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I was named Gayle Lindsay Slaten at birth—my mother said she gave me a writer's name.  Prophecy or not, I have been writing since I could hold a pen.  Poetry flows with my nature, helping me to discover myself through hard times and a good friend to me as I traverse this earthly path.  From There to Here encompasses the balance between dark times and light, earlier musings and lessons learned along the way.  I share my writing to help others know that life can change iI was named Gayle Lindsay Slaten at birth—my mother said she gave me a writer's name.  Prophecy or not, I have been writing since I could hold a pen.  Poetry flows with my nature, helping me to discover myself through hard times and a good friend to me as I traverse this earthly path.  From There to Here encompasses the balance between dark times and light, earlier musings and lessons learned along the way.  I share my writing to help others know that life can change in a moment, just by making a choice and taking that one step.  My book of poetry and prose, GLASS OF ME, will be out shortly.  

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This is a hectic time and a happy time.  I get to move into my new home slowly, taking in the energy of the space before transforming it into our welcoming home.  This month, I look back to when I first moved to Tucson after being a ‘nomad’, to my first home all my own, then, lastly, to my new Tucson journey, creating a home with my partner.  

 

 

Territory

 

She was a nomad for two years
Having left her home on the island
Taken in through the charity of others
She learned about humility

 

She explored new territory
Dance, song, drumming, flute
Paint, pottery, art journaling
She learned about creativity

 

She asked Goddess to find her a place to nest
Having found her heart in Tucson
The deal of the century was put before her
She learned about good fortune

 

Now she is making her own space
Building a new foundation for her life
Weaving community with loving kindness
She learned about being joy-filled

 

My First Home

 

I was 63 years old
The first time I slept by myself
In my first home all my own

Giddy with anticipation

Of this new life that opened to me

 

From parents' house
To marriage house
Others' wants colored my life
Beige were the walls
Gray was my heart

 

I gathered the few things
I brought to my space
Set them all out
Discovered a theme
My preference became clear

 

I painted my walls
Turquoise and orange
Hand-me-down furniture
became works of art
Table top and front door, purple

 

Multi-colored rugs
Silk, striped rainbow throw
On my 40-year-old flowered couch
Metal shaman and giant orange flower
Overlooking my drums and flutes

 

I wake up happy every morning
Vibrant colors enfolding me
Protecting me
Vibrating into creative energy
I am home at last

 

 

Manifesting Home

 

It starts with the heart

Envisioning a home 

Bringing in hopes and intentions

Making a new life together

 

Then, all at once

It happens

The dream takes shape

And the perfect space appears

 

Time speeds up

Taking on a life of its own

Running us over

With deadlines to meet

 

Scrunching us with to-do lists

Squeezing out enough money

From different sources

To afford this new venture

 

Stressful fixing and packing

Selling our separate abodes

Transmuting personal possessions 

Into a comfortable ‘Us’

 

Saging and salting

Spraying away past energies

So we can fully own this space

Together

 

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