it's always dark when she awakes

it's always dark when she awakes
november mornings paint sky soot black-
with a few engorged stars,
as bright as crystal stud earrings

sky goddess dances in the dark
she knows- even though her outline is indecipherable---
she will be seen, she will be heard, she will be savored
as soft touches of light reach around her-

sun begins to brighten all things
she will dance and sing like there's no tomorrow..
the convergence of darkness and light,
elevating all who witness the healing

a blending of accepting hurts, with spurts of grateful
a swirling kaliedescope revealing what she needs
to see--no longer in her hands to decide--
thoughts, like hot potatoes leave as soon

as she was warmed, warned, and almost burned
angels protect, as tribal beat becomes her--
now these daring drums, awakening rainsticks..
with a building chorus, belting

"i'm on my own, but won't be for long"...
paper doll smiles cut butterflies
floating from wide open mouths
in a brightening sky at dawn

poem and photo by kate lamberg (c) '13

chase a dream?

chase a dream?
i think not;
i just sit and let
the sun shine,

the stars & moon glow
the river gently flow
i just let
the earth support

both sides
of the river dance-
just being amazed
how these trees

are never the same-
while focusing
on my breathing:
everything slows down

like dirt, which falls
in a glass of water
settles down--
for clarity eyes open

within baby wonder--
just a matter of finding
the moments to be
without willfulness-

and taking
the time
to emerge
grace fully

words and photo by kate lamberg..(c) '13

took a walk in "the sanctuary"

Took a walk in the "sanctuary", a lovely nature preserve near me. After going into the bamboo grove for quiet meditation, i stepped out to view some of the stunning colored leaves--still holding on to the trees. I was headed north to the inlet- to sit on a favorite rock and view the egrets and swans. Something made me turn around, and walk a few steps to the south.

Beyond the dogwood, red maple, norwegian pine, japanese maple, and a baby birch, i saw her. She- dancing deer was grazing, her head stretched through the pine wood slatted fence. I stood and stared for a few minutes. She lifted her head, and our eyes locked. For what seemed an eternity, but was probably only another few minutes--we merged, in peaceful prayer and healing meditation.

For many years, DEER has been one of the strongest animal totems for me. She represents grace, kindness, flexibility, the arts, nurturing, generosity and acceptance. I liken her to the Celtic St. Brigid in persona.
My seeing she-deer on saturday..an "8" day was particularly meaningful. Eights represent eternity: eternal love, truth, peace and longevity..

A blessing to connect and to know...I need not see her physically anymore to resonate/and become the essence/magic she possesses. A reminder to go "within" more often. To "be there" on a deeper level in my healing practice..To dive into my creativity--as i step away from electronic devices...
Embracing all that is natural, all that is healing, harmonious and centering for myself and with those I am in contact with. Blessed Be!

Wishing all my friends a healing and harmonious Sunday....
love light peace joy...

near the 'deer sighting'..by katyajo..(c) '13

a dream never really shatters

a dream never really shatters
it just melts within
our forgiving earth
creating flowers
meant to be seen
as we all walk
with our soul light beam

sometimes a river song knows better
our reasons for being
here--to rise up--to love
to rock, to roll........our selves
to glow-- even more so
no matter what
storms are placed in our path

light filled joy replaces
darkness in our awakening--
as precious peaceful petals
replace illusions of wrath
angels witness, and remove
the barriers to
our singing blessed craft

kate lamberg..(c) '13

internet lotus..'13

warmth in november haiku

this warm air can't rob me
there's still a sky in november
blue as cornflowers

words and photo by kate lamberg..(c) '13

how light bends

"art is a lie that makes us realize the truth." ~ Pablo Picasso

how light bends around the pond
not pompous or timid
not needing to convince
just the honest streaming

simply beaming a truth
only realized by those
who settle in- who trust

earth's grounding vision..
sky's palatial chameleon..
fire's drumbeat humming
water soothes- this river running

words and photo by kate lamberg~all rights reserved~.(c) '13

photo by kate lamberg..(c) '13

breaking bread on both sides

Dedicated to the UN~and her Birthday today!

breaking bread with friends-nothing comes closer to pure delight..then i think of those who must stumble upon scraps-as the mercury does drop in the darkened night

even crusts of bread can break a tooth...we look away as our hearts break in sorrow- we never know what to say to help mend the brokenness of homelessness "don't give money, as they might use it for booze or drugs" my parents used to say--give them food- something nourishing like a turkey sandwich and some fruit--fine, i'd say,  but what about tomorrow?..

what about tomorrow.. we've been raised on annie's "tomorrow", where wishes come true, if sung on key- where no tummy goes hungry..  i have struggled with this my whole life...in a country where we could feed everyone like kings and queens- and still the suffering.... 

internet photo

we are born innocent,  looking up to something, tor someone to depend upon--  we learn the fine art of independence, singing.. then, as we grow wiser, we realize it's in the interdependence, the communal pool of love...where we swim in our greatest magnificence.                                                                                                                                                   

~Kate Lamberg..All rights reserved. (c) '13