Winter
A time of contemplation
And rest
Under the deep, soft snow
Of life
That keeps us from
The Spring
Of our
Awakening

The thrill
Of stepping onto a sleigh
Knowing that soon
I will be
Flying

The snow is white, and wet, and cold
And alive
With the rhythm of life
I walk through the crunch and wet
And feel wholeness coming back to my limbs
The earth
Sharing her wisdom and beliefs
And I
Am but
One

Christmas is a time
For celebration
A time to enjoy
The family way
Eat foods that bring comfort
Sing songs that give joy
Remember to follow
A rhythm on course
For life has its times
Of up and down
So celebrate
Laugh and have joy
For that too
Shall pass
Enjoy it while it is available
Time has a way
Of speeding up
So
Take one moment at a time
And enjoy
For that too will be gone
And in its place
A newness
Of life
Christmas
A time to reflect
On
The joys of
Life

Tis the season and the time
To know from wence we came
And where in fact we’re headed to
As we play this crazy life game

We’re born into a story of woe
Of difficulties and strife
We move forward to an understanding
Of our authentic right to life

Our freedom to be our true, real self
To move with love and courage
We sometimes see the difficulties
And tend to be discouraged

So take to heart this message
Of joy, love, truth, and peace
Of knowing of who we  truly are
And self love to increase

As children of God we have a place
A role which we shall play
A puzzle piece on the scheme of life
A place from which to pray

That all of life find balance and love
That all men shall be free
To live with all abundance
So our true selves we can be

Love
At the heart of all
That we are
Our comings and goings
Daily
Mean nothing
Without the context
Of love
Love permeates
Every particle
In
Our world
We are love
We breathe
Love
We exist
Because
Love exists
In the world
We are
Therefore
All
Is
Love

Growing into love

Raw pain
The kind that brings
Tears to our eyes
And permeates
Our very
Existence
Is important
To
Our growth
When we allow ourselves
To feel pain
To acknowledge
Pain
To go through
The pain
We allow ourselves
To feel
Our
Humanity
Life does not exist
Without pain
In fact
It is the very pain
That we run from
That helps us to grow
Into that
Which we are meant to be

Authentic love

Love
Without pain
Does not exist
It isn’t until
We totally give ourselves
Over to the love
And feel the pain that
That brings
That we can truly be
Who
We truly are

I think I’d rather be your friend
Than your wife
You speak to your friends all the time
You laugh on the phone
And share ideas
And secrets
While
As you wife
I clean
And cook
And take care of you
And miss out
On all the joys of being your friend
So
I think I’d rather
Be your friend