The Spiral Library
An experimental space to hold collections of musings, inspiration, creation, questions, answers, thoughts, feelings, etc. A bit like a blog but... different and ever evolving.
Poem №075 – Resting Inward
a lifetime spent
moving outward
reaching forward
arms poised to grasp
onto anything
anyone
close enough
to be a life raft
mother, will you hold me?
now i am standing still
arms wide open
why does it hurt so much?
resting inward
tension building
before relief
release the breath
return to body
i will hold me now.
Poem №074 – Perspective
They float up
on wings
of an ancient creature
perched on the tallest tree
silently watching
everything
and nothing
below
Then they push off
long legs
slender neck
tucked gracefully
soaring high above
My mist damp head
tipped back
in astonishment
watching from the limitations
of humanity
and gravity
Whats it like up there
where great perspective
has the power
to right size
most earthly problems
and everything can shift
in a single instant
of flight?
From my earth perch
I tip my head down
to see
a mossy universe
below me
Suddenly reminded
I too
can shift perspective.
Poem №073
the sunrise
layer upon layer
hearth thawing
beauty
inviting tears
i lose my way
from this
and return
through the portal
of deep
aching
feeling
i miss you
like part of me
is missing
and in the same
breath
i am also
afraid
of you
no one taught me
and/both
and i fear the one
will swallow me whole
but the ache
is the invitation to
everything else
and my world
is more beautiful
through a kaleidoscope
of tears
Day 40 : A Postcard from Italy, Guidance, & Earth Magic
Day 32 : Writing for Guidance
Day 31 : The River and the Boat
Poem №072: You Are Everything
I just want to remind you
There is nothing,
Nothing
You need to do
To prove your worth,
To be enough,
To be loved,
To be adored.
You are everything,
Everything and so much more.
Day 19 : To Waver
Day 18 : 11 Principles for an Expansive Creative Life
Day 17 : May We Become Immense
Day 16 : An Artist’s Prayer
Dear Creative Mother,
light source that moves through all things,
I open my heart and allow the light from within me
to dance with the light of the universe.
May I remember that everything is a co-creation,
woven into a vast web of care, connection, and devotion.
May I trust that the smallest act, the gentlest gesture,
ripples outward beyond what I can see or know.
When the world feels cruel, senseless, or pointless,
help me to become immense.
Expand my capacity to love, to stay present,
to show up generously, even in the face of heartbreak.
Let my creativity be a sacred conversation
with the seen and unseen worlds.
Remind me that love is enough,
that devotion itself magnetizes opportunity.
Keep me humble in my learning,
always growing on this pathless path.
May I slow down enough to hear the whispers of my heart,
and honor the wisdom of my own rhythms.
May I meet each moment, and every breath,
with compassion and love for all beings.
Guide my hands, my words, my heart.
Let me be a channel, endlessly supported, and divinely guided.
Day 11 : Devotion to the Experiment
Day 10 : Permission to Dissolve
Day 02 : Love Notes for the Journey
Poem №052
Poem №051
What is a poem?
Sometimes a prayer,
A spell cast into the universe,
Or a message in a bottle
Dropped into an infinite sea
Words strung together
We build little boats
Hoping they’ll transport us
Sometimes just a list
Made up of truths
Or grief
Or wishes
Little by little
Line by line
Opening the heart
Refocusing our attention
Poem №050
How much easier
It would have been
To give up
A thousand times over
To choose the warn path
Walking in the footsteps
Of generations of avoidance
Toward a slow death
Into a pit of darkness and suffering
But we couldn’t bear it
We imagined another way
And found the support we needed
To do the painful work
Of stepping directly
Into the discomfort
Through the portals of grief
We moved toward
An unsettlingly
Unfamiliar freedom
Into the embrace
Of loving ourselves
We made it possible
To truly love one another
Wide open and honest
Poem №049
There is nothing left to say
I’m no longer willing
To betray myself for your comfort
I’m moving toward truth
While you remain blinded by fear
One day, I hope you’ll join me here
But know this: I won’t be coming back your way
Poem №048
It was our fairy tail
Floating on the saltwater sea
Holding hands
Seaweed tickling our toes
Cradled by the waves
The sun setting in the bright blue sky
We watched the golden light
Touch the moss drenched cypress trees
A coyote dashed across the sand
We were wide eyed in awe
Beauty in every little detail
This is our fairy tail
Oh how I love you
Oh how I love this love
Poem №047
Aftershocks rage through my body
Fifteen years past the main event
Pain that is deep and unrelenting
To fight it is to press into the bruises
The invitation is to surrender
But how can I trust myself
to make it to the other side?
“You find peace not by rearranging the circumstances of your life, but by realizing who you are at the deepest level.”
—
Eckhart Tolle