For my sisters in circle, especially:

So here is the choice, today.

To write words about beauty,

About Life,

About being in the moment?

Or to really allow myself to slow down,

To savour

The blueness of the sky behind the bare branches,

To touch the folds of my white sheets,

To inhale the scent of incense

And breathe in the colours of my food.

Lakshmi offers her abundance,

The ripeness of beauty

And in her arms, I dive, softly, sweetly.

My sisters hold the circle

Of aeons,

Surrounded by rose-petals

And its tenderness cloaks the burning depths of the fire,

And the power of amrita

To soothe my parched longing.

In that utter held-ness,

In that space that I have allowed,

Bathed in gratitude,

I come home to the Presence

On Shri Lakshmi Jay Namaha