A Few Reflections on 2021, Contemplations on 2022, and a Twitter Poem

As I reflect upon 2021 and contemplate 2022, there are so many wonderful things to write about. Choosing among them is difficult, yet worthwhile. Let’s take a quick look at this past year.

2021

Living Alone

Personally, this past year was one in which I learned about living alone. Now that the boys are grown, and I am recently divorced, after being married for over 20 years, living alone has been painful and beautiful. Both, wouldn’t you know.

It’s been a time of great reflection for me, contemplating my life up to this point. A time of grieving, and a time of great joy. I’ve learned more about myself as a human being on this planet this past year than I have in the past 20 years. Solitude is like that. A gift.

I am looking forward to more time alone, and to the learning that comes as the days, weeks, and months unfold this next year. I look forward to all of it.

The Team

The team is healthy and well, and is, quite frankly, one of the best noncredit education teams in the State of Oregon. Some would argue in the Nation; and, I wouldn’t argue, as it is quite possibly true.

We’ve been through a lot as a team these past 4.5 years, and the resiliency, innovation, and heart this team has displayed and continues to display is astonishing.

We are currently working on many new projects, the output of which will continue to increase access to education for many populations that face barriers to education in this country. That we continue to create bridges to education for our local community, and across the state, nation, and globe through our new remote program models fills my heart with joy.

The Blog

Well, if someone would have told me in the summer of 2020 that at the close of 2021 the blog would have acquired almost 2,400 followers, which it has, I would have listened carefully, yet would have set a more realistic goal, which I did.

My goal to close this year was 1,600 followers, and we have surpassed this number quite substantially, and I owe that to each of you. You have built this blog and the wonderfully thriving space we share together, and I honor and appreciate each of you for being here.

Thank you from the bottom of my heart for supporting me, and for creating a space full of love, light, and compassion.

Writing

Never in my wildest dreams could I have imagined that I would be writing poetry at the rate I am today. Writing poetry began in the summer of 2020 as a way to continue to process my own internal work, which is a part of my spiritual practice.

It started with a poem I wrote in response to another blog, I think, and from there began to blossom in my mind and heart, and today, I write poetry all day. Seriously. You should see the post-it’s I have laid out everywhere. It’s quite comical, and lovely.

This year I was blessed to be a part of our beloved Astha’s Anthology, Utmost Feelings, and several other Anthologies through True Dreamster. I was also blessed to have been published at Spillwords Press three times, at Word Weavings, and at MasticadoresUSA, and MasticadoresIndia, several times each. As you know, I am now a regular monthly contributor to MasticadoresIndia, which is a dream come true.

I am grateful to each of these wonderful editors for believing in my work, and for supporting me. They are amazingly talented people, and I am lucky to know them and to have my work published in their respective publications.

2022

I look forward to this coming year and know that there will be challenges, just as there will be many blessings. I’ve learned a lot this year, and I am grateful for each lesson.

I plan to continue to learn more about myself this year, continuing to dive deep within, uncovering more aspects of my human beingness, and the love I have for everyone and everything on this planet.

The team will continue to thrive and grow this year, as we set our sights on making 2022 another year of exceeding service capacities to our local community, by making noncredit education available to everyone, everywhere.

The blog will see a lot more poetry this coming year, and will likely see the Blogger’s Diary post continue, yet I am reflecting upon iterating the latter. I’ve not yet had the insight needed to do so, however, so we will see.

I am currently looking for new publications to submit poetry to this next year, and have already happened upon one, which I will submit to soon. I was planning to compile a book over this winter break, alas, that is not going to happen. Thus, it may be in 2022 that a debut book is forthcoming. All I can write now is that I will know when the time is right.

I am closing this 2021 reflection and 2022 contemplation with a Twitter poem.

as the earth swallows me whole
it is our love to
behold

a spotlight drowned

like
in the east
the sun rising &
the love deep within me
arising

a destiny ground
as mind & heart
are brokered with peace
no sound

needed
for it is in this display
of love where we are
found

You can see the original Twitter poem here, amongst other poems, and follow me on Twitter here.

I want to thank each of you again for being a part of my life. Being here is a blessing, and I cherish each interaction I have with you. You are appreciated immensely.

Alright, that’s all for now.

May the New Year bring you joy, peace, love, and many blessings.

Sending you all my love.


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the shadow and stone…

waves break against my eyes, reveler caught,
in-between the shadow and
stone

feeling

the breadth and depth of this universal context,
shown, stars hanging off yonder, while
we continue to plunder, is it
any
real
wonder

about the pain beneath our feet, radiating up, and
through these bodies and minds,
not an accident, rather
something far
greater,
given

in-kind

it is
a love dispensed
from the
depths
of

the seas…

please, then, let us rewind this love transposed,
though, oft bemoaned,
know, it is always
present, and
bestowed…


Photo by MDARIFLIMAT, Pixabay


#poetry, #connection, #contemplation, #earth, #emotion, #introspection, #life, #love, #nature, #poem, #presence, #reflection, #seas, #waves

our hearts packaged in love…

gifts under the tree, it seems like some kind of land in-
between, known and not, it’s as if
you’ve come from afar,
and
dropped

the love you feel in aspects hearted, they are dreams
displayed with love, and a misty-eyed cavalcade
imparted

ribbons
held together,
just right,
the fit
tight,
with
much light,
swirling in a vacuum
of delight…and

a tender-loving kindness, with a whole lot of rich-textured
sentimental(ness)
bestowed
before
we
go, and
take flight

leaving behind our hearts packaged in love, bright, on this
most glorious
night…

In response to the WDYS #113 from Keep it Alive, by Sadje.


Image credit; Jonathan Borba @ Pixels


#poetry, #dreams, #gits, #heart, #kindness, #life, #light, #love, #poem, #sentiment, #wdys113

the flowers prose…

as the pain grows, it reminds me of the flowers
prose, blooming under the sun, and
often, on the
run

hiding in the shadows, and lurking just beneath
the surface, it rises like the tide, this
swelling in my
chest
it is
a

lifelong romance, just like the joy that lives on the other
side, when we abide, and take the center
in stride
we

come out, wide-eyed, with love as
our guide…


Photo by adriansiea, Pixabay


#poetry, #contemplation, #flower, #introspection, #joy, #life, #love, #nature, #pain, #poem, #reflection, #sea, #tide

I gently wish upon a star, Published at MasticadoresIndia

I am excited to share my poem, I gently wish upon a star, which is now available at MasticadoresIndia. Though this is my last poem of the year with MasticadoresIndia, I am very excited about being a regular monthly contributor next year. Thank you again to Terveen Gill, and the entire team at MasticadoresIndia for publishing this piece, and for their continued support.

I gently wish upon a star

heartaches, reminding me of earthquakes,
experienced in between the lines,
moving past mistakes

of a life, this life, lived in moments unsure,
and in others, grown taller
than the applewood trees flowers…

I would be honored if you would go here and read the rest of my poem. Thank you!


Photo by 13452116, Pixabay


#poetry, #beauty, #heart, #human-connection, #joy, #life, #love, #masticadoresindia, #pain, #poem, #romance

dewdrops in the morning mist…

I picked up
a sunflower once, and
twirled it betwixt my fingers,
in-between blades of grass
it did linger

taller than eyes can dance,
like romance,
sometimes askew, and sometimes
askance

delivering love
in the subtlest forms, like
tasting sunlight on your lips,
burnt amber and orange crisp,
a dewdrop in the morning mist…

I hope this holiday season continues to be a lovely one for each of you. May you, your friends, and your families experience peace, joy, love, and many blessings. I appreciate each of you and thank you from the bottom of my heart for always being here, and for supporting me. Sending you all my love.


Photo by Dioptrius, Pixabay


#poetry, #dewdrop, #life, #love, #mist, #mornings, #nautre, #poem, #romance, #sunflower, #sunlight

our final prayer…

the city slumbers, while the giant, along, lumbers,
taking respite, when, in times of trouble,
the mechanical birds, circle in the air,
speeding more than is, a trifle,
fair

spreading wings of love onto the land, protecting the visage
of the wear and tear, it is the darkness
prepared,
and
the light
responding
if they dare…

battle imminent, patrons vigilant, while across the land,
warriors gather, battle plans scrawled,
even as some
drawl
and
make
the last call

needed, as love and light prepare, some scared, others
ready for the nights, and the heights
of desperation
bared
to

each soul everywhere, they take formation, gathering under
the wings of justice, let ourselves stay present to
the life-affirming
sustenance

of the land, and within it, the love of our hearts,
together, sheltered, as
we whisper, this,
our final
prayer…

In response to the WDYS #112 prompt from Keep it Alive, by Sadje.


Image credit; Kellepics @ Pixabay


#poetry, #battle, #dark, #fantasy, #heart, #justice, #life, #light, #love, #poem, #scifi

conjure up love, wildly…

fingers trace the landscape, of a love once
beloved, just as the tree limbs speak
to me, of the dream
living inside
the breeze,
so
does

the gloom, remind me of lessons learned, from
the myriad pushes, and pulls,
orbiting around
the
suns’
moon…

it’s as if the flowers were speaking to ancient
lands, bestowing their kindness
within, of the time,
sands

as
they continue to focus on our hearts, showing us
how to conjure up love, wildly,
while allowing our
souls
to
ignite nightly…


Photo by Hans, Pixabay


#poetry, #compassion, #dreams, #heart, #kindness, #life, #light, #love, #moon, #nature, #poem, #soul, #sun

shattering like glass…

walking into misery, watching it unfold, it envelops me
like a cloak, I

drown from within, you were just here, how could
it have been…understanding loses meaning,
as heart breaks into a thousand
pieces

shattering like glass, spreading out through the air,
diamond bits rest in my chest, throat stuck,
tongue thick, with
a mind
blinking
into
a
mist…

traveling back in time, unavailable, so will settle
on memories lying dormant
in mind, and
heart

though
they
do
tell the story of your love, divined

deep as the ocean is wide, you did your best, while
dealing with your pain
like a mime

and, while goodbyes are unnecessary, I would like to tell
you how much I love you,
one last
time…


Photo by Nicholas_Demetriades, Pixabay


#poetry, #emotions, #feelings, #healing, #heartache, #life, #loss, #love, #memories, #mind, #pain, #poem, #reflection, #reminiscence

love blossoms like an apple tree…

fingers outstretched through space, and time, deft clutch,
feeling so much, you were here,
now gone, yet the senses
still
tickle
with your touch

burning
with desire, loving from within, learning more about
the nature of reality
seen in your
skin

beauty holds me hard, while love blossoms like an
apple tree…heart, absorbing the
shards
and

giving me more moments, than the sun provides
in all of its bestowments
of
glory

a
story
of healing with the warmth kindled from years of patience,
now living, loving, and basking
in
the presence
of your radiance…


Photo by wreco, Pixabay


#poetry, #beauty, #blossom, #desire, #heart, #life, #love, #nature, #poem, #presence, #reality, #romance, #senses