Tuesday, December 29, 2009


The muscles relax as the he masterfully works with tension and release exercises
The hands glide and push back and forth

Monday, December 28, 2009


I recline on heat and ice
With pain killers, muscle relaxants,
And anti-inflammatories coursing
Through my body
As muscles spasm out of control
With every movement
There is pain

Yet, my heart soars
Despite being sore
The spirit can go to places Divine
In the midst of the pain
That transcend this temporal world
And ground us to what is truly important
And eternal in this life

Our bodies waste away
But our spirits will rise on the last day


Here I go for fifteen minutes. I did not do the fifteen-minute freewrite Friday as I thought. And I totally missed this last Friday. So, I a...