With His Incarnation

In that place
outside the bounds of Time
where the expanse of God rests
will we meet with Jesus
and will He extend an invitation
to know Him better
by entering a Portal to the Past
and journeying with Him
throughout His earthly life?

Will we be with Him
right after the Holy Spirit has made Love
to the singular Virgin
floating with Him
in that sacred tabernacle of flesh?

Will we witness His birth
among a weary teenage couple
so far from everything they knew
and with animals and
singing a song that reverberates
throughout all of history?

His first breath
His first step
A raindrop on His skin
Healing the wings of an injured bird
hidden from the eyes of His friends
His laughter
His tears
Words flowing in poetry
With the physical touch of One who has lived

And when He pours out His Blood
will He allow us to comfort Him
like He does with Veronica
as she removes her veil
and steps right into His pain

Do you think that our hearts will be motivated
to kiss His cheek
in that moment when a terrible searing
sinks Him outside of Time
and then when He leaps back in
bathed in the power of Light?

To see what He sees
To feel what He feels
How He experiences
the taste of honey on His tongue
To be in union with our Beloved’s natural life
so that we can more intimately join with Him
in the realms of His supernatural existence


Balm from Heaven: A Restoration of Our Personhood


amidst the dismantling of the human form
the feminine emerges from Heaven
emanating God’s beauty and light
bringing healing and restoration
to those tattered in the war upon persons
calling forth authentic masculinity and femininity
to unite in a prolific celebration
for the completion our purpose

He Had Her Back

When his eyes were opened to see her
he had her back

When people made snide comments just loud enough for her to hear
he had her back

When the elders threatened him with the loss of social status
because of his love for her
he had her back

When the community objected to their marriage
he had her back

When they were forced to travel and there was only one donkey
he had her back

When Death launched a pursuit against their Baby
he had her back

When the safest place to hide was where they were
targeted with discrimination
he had her back

When her arms were weary
he had her back

When she needed someone to teach their Child
what only a man could teach
he had her back

When their Son was missing and she was fighting panic
he had her back

When her heart was flooded with emotions
and her mind was overwhelmed
he had her back

When she needed a friend
he had her back

With all of his words
with all of his actions
with all of his strength
with all of his heart
through everything, everything
he had her back

Wild Feminine Connectivity

Orion Nebula

virgin and mother
wife and widow
shunned and venerated
human and immaculate

she is far too expansive
to remain encased on a shelf
to be gazed upon at arm’s length
by a select few

she is warm as the sun
intriguing as the moon
a pulsing, complex, colour-saturated network
of connections

she draws us to herself
through her myriad of experiences
she draws us to each other
no group can claim exclusivity
she draws us to God
in veins of graces flowing to Him
and she brings God to us
in an intimate fusing of lifeblood and spirit

she is a full and free woman
dancing through realms of possibilities
unafraid to step into our pain, rawness, or chaos
unrestrained by the limits of our imaginations

and in the artistry of her connectivity
she is linking us with the nourishment we need
to shine as our true selves
and intuitively weaving us all together
to coax forth a dynamic
masterpiece of love

Appearances of Eden

long banished to the realm of myth
momentarily breaks forth
amidst chaos, distraction, and rejection
an intimate blending of Heaven and Earth
stars and angels
hay and animals
with the focal point being
a man and a woman
cradling a Child
breathing and aching
God and Human
with the sparkling in His eyes
holding the seeds of a future
where a new Eden
harmony between God and creation
angels, animals, plants and people
will powerfully take hold
and expand

First to the Priests


Fully alert
in the darkness of night
the Burning Bush alive in His Heart
added to this
the propulsion of youth
He cannot wait for His Body to catch up
He cannot wait for the ripening of time
the knights must be awakened

She finds Him there
casting Light among the shadows
illuminating the paths of His dreams
but they are drowsy
and succumb to sleep
complacency squelching the urgency
to ride forth

Time erodes
and darkness drugs the Earth

She sees His Light
bursting from every tabernacle
begging to be recognized
longing to be embraced
straining to be unleashed
the trickled response
is enough to make Her weep

Wake up! Wake up!
She calls to the knights
those guardians of the Flame
The Dream is alive!
The broken Body is enough for all
Just open your eyes
and breathe

Now She waits
and the world waits
to see if the knights will catch fire
to see if they will propel
a global Revolution of Love
where the brilliant vibrancy
of a colossal blaze of souls
will reflexively initiate
an imminent and glorious rising
of the Son

In the Time of the Morning Star

“Moreover, we possess the prophetic message that is altogether reliable.  You will do well to be attentive to it, as to a lamp shining in a dark place, until day dawns and the morning star rises in your hearts.”  2 Peter 1:19 NAB




In the cosmos of the heart
the love of many
has grown cold
battered by
the dislodging
of those fixed
points of reference
the stars
from their pedestals
seeds of distrust
giving rise to
of choking chaos
obscuring the mystery
and fragility
of orbiting souls
close enough
to touch
close enough
to wound

the Heavens send forth
into the vast emptiness
of pain and
an incorruptible beacon
the Morning Star
in the body of a Woman
speaking warming words
of tenderness
and solace
to nullify the weeds
and imparting a blueprint
for the forging
of links of chain
to be presented
to the Angel
for the binding
and neutralizing
of infecting darkness.

And all the while
the Morning Star
beckons each gaze
towards the Sun
glorious enough
to initiate
a new creation
a Jeweled City
dazzling in facets
of shimmering colours
in anticipation
of being implanted
in hearts open
to the possibility
of leaving behind
the crushing
dizzying vortex
and living
in an expanding universe
infinitely redeemed
by Light

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