Author: cborsello
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Stream of Consciousness During Peter Kater Concert
Peter Kater is an astounding musician whom I have been privileged to hear in concert twice 25 years apart. His growth is phenomenal as I hope mine has been…but looking deeper, I realize I am escaping reality incrementally… mentally.
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“I Always Want A Tomorrow”
tho there will come a day when tomorrow comes no more and all life goes far away in this three dimensional way of having hands & feet, a mouth to kiss, hair to comb a life to help others & put things away all the ordinary events of the day spent like coins of the […]
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The Space Between
There is a gap between loneliness & solitude. I used to spend a lot of time in the former & now find myself firmly ensconced in the latter. Yet I am only now noticing the difference. When I was a child, I cherished being alone because the only person to be with was Mom & […]
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The Words Themselves, Au Naturel
There are times when words power up & run a riff in my head & I am only the scribe scribbling.
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Prayer & the CommonWoman
Prayer is not necessarily a comfort zone. Prayer is where you go toe to toe with God. Human perceptions do not always apply here. How many have defined God to a perception? Is your God big enough to forgive that which you yourself cannot – atrocity, harm, pain, disability, disinformation? And if your God IS […]
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Petite Large or Fitting In
While discovery, uncovering & some strange music playing over the speakers of life, I remained silent. I wondered if the muse had gone back to NM after experiencing Florida humidity. But it turns out she can get into the passenger seat, or actually drive our vehicle, but it’s simpler when the fit is good these […]
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Exit Ian: Buh-Bye!
The list of shelters & transports lie twisted in the trash. The windows are open for the gorgeous fresh air blowing through. The outside shrubs scratch on the windows instead of bang. Ian has scuffled off to make thrashing entry emands elsewhere. The eyewall no longer peers overhead. Palms return to their usual majestic heights […]
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A Realization
Readings no longer provide me with much information. All paths are now open to me. With none contraindicated, I am able to make good on any one of these. I recognize & organize all powers to my good. The incoming storm pulled me into the reading at which I realized this. I always hope for […]
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Epilogue & Epiphany: Both Sides Now
I stare into the hurricane whose eye will not blink. Many changes are in the offing (offering) of life. Now is as good a time as any to break open the piggybank of experience & count the coins. I give gratitude for the gifts & guilts of my existence. I have lived through so many […]
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A Birthday of Blessing
Being fully human: I am fully divine. I am based in blessing Rooted in divinity Wrought in the free will of Self Ablaze at times with the incandescence of a life well-lived My joys are a playground of opportunities The games they engender Call through my windows The call to prayer is also the call […]
Riding the Light 