Deanna's Blog

The harmony overcame me before
I understood where I was going…
Before I understood that I was falling…
I just can’t think when we sing together.
Your eyes, aquamarine, cause me to spin
toward a distant universe,
where we are in synch… in harmony.
Here I just come apart,
the harmonies, more than I can bare.
And I bare much with my song
because it fills my soul
with longing, and opens me to my core.
I will never reach for you…
except through a song,
sung gently through a heart aching to open.

Deanna Joseph
© July 6, 2009

Wake up sweet girl,
I remember who you are.
Dreaming gently, rolling waves
carry you away quickly.
But I am quicker!
Always following, a step ahead.
So wake up sweet girl,
taste the golden light of your soul.

© Deanna Joseph 2009

Yes, I belong to one of the biggest social networking sites around:  Facebook.

Unlike many of my Facebook friends, it took me a long time to start reconnecting with some old friends I haven’t seen in many, many, years.  Why?  Because I thought if we were meant to remain friends, we would have remained friends.  (continue reading…)

Magic Tree photo by Ivan Trombley

As I walked down the forest path,
A path I’d never seen before,
I heard a song, so soft and sweet,
A song I’d never heard before,
I found a dream within a dream,
A dream I’d never had before,
Of smiling faces, brightly lit,
Of friends I’d never known before.
So walk ye gently, and keep kind heart
and know that those who’ve come before
are waiting with a hearth well lit,
for those who wander to their door.

(c) Deanna Joseph 2006

I had this dream about a friend of mine.  His name was Craig.  I heard recently that he had died.  I hadn’t seen him since 1995.  But I was still sad for the news; I’d always thought I’d run into him on Facebook or something.

So, I had this dream, and he was sitting on the floor.  I could see him, but no one else could.  He told me he was stuck.  He’d been an atheist, but now that he was dead, he really needed to believe in something.  He tried to allow himself to cross over, but he just couldn’t quite manage it.  He was really afraid to let go.  So I hugged him, and then we talked for a bit.  Then I woke up.

But all morning I had the strangest feeling I wasn’t alone.  I could sense a presence around me, and it seemed so frustrated.  So finally I said “look, you’re dead.  You have no body now, right?  There is obviously something after the physical body dies or you would have already ceased to exist, right?”

There was no reply.  I hadn’t expected one.

I let myself see him in my mind’s eye.

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The dress rehearsal has ended…
It’s time to begin, for real this time.
No looking back,
No wishing for something better,
No waiting for something to be perfect.
No props… no script…  no mood lighting.
The only time to live my life is…   now.
And so it begins.

© Deanna Joseph July 21, 2010

Generations

I vow to never put your children in danger because I’m driving and texting.  I vow to be present and aware while driving.  While I am driving, I will never expect you to look out for me because I’m so self centered that I think my text or cell phone call is more important than your safety.  I vow to drive with compassion, patience and presence.  I vow to see every life as infinitely more valuable and precious than my cell phone.  If you, too, take this vow, please share….

You are a point of light…

My family and I are getting ready to move.   As I sit and look at the packing boxes stacked nearly to the ceiling, I think about how nice it will be to be in a bigger place.  But then as I look around again I see the space where my children played and made new friends.  I see the space where my husband healed out of a rough spot.  I see the space where I let go of who I thought I was supposed to be. (continue reading…)

You are doing better than you think you are. — Alan Cohen

There are many things that bring me great pleasure. I love being a mom, and I love getting into metaphysical discussions with my friends. I love that I have friends. I love Teeccino brewed herbal coffee with Starbucks mocha powder. I love taking pictures with my Palm Pre, because now I just take them all the time. I love reading, and I love holding a stone in my hand when I read. I love that sometimes I fall asleep with my glasses on and my book leaning on my chin, and my husband will gently put them on the nightstand when he comes to bed. (continue reading…)

I remember being in my twenties. The world seemed wild, scary, intimidating and chaotic. It was also exciting, invigorating, and surprising. But from a very young age I had decided that I wouldn’t have children, and only because I didn’t want to bring them into this world. In spite of the excitement, in spite of the surprises, I viewed our planet as a scary place and I knew I would worry for them and their survival. (continue reading…)