Naomi's Poems, etc

We run and run in our squirrel cage, thinking the constant squeaking of the wheel of our achievements is a verification of our reality and w...

How can we give birth to our true self? How can we emerge from our falsity and assume our true identity?The supreme practicality of spiritua...

The Aftermath.. Aren't emotions nuts? They can keep our mind hurried, we become unreasonable, we make a fuss, we repeat the same old sto...

New scratches at the door the path of life, the car that drives, 1000 miles a day, in the head, without vain or sane conviction... it just g...

Enamored by what I see I feel spellbound, can't even read a phrase from "the book of my mind", its just this moment its perfec...

Its the vibe... I look around a not so crowded mall, people passing by while an employee desperately seeks out to grabs someone's attent...

Dear Lord, everyday is an interesting day, a day to relive past habits or a day to take a giant leap and move beyond the mountains that we...