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  • Confrontation

    He ranted.I listened.Something clicked:     He feels these feelings.    He believes these beliefs.    He thinks these thoughts.    They are his, not mine.    That is him, over there.    Over there seethes anger, drama, ego.  … Continue reading

  • Self-Care

    What doesself-carelook likefor you? For meit's silence,solitude,a blank page,a pen. What doesself-carelook likefor you? Text and image © 2013 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved.    Continue reading

  • Writing Again

    My muse unleashed, unfettered,roams the grounds like a dog in heat,whimpering, whining, trotting from tree to tree,eager, alert, responding to every new sight, sound, scent,gathering sensations, collecting,distracted always but distilling everything. She returns at dusk,sweaty, tired, sated,flops beside me on… Continue reading

  • Trying to Write

    1.I apologize to my battered muse,once again elbowed asideby in-crowding concerns,loud and demanding,like rich American touristsinvading by the busloada Mexican villageright at siesta. She shrinks and retreats. 2.My mind is too noisy and busyfor the careful, considered crafting of words,which,… Continue reading

  • Being at Peace

    What a joy to learnthere is no faulty or unworthy selfthat needs to be improved. Text and image © 2013 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved. Continue reading

  • Self-Acceptance

    You can spend decadeswaiting to becomethe person you thinkyou ought to be,never satisfiedwith the person you are. Could it be, however,that you never becomesomeone you loveif you startas someone you don't? What ifnow,then,and at all points in betweenyou accept yourself… Continue reading

  • The Wounded Child

    Somewhere in the woodsa wounded child wanders.His survival dependson your kindness and compassion.     Can you find him in time? He's a good child,a boy whose heart has great capacityfor joy and trust,for delight and laughter,but now he hides… Continue reading

  • Abandoned Heart

    The heart I abandonedwaits where I left it.It knows its painand understands that I was unequippedto handle a troubled heartand therefore had to leave. But I cannot livewithout my heart;incomplete,I live unconsciously.I go back;I shall find and comfort by heartand… Continue reading

  • Advice in Eden

    God saysto first woman,first man,"Go makehot-spicy,sweet-stickylove.Lose your imagined selvesin delirious merging.This wondrous onenessis me."  Text and image © 2013 by Dirk deVries. All rights reserved. Continue reading

  • This Quiet

    This quietembraces,wraps me in stillness; in our new spaceI welcome silence,long-lost friend,and hear thingsfor the first time– the metal wall clock that I purchaseda decade agoticks audibly–tick, tick, tick, tick;ten years passedwithout hearingits heartbeat– when the cats pad across the… Continue reading