A Warrior for Your Own Heart


The well’s dried up
Its water a mere trickle,
A puddle,
Muddy and unmoving
And a voice whispers,

“You must seek another source.
You’re plugging the wellspring
With your own self-doubts
And the muddied energy of the world.
No wonder you have no flow”

You must dive in headfirst
Without fear or delay,
Find where the water ceases to fill you any longer,
No matter the time or breath it takes.
Your drowning in the process
Won’t be in vain
For you will rise up stronger,
More divine than ever before.

Dive in to rock bottom,
Seek your source,
Re-emerge a warrior for your own heart”

©SpiritLed 2016

Hand of the Divine

guardian angel

The pain you feel is real
And oh so terrifying
Sometimes it feels you can’t escape

But I’m here to tell you
That healing is also real
If you let your heart and mind be open

In this moment, take my hand
I can lead you to still waters that gently soothe you
But you must choose to drink

You are held so dear
And yet, you always have the freedom
To choose your path into eternity

You will return there eventually
And hold the hand of the divine,
Your journey there is always your choice

©SpiritLed 2015

Awakening Man

I rarely post external content, but I ran across this today & it moved me so much.  I know Russell Brand is a comedian and often known for crazy antics.  But there’s nothing crazy about what he’s saying here.  These are the same messages, the same experiences, that I’ve been having for the last several years.  I hope others are moved and inspired as well.  There is more to this life than just the human experience.  When you find the divine within, a whole new world opens up. ❤

The Time Will Come

Folly Beach Ocean Sunset

It rained more on my beach vacation this summer than normal.  I’m always drawn to dramatic weather, and the ocean as well, so I suppose the combination of the two worked together to create an unusual synergy in me during this particular thunderstorm.  I stood in the beach house kitchen, the rain pouring on the other side of the windows, literally feeling pulled outdoors.  By the time I reached the front porch, the rain had mostly stopped, but I lingered for a bit, enjoying the fresh smell of rain and ocean air in the dark.  I often don’t understand how everyone isn’t pulled in this way….

The Time Will Come

The rhythm of the summer rain
Draws me out to participate
While others take refuge inside
And I wonder “How can everyone not feel the pull?”

As the drums beat their pulse, I feel it in my bones
My essence is alive
And I wonder how the tourists view it only as an event,
Not an awakening

How does everyone seem to go through life as a spectator,
When to me, each event Is a deeper experience
Of the Divine?

In part, I’m jealous
For it seems simpler to just exist
But then my soul just won’t let me exist
Only on the surface
The stakes are too high

And I wonder how thunder does not instill awe
In all who experience it.
Is it too commonplace,
Or have we lost our sense of connection?

For when I see the lightening flash
And hear the pouring rain
My heart skips a beat,
And I know we’re experiencing
The deepest sense of communication,
Yet only a few can hear

So I drink my wine
And I listen to the sounds of TV inside
And I know the time will come.

It will come.

©SpiritLed 2015

Leaders of the Light



The days march by
slowly at first, then picking up speed
until one day there you are
picking up the pieces
of a life you never wanted
how did I even get here, you ask

But you know.

That mindless clock kept ticking
and you kept marching
and well here you are
pondering your divinity
on top of the mountain
called Responsibility
and Loneliness
and as the wind blows
cold against your defeated tears
a familiar voice whispers

“It’s not too late”

And the chill that passes through
your tired body
the hairs that stand on end
like a forest at attention
that is how you know

The thumping of your heart
the lump in your throat
it’s enough for you to at least consider
to stop the marching
dismantle the mountain
reroute your path to the present
attract more presence for the future
know that you are light incarnate
share that light from your high vantage point

We can all be leaders of the light

©SpiritLed 2015

Shine On

Full moon prayer - 3D render

Like a diamond in the sky
My heart lingers,
Luminous and rising
Into its divine power and presence
Capable of turning all difficulties
Into blessings
One by one, peeled away like onion skin
Each pungent new layer exposed,
Eyes burning with bittersweet reminiscence
Shining in
Shining on
Shining into my fullest potential

©SpiritLed 2015


Star Nebula

In the dawning of time
man was no speck of dust,
not even a glimmer in Divine’s eye,
until life was breathed into light
and awareness into cellular dust,
fledgling gods dispatched to distant worlds
to wear foreign masks,
engage in sacrilegious battles
for wholeness and peace,
to conquer universes,
to love and give,
receive and forgive,
wage wars with self
and tear down walls of difference ,
fuel the sting of creation sorrow,
create that which is loved most,
send it soaring into freedom,
not knowing how or when it may return,
to fulfill the fate of immortal time