• Entwined Spirit: Me, Myself, and I

    Entwined Spirit: Me, Myself, and I

    Entwined Spirit: Me, Myself, and I   Let me introduce myself This poem is about me Inspired by my sister’s art She created from a photo of me. She calls it “Entwined Spirit”   I am an entwined spirit A composite of hues Swirled to create a kaleidoscope of soul…

  • Duality

    Duality

    Duality Caterpillar  Seeking the boundary  To cross over to new self Grief ensues in changes  In between two selves As one face is shorn For the other and Old ways expire but   Death is an illusion as  One self is torn away and Transfigured into a new mystery Incarnation…

  • Extraordinary Sunshine Weaver

    Extraordinary Sunshine Weaver

    This is an older poem explaining the origin of the name of my blog. I found this name with one of those fun apps that came across my Facebook page. Though the method to discover this name was mundane, the name speaks volumes. Source is all. I decided to keep the…

  • Healing

    Healing

    The Light is coming in to heal the curse of Ego. As we stand aside, we feel the mighty force of Cosmic Light. It feels like we are losing our minds or that our faces are being shorn off. This is a painful, visceral upheaval. We feel turned inside out…

  • Joy

    Joy

    Seek BLISS! ©Image and quote Barbara Harris Leonhard@extraordinarysunshineweaver.com

  • This, a River

    This, a River

    This, a River This, a river, I am not lines but curves Winding around sand bars Creating islands  Revealed in low tide My current pulses life Tadpoles, carp, algae I smile in light Shimmering reflections I draw in birds to feed I am poetry for travelers  On barges I hold…

  • Uphill on Walnuts with a Weak Leg

    Uphill on Walnuts with a Weak Leg

    Walking the Bagua circle, I move like a snake  Slithering on patchy grass Or a path etched by other warriors On dry soil, as they are Space holders and guardians Of the world in this vortex, This circle of yin and yang. But uphill On walnuts With a weak leg, …

  • And Then There Was Light

    And Then There Was Light

    Both Light and Shadow are needed to create and heal. This principle is the spiritual law of polarity. Out of destruction arises creation.

  • The Dream

    The Dream

    The Dream We are the subconscious of God cast as stars born of dust holding mysteries for Him to entertain. We are symbols in geometric mist, designed for play on colliding stages. We are joyous novas spinning in tune with cosmic harmonics from the fount of creation. We are the…

  • Butterfly Dreams

    Butterfly Dreams

    In our slumber, We shed the chrysalis. Our dreams rise As dawn’s light From the wellspring Of our hearts. Tender, young, transitory visions Lapsing into morning sun As though the breeze Carries them away Before we capture the drift Of these souls’ stories, Gliding away in colors Cast in sacred…