25 Dec 2019


In the rising breath of the still dark morning

Geese and swans give their constant call

On the lake that moves under the crystalline freeze

To the call of winter’s longing to know silence

Longing to deepen, to let rest that which needs

These cold quiet times to sleep in


Sitting here in the comfort of warmth

In the sparkle of lights scattered around the lake

Listening, feeling, seeing the thin line of coral sky

Break open the day as the languid Sun ascends

Waking the Christmas morning


This declared Holy day gives celebration

To a consciousness born from the Womb of

The Divine feminine, Mary, mother of Christ

Birthing compassion, care, tenderness, kindness.

Birthing a Light to awaken Love, only Love


From the humble heart that speaks softly

An ever present voice that calls you to remember

This Christ consciousness is birthed in you

From the Great Mother’s deep dark womb

It is a gift of magic. An innocent, pure gift of love


The breath of this still morning brings it’s light

Geese and swans continue their morning ritual

The crystalline lake opens a water way

And Winter takes slow to settle into the land

And in my longing, I rest in the knowing

That love, compassion, tenderness and kindness

Make Life a sacrament to living


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23 Dec. 2017

Todays blog includes a friend/author of mine, with the pseudo name, A.M. Salt.  We will be sharing my blog for the next month or so.  Enjoy our different styles, our different ways we find ourselves calling up the words that feel like they need saying.

snow ponies



Vast is the presence of the infinite
Empty in the unknown
Spacious beyond comprehension

Waiting for a message
Fingertips poised for the tap
The mundane gathers the call

Waiting for the whisper of a gift
Feeling the sureness of words
That the cosmos will deliver

Hard is the buzz of the amour stink bug
In the immediacy of the invite
Hidden in the folds of the curtains

The winged buzz threatens a landing
Breaking into Empty presence
A thief of the silent waiting.

Hands and arms flapping it away
Utterances of unkindnesses
Knowing the creepy feel of that crawl

The awareness now seeks to awaken
This traveler that meets the intrusion
with resistance and a curse

What say you armored bug?
Gift me with your presences
Share the vastness of this Now

I give you freedom in winter chill
As the last bit of life of you
Speaks to the One Heart

In the Empty presence of
The vastness that is in All
Wisdom is in everything

Jeanne Adwani

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If I ever forget
the trout that rose
behind the biggest stone
in the middle of the stream
near Whitefish
the year that just my Mother and I
went to fish camp

Remind me, would you?

Its snout surfaced
to take a Blue Olive
drifted just so over the top of the rock
and spilled into the eddying pool.
Remind me how the orange maples’
reflection shone on its back.

A.M. Salt

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My Soul says, YES.

Joy to the New Age.   Look and feel to what you love.  Drink it in.  Breathe it into every fiber of your being.  Fill up with gratitude.  You are the One.  Imagine Peace.  Imagine Peace.  Imagine.    John Lennon’s, Imagine    tp://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yRhq-yO1KN8

And one song leads to another… We Are the World, Africa. 1985.   Wonderful

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P2H6mpUnsLI  “We are the world, we are the children. We are the ones  that make a brighter day so let’s start giving…..”  

YOu and Me… We are the Ones.


Gather in Peace, hold open your heart 

In prayer, envision, in thought-fullness

for the return of Light 

for the expanse of Love 

With Joy everlasting.



Make it so

Make it so

And so it is.


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22 dec 2011   >  2/11/20   >  Priestess/Strength/Lust/Aeon/Judgement


Today is Winter Solstice.  The shortest day, the longest night.  Tomorrow the light returns.  The Sun is called back to light the days.  

How will you light your days and give rest to your nights?

What Wisdom is calling to you for you to listen more deeply?

What does it mean for you to feel the fire in your soul?


One of the things I noticed about the numbers of today.  All 2’s and 1’s., that all add up to 2.  The number of the Priestess, the number of exchange.  When one is no longer enough and needs other to share life with, to counsel with, to find a deeper meaning to knowing relationship with other and self.  Today is an opportunity to trust your intuition, to understand your accountability in the world you share with others, and to know that you are not ever alone.  That you are a Light unto yourself, ever  shining, returning to your Source, be that God, Goddess, Oneness, Source, Spirit, you are of that Infinite Light that calls you forth to be your best self, your highest self, Love Divine. 

That is this Winter Solstice.  The shortest day exchanges it’s self with each one of us.  Inviting you to consider this cycle of darkness to light, to darkness, to light.  And… that they light knows darkness intimately, as does darkness know light.


Winter mystery

Crystalline snowflake falling

Singular Oneness


Pattern gives meaning

Stories in Seasons do tell

Know your Winter tale


You have always known

Forgotten is  illusion

Now is all there is




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Darkest day to light 

Yule tide sparkle calls the Sun

Winter whispers yes


Winter Solstice calls

Sun knows the gift of radiance

Awaken the days



21 dec 2011  >  8/17    >   Balance/adjustment/Star


On this darkest, shortest, last day of fall ….

How do you see/feel/imagine your connection to whatever Divine means to you?

Who/What needs you to give a little more of your light?

How do you reach for the stars?


Today is the shortest and darkest day of the year.  A few hours of light on the last day of fall.  Autumn gives herself to winter tomorrow morning and the light returns.  It is Yule, a time to celebrate the days becoming longer again.  Burn the yule log to celebrate the Sun’s  return; urge the Sun back.  It’s kinda like the Sun births itself back to us.  Slowly, giving back more light to each day.  

Winter Solstice is a sacred day for me.  The Earth makes this cycle every year, light to dark, dark to light.  It’s what it does.  I am reminded of my own light, my own sense of darkness and short days.  My patterns and cycles.  The importance of knowing quiet, inner time that let’s me rest and slow down in the darkness.  I am also reminded of the celebration of feeling LIght, being Light, shining Light when darkness consumes.  I consider some questions this time of year:  How do I wish to let my light shine into the corners of darkness?  What do I wish to nurture, shine a light on, in the coming days to bring my own ‘Spring greening’?  Can I just let my little light shine a little bit more each day?  How will I ‘birth’ my own love and compassion daily?  What rises up with in me that needs more light so it can be seen?  Lots of questions.  I ponder them and let them have there time to be with me with no hurry to the answers.  Sometime Light needs time.











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Short are the dark days

Light keeps her promise return

Winter has arrived


Soul-tis of the light

Gives winter rest to ponder

Till Spring finds her green

~~~~~~~       7777777       ~~~~~~~


20 dec 2011   >  7/16  >   Charioteer/Tower


How do you stay focused and grounded?

What have you a passion for that you keep putting off?

What step can you take to shine the light on your passion?


My eyes opened waaaay too early this morning.  I’m thinking of writing and taking a nap.  HAAA.. like that will happen? Right?   

Tomorrow will be the ‘darkest’ / shortest day of the year.  Winter Solstice, in the Northern Hemisphere, will occur early morning on the 22cd.  For me it is a time of reflection on the year gone by, and a time to ponder what I will bring into the coming days of the light returning.  Where do I wish to shine my light?  How in these coming winter days of quiet and cold will I bring the light of me up and out?  What might I focus on, give my light to, in the coming days?  Questions to sit with and allow my inner wisdom to find the answers, the flow, the possibilities.

Where in your life needs more ‘light’?  How will you let yourself shine?








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