A Living Dialogue
I invite you to explore each poem as a living dialogue —
between shadow and light, silence and becoming.
This is the path of the torchbearer —
to listen deeply, to let each word open a new way of seeing.
Begin with the poem itself.
Let it meet you as you are.
Whatever emotions arise, allow them. They are part of the seeing.
If you feel called, sit with the undercurrent that follows —
not as explanation, but as another doorway into the current beneath the words.
Then, if you wish, return to the poem again.
What meets you the second time may not be what you saw at first.
These pieces are not meant to close meaning, but to remain in relationship with it.
This is the language of the heart.
Reflections from The Path
Every path has a place where the walking began.
These poems became the first reflections of a journey through questioning, carrying, seeing, remembering, and finding quiet.
They are gathered within five thresholds, not as stages to complete, but as doorways we may return to throughout our lives.
The Question
what loosens when certainty fades
The Weight
the pressure before something breaks open
The Seeing
what cannot remain unseen
The Remembering
learning to stay
The Quiet
where what matters remains
Five thresholds. One Journey.
And The path continues
Some poems arrive after a book is finished.
The path keeps moving. Life keeps asking. And sometimes another doorway appears.
These are poems from the continuing journey.
Some arise from love. Some from loss. Some from the quiet wisdom of nature. Others from places where certainty gives way to listening.
Each one belongs to the unfolding path.
The Shackles
The Echo
The Language of the Heart
Pilgrimage
I Don’t Know How
The Oak Does Not Hurry
Empty Hands
Path I Walk : reflections from the path
The book where the first five thresholds were first gathered.