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Beautiful You
February 29, 2012

Beautiful you,

so softly you float above me. 

For over 2 weeks I have watched,

with admiration,

your movements across my sky,

whispering soft words,

showing me your village,

your people who walk around inside of you. 

You show me that you carry your family with you

as you drift across the blue,

and I see the others who have come to join you.

I am mesmerized by your beauty,

your touch on my world,

by the way the golden light shines through you.

And I love the way you make the blue melt into you. 

I love the way you make

the white look so pretty

while you show me the magnitude of your depth.

 Beautiful you,

enchanting me on my drive home from work,

so dark the night,

but still I saw your light,

your moving swirls of dance around me. 

If I could have I would have stayed there

all night embracing your beauty,

Days slipping by,

I photographed you,

enchanted by your revealings’

taking pictures of you.


your movement through my sky. 

Whisps of love embracing my tender side,

looking out to see you looking back.

I see you,

glide, glide in, glide over,

massive body you,

who carries your family with you.

Gentle soft sway,

you tickle my sense with your quiet motions. 

No word spoken,

I wait for you to speak,

but so softly you sail over. 

And still there is more

to this song you are singing

while my world dances for you.

So many day passing

as I stand watching you,

thinking how large the family

you carry within your body,

all the while I am snapping pictures of you.

Then rings the phone

to hear on other end,

grand-daughter exclaiming with excitement,

“Grammy the rain has come in!”

250 miles away,

she is telling me what you are doing..

and suddenly

in that moment

I knew what it felt like

to carry your family with you. 

We touched each other through you.

My excitement grew

to know you would be coming with a great wind,

to know that you would break your silence

and speak to me. 

I threw open the blinds

 to watch your dance,

threw open the door

to listen to the song of the wind blowing with you,

threw myself into bed to dream with you,

to tell you how much

I enjoyed this walk with you..  

2 week journey walking with you. 

I found you so lovely,

O Beautiful You.







Dance of the Mist
November 1, 2011

I am the mist
inside the cloud
that settles down to touch the Earth

I am dancing

I am alive.

and I am standing
before the big stone

I can feel him
within my dance.
and I can feel him
feeling me.

Cloud settle down upon us
October 12, 2011

Yesterday I awoke to look outside and see a cloud had settled down around us.

So beautiful you, in the way you move, standing there looking at us..  I love it when you do that, rise and fall, and spread your love upon us like a blanket..

The Exchange
October 4, 2011

Thu, January 29, 2009 – 7:21 AM
Brief Interlude
Oh my

to be taken with such sweet grace back to the place of this remembering…


tonight when I got off work…. 12 miles I must travel to get to my home, watching in the place where I stare out my window at the night stars, soft clouds have gathered round, still all was clear on my journey home…. til I arrived 1000 yards from my door to find myself entering a place where a cloud had settled down. .

and here just today after I had talked about him…

Such a feeling did come over me as I shyly got out of my car, curtsied and said, “I’m glad you came to visit”

In that moment all sounds within the cloud magnified and to my surprise I could hear the sound of chimes dancing to my footsteps upon the soft Earth…

And as this memory lingered on from inside my bed I saw his hand softly hold mine as I entered again into the dream time..

Memory filtering in, remember when…

I, Creation Singer traveled through Millennia after Millennia singing the song of a place of peace on my way to make an exchange with a Thunder One who I loved to hear singing his song.

Arriving in that mountain town, greeted by the thunder boys who galloped towards me on their thundering horses who were painted with staffs of lightning bolt on their legs.. and the thunder boys with their staffs of lightning bolts in their hands..

they were the Thunder Ones

They took me to their home, upon paths that looked like lightning in the sky.. were I was treated like royalty as Mother Thunderbird paraded before me her chosen sons, bid me to pick the chosen one to make an exchange with as part of the creation song..

he had a soft long rolling thunder song, and as I straddled his body I could see that the story of his life was tattooed upon his chest and ran like a river down his body, which with his help, in sacred manner I began to read…. first in my language, then he would help me to translate it into his language, all in sacred manner. As my finger traveled down the length of his body I see the story of his life, I see the very first time he fell down, I see his ups and downs, everything about his life has been tattooed upon his body..

And as I lay there, sit there looking down I realize I am the cloud that straddles the river.. and in the place where my hair softly caresses’ his body, torrents of rain are falling down and touching his sacred body… The exchange is made and from this exchange I give birth to 7 little thunder children..

I am one being within a cloud that traveled for some 52,000 years across the landscape singing a creation song of a Place of Peace, to make an exchange with a thunder one so a river could manifest in a world that was solid.. while my legs and arms and body became a mountain range…

And inside the dream, I pause to smile and feel the cloud reaching down to softly hold my hand here in 2009…

His love ran beneith her
October 3, 2011

There was this one, and he sounded just like a long long long drawn out river love song traveling across the earth. And every time he would reach this one place, he would disappear under the mountain.. I would wait so softly, laying there in my tipi, as he traveled beneath the mountain and on the other side, again he would re-emerge, to hear his river love song playing again..

I laid there for hours listening to him sing that song before he finally passed over the 2 mountains I was laying between….

Juan Light Thunder Form
September 18, 2011

Last night, within my dream,

I stood within the space between,

twas dark and without light.

And as I stood there looking around inside

the space between,

I thought I’d ask,

“What’s your name?”

And without form,

his form moved all around me,

adjusting within the non space

he did encompass me

as if to answer

just because

who would think to ask

the name of one who walks without form.

Then I hear a slow rumble

that spreads out

like sparkles on a dance
as he says,

in a slow long drawn out voice,

“I am Juan LightThunderForm.”

And at that moment

big giant thunder bolt

crashes down,

with sparkling
dancing movements




at the top of his boots/

(lightning bolts)

while I am left feeling

like a tiny 3 year old child

with ancient thunder all around,

holding me safe
within his arms,

as he thunders over

with sizzzzling


sparkling sounds

at the ends of his bolt,

his boots,

and still I sit in the space between,

dark and without light,

now listening as the pouring rain is falling down.

He was One Light Thunder Form

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