Magical Portal

Alternate realities
parallell linear mindset

Ego-less forays into
magical mysteries –
answers secondary

Float in ecstatic
ethereal landscapes
kaleidoscopic hues

Behold irrationality
a mad whirlwind of oneness
convening in momentary flash

The portal’s open
step aboard –
ensure your ticket
is round trip.

(For Eugi’s Weekly prompt: magic.
This is a rewrite of a poem formerly titled: Meet You At The Station.
Art my own.)



The magic is not
in crossing paths
with celebrity

Gaining entry
into inner circles
deconstructing myths

Magic is the moment
when flattery does not sway
when recognition surpasses

the gloss of stargazing
embraces inner substance
evolves into self-acceptance.

(For Eugi’s Causerie Weekly prompt: magic.  Art my own.)

Losing Touch

she navigates
forest floor

leaps over
scales inclines

knows each
nook and cranny
every sound
a greeting

but seasons pass
and time erodes
and senses
lose sharpness


the nuances
of the woods
fading  memory

the wind’s whispers
elusive signals
inner nymph silenced.

(For Ragtag Community’s Daily Prompt: elusive.  Image from personal collection.)

When Looking for Answers

The call came just as I was falling into a deep sleep, which didn’t help my mood.  Neither my husband nor I recognized the number.  After the usual formalities, Thor handed me the phone. It was a man who had tracked me down earlier in the year, looking for psychic counselling.  Although I don’t practice anymore, I had made an exception for him.

“I need your advice,”  he started.  “I feel like things are shifting, and I have a new woman in my life.  I think she is my soulmate.”

“You are not going to like what I have to say,”  I interrupted.  “I don’t believe in ‘soul mates’.”

“You don’t believe in reincarnation?”

“Yes, but not that there is only one person for us.”  I really didn’t want to get into this right now.

“I think I have been downloaded several times.”

“Are you still there?”

“I don’t know what that means.”   The conversation was becoming very irritating.  ‘Downloaded’ was a new one to me, but I had heard lots – ‘walk-ins’, ‘star children’, among others.

“I am very pragmatic.”  I warned.  “If the idea or information is not practical, I avoid it.”

I cut the conversation short.

I understand the drive to find answers to life’s mysteries.  I myself spent many years exploring different philosophies and theories, looking for one that would help me understand and feel in control.  Truth is, none exist.  No matter what we believe, or think we know, life is full of uncertainty, and yes, risk.

This caller, like many before him, wants to know that the choices he is making will lead to happiness and a better life.  He wants to avoid pain and heartache, and above all, loneliness.   He wants to believe in magic over common sense.

Whatever answers we seek, we need to be able to weigh them against some practical form of measurement.  We need guidance for living a good life, not a promise that we will meet a ‘soul mate’ who will fulfill us, nor a foolproof plan for ensuring eternal bliss. Sound advice for slogging through the hard stuff, simplifying our lives, and being true to ourselves are the answers we should be seeking.