Author Archives: MEY
Overcoming Avoidance
It’s great to walk around the neighborhood with Mama Dog, yet we don’t stroll tightly knit streets at peak times like 5pm to 7pm on weekdays. With a dog-aggressive 50-pound Amstaff/ Pitbull, that’s way too much stimulation! So I aim … Continue reading
Acceptance
The bugs sing in the heat. Narrow golden leaves ride the breeze, spiral to the ground in waves, ripple in the air current, animated as butterflies with the dexterity of thin wings. The tomatoes and bell peppers continue to grow. … Continue reading
Save the Kitty Benefit
On Friday, September 10, I joined a special event called “Save the Kitty” at the Chrome Cat in Lansing, Michigan. I rarely hit the bar scene, but this place gives the community feeling that I missed so much while in … Continue reading
Traveling Stillness
I feel it starting, my intentional life. Last week it swung in the balance — not that it was balanced, but swung into the realm of that possibility. Energy is no joke, must be cared for, nourished. I don’t know … Continue reading
The Web
So there is a web, and our energy travels its arms, and the energy carries our story, and the story reaches others. The story carries hope, or the story carries despair. The story touches others, inspires or discourages. We are … Continue reading
Release of Hope at the Center
Hope at the Center is now online! Reviews for the collection also are available. Leave Blank:Do Not Change:Your email:
One foot in front of the other
Development of my web site Dey of the Phoenix continues! Now available: Live audio from Hope at the Center: Poetry Show! Try out the new Audio Player in the sidebar. A new page titled “SPEAK OUT!”, which summarizes my community … Continue reading
Web Site Overhaul
Dey of the Phoenix is undergoing a much needed overhaul. So the site will be in flux for the short-term.
not fire quake nor wind
you know i cannot swim yet you chose an island and the sea drowns my voice as i call across the waves do the tides relentlessly hide some reply or is there nothing despite the constant crash of white walls … Continue reading
Fourth of July Meditation
smoking Lights on a Brooklyn stoop cutting grass on Tisdale Avenue climbing stairs of Frederik Lintsstraat watching Grandma die in hospice visiting the grave of Sylvia Plath becoming an optimistic expat gathering at Weris stones reflecting now on summers past … Continue reading