Far in the distance,
just over the dark-cloaked hills,
the horizon glows
gold-red, a promise perhaps
that brighter days lie ahead.
JDG
A Caw Went Out
At the crow conclave
there was very little to
crow about as they
hemmed and cawed among themselves.
When it’s seventy
degrees in Virginia in
December, the time
had come to help humans find
their rightful place in
the natural order of things.
A great caw went out asking
(and this was new for
crow) all of Wise Spirit’s great
creation to come
together and share what they
knew best. By now they
knew it would take the wisdom
of the whole to bring
this wayward faction into
the fold. They also
knew they would have to do some
much needed shape-shifting too.
JDG
Even In This Winter Season
Even in this winter season as she
rests, Mother Earth
nurtures and
consoles,
makes
space
for all
her creatures
at her ample
breast, though some push and tug, scrambling for more.
JDG
At the Winter Solstice
At the Winter Solstice
(By Hanna Lange)
I believe that darkness ultimately gives way to light, and so at the Solstice, I affirm these things for myself, at the turning of the year. I believe that compassion and wisdom are sown in the fields of suffering, although not exclusively there. I believe that the pain born of my mistakes and those of others can serve a greater purpose. I believe that I must fight not to rush into gratification without pausing for gratitude. I believe that I am constantly called to move toward my best self. I believe I have a responsibility to seek and speak my truth. And I believe, no matter how long or dark the road before me looks, if it leads me to my highest self, the birthright promised to us all by the divine, then no matter how tired or frightened or lonely or angry or confused I may be, I can do no less than take up a torch and follow it, because it is the right road, even when it is not an easy one.
Night And Day
Overhead the sky
holds twin lights of day and night.
Down below, the pond
holds its secrets close, giving
those that look a chance
to see in its still surface
images of what
shines above. Between these two
realms a bluebird lands
and looks as squirrel hurries
past, intent on other tasks.
JDG
Prickly And More
Christmas Cactus, prickly but lovely still,
gives me hope that
others will
look past
all
that’s
prickly
and find some
loveliness in
me this wild and crazy winter season.
JDG
An Age Old Question
What about the wisdom aging was to
bring? As the knees
grow weaker
and hair
turns
gray,
you’d think
a few pearls
would come my way.
Instead there’s just the same, but older, me.
JDG
Knowing Crow
Knowing crow, he’d most
likely say something different
today than he said
just yesterday. Still, I’ll try
to remember, on
this gloomy day, his words
of wisdom yesterday –
“Take what’s offered. Celebrate
each day’s ever-shifting light.”
JDG
Raven’s Call
Morning sunlight pours
forth, filling all that’s sun-starved
down below. As clouds
gather, raven and crow call,
“Take all that’s offered
and celebrate the coming
and going of shifting light.”
JDG
Crow Disses Snow
Earlier there was
talk of snow, but we’ve been left
with cold rain instead.
A slight shift in temperature
could have turned this bleak
day white. Still, crow has let me
know that bleak has a
beauty too and from its plate
other creatures can
dine with far greater ease than
snow’s loveliness can provide.
JDG
