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 Thank
you, All that is God, for the healing and love
I am receiving this moment, this day.
Like the ocean returning to the dunes
at full-moon's tide,
my energy returns to every cell of my body;
Like full moon's peaceful light,
I return to my Divine reflection.
Shining forth in paths of light
across the waters of now,
I am peace, light, joy and balance.
Thank you, Light-in-All. Amen
©Donna
Spring Gulick |
 Asked by a Dying Friend,
In memory of Frederica Bishop
"Where will all the paintings go,
the ones I see in my mind
that I'll never paint?"
Where, you ask?
To other artists,
to your students,
inspiration for their talents,
to an unborn artist
or a toddler with her first finger paints,
to a dehydrated artist
with arthritic hands,
that paints may flow again.
How will they go, you ask?
As a whisper
to ones
who await
the gentle breath
to open their feathers.
©Donna
Spring Gulick |
Errand
Enlightenment
I am busy now
in the car
at the desk
doing the list
of course
Where’s the time
for spiritual enlightenment
prayers, practices and Presence?
In the errand
the practice lies disguised
A turn of thought
Intention
Connection
My soul meets sales clerk
her soul responds |
Computer, desk and
folders,
spiritual practices of
love in paperwork
light in bill paying
peace in breathing
How?
We are the how
in
the
process
of
Enlightenment
©Donna
Spring Gulick |
 Ice
Storm's Challenge
Fear
Ice encasing living branches
weighing, straining
testing tree-vitality.
Vulnerability remembered.
Fear
Nuclear weapons, troops landing,
Challenger crashing,
Hospitals failing,
Insurance refusing.
Vulnerability activated.
Fear
Fight? Flight? Numbness?
Ice encasing clarity,
inviting ingenuity,
testing faith-vitality,
Vulnerability re-examined.
Truth
Solar-power melts ice,
Oneness-power.
Human God-power
melts fear.
Emergencies
are
practice
Being
the Sun.
©Donna
Spring Gulick |
 Life
on the Edge
Beaver-hewn tree,
a knee-high trunk,
by
wave-lapped lake
stands,
a love-letter to life,
sprouting new greenery
from base
to pointed top.
No victim,
this shortened sycamore
presents its leaves
in stubborn refusal
to quit —
Escalated overnight
into a new mission
by life’s sharp teeth.
©Donna
Spring Gulick |
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