shaman of smile

love – creating it, being it, knowing it, sharing it

Category: being awesome

Try this:

Imagine a Care Bear dipped in white phosphorus

Trick-riding tip-toe on a Hindu rhinoceros,

who rolls like a stone and collects rainbow mind-floss,

who shoots down sad-frown thoughts like a Tee-Hee-Free-Shine Boss.

A junkie for eyeballs that squeeze shut upon greeting

pushed up the smile invoked by the meeting

(The meeting, agreed to be delayed and fleeting),

Prelude to the under-hug drum of hearts beating*

*the sound that reminds me

on up- down- and in- sides, he

is part me, but she, and so 

perfectly we, see:

She: twists light like a shaman,

His senses: uncommon.

Our joy: drips quick flips, instant, like ramen

instant and sudden: reverse, stop, then flourish.

Meander morphs easily,

Sprint threatens skirmish,

Then spicy sweet heat dissipates to a nourish.

THIS is the marvel: the meander and stay

while at night we conspire with past stars to create

the next play.

The scramble stretch dance,

the pray sway play scrape

Til we find that we’ve grooved our self  right through a gate.

(Insert blissed-out AMEN here).



My ankles are weak but my feet are sturdy

My bellybutton’s deep but never dirty

I type so fast set fire to a QWERTY

Here’s my point (I’ll prolly get wordy):

Heaven’s door was recessed.not so good was my best.It took money and honey to make me feel blessed.

There were injuries, absurdities, addictions and rushes.Cancerous deleterious hallucinations and crutches.

Then my feet slipped.all reality flipped.The good was now bad and my white cloak had ripped.

So I wiped clean my up on my toes.Leaped off the cliff and fell into the flow.

Beliefs cast in steel, and long-looks and deals, crumbled like cavities.Unsteady.Unreal.

I saw life as a habit, just like huntin’ wabbits.Desperate obsessions that manifest bad bits.

My face was erased.and all I could taste was bloody and urgent.My comfort: effaced.

Coughed up my insides on seashells at low tide.Made love to the moon and gave birth to a pearl scythe.

(A scythe is a tool used by a fool to awkwardly reap what she knows to be true)

SO by my estimation my heart-glow’s inflation is all I will trust as real information.


(I trust my generous awakened honest creative loving heart)

Om. Peace. Amen.

rainbow life

my life is a rainbow from violet to red

birds sing for a chance to build nests in my dreds

got a king who does yoga then rests in my bed

kids love me ’cause I cut the crusts off their bread

my 1st chakra shines bright intense infrared

my last chakra faithfully tests words I have said

when worst thoughts come knockin’ I think best thoughts instead

jealousy, pride are the pests I have shed

resentment and fear and their mess have all fled

my heart was too big for my chest so it spread

joy starts in my toes, rolls up, crests in my head

a full spectrum of love waves here sent to my friends