, ethereal state 

encountering magic and Providence

and grace

in such surprising and unexpected, 

ordinary places

that I almost forgot

that I live in a world where

Women are still raped.

How Things Change

I am the Wandering One

who can re-create

herself

on a daily basis

if that's

what is needed

and I wonder, does

the Phoenix

after her rebirth,

remember the ashes

from whence she came?

or back even farther still-

the pyre

that she set aflame?

because I could
forget

could put you away
as you were,
as we were

in some far back corner

of my memory

recall you fondly, or

at least recall

sometimes

if that's

what is needed

because the Truth is

that you

never loved me

the way I did you,

and that's Okay
now
it is

but after

careful examination

of all the paths

that we travelled,

all the ones I followed you down

thinking it

was what you wanted too,

I have had

Enough,

finally.

which strikes me as
almost funny

because enough
is exactly what
you could never give me,
my doing as much as your own
perhaps,
no fault, no blame,
no responsible party

just what is

just what was

and so

now

I don't know
exactly where to place you

but I'm willing to try-

to clear out some corner

for you to Be,

where I could smile
over at you

once in awhile

when I'm feeling

good

nostalgic

happy

I could remember you tenderly, or

at least remember

if that's

what is needed.