Dorothy Walters

Hidden Saints By Dorothy Walters

Hidden Saints By Dorothy Walters

I think they are walking among us, these hidden saints. Far from the eyes of the world, they are moving ever deeper into the realms of spirit, where angels play and the world is healed. You would not know them if you met them in the street. The are the butcher, the woman mowing her lawn next door, t... »

The Transition By Dorothy Walters

The Transition By Dorothy Walters

The Transition Even as the world around crumbles, the gates of heaven are opening. Angels good and bad are flowing down mingling among the crowds. Their children are appearing among us with strange talents we do not understand. Something is carrying us into another universe, where colors deepen and ... »

Confessional By Dorothy Walters

Confessional By Dorothy Walters

Confessional I am a shuttle weaving a tapestry of words. I am a fountain pouring forth verses that are seeking beauty. I am a flower opening into its own joy. I am a mind that has fallen in love with itself, that wants to speak things unheard of, hidden for too long. I am a map marking with a circle... »

The Awakening By Dorothy Walters

The Awakening By Dorothy Walters

The Awakening No one can explain to me how this happened. One day a jewel opened in my head. Its rays went forth, turning my body into light as it moved. First I meditated on an image, the great god who dances to keep the world alive. Then it was the one with a flute, seducing all who listen. After ... »

Angels By Dorothy Walters

Angels By Dorothy Walters

Angels Some looked up, saw an angel riding earthward on a cloud, and gasped. Others saw nothing, proclaimed the whole thing a fraud, mumbled that they ought to pass laws. Still others wandered aimlessly, looking under rocks and trees for answers, sleep walkers wishing that someone would come along a... »

The Human Connection By Dorothy Walters

The Human Connection By Dorothy Walters

The Human Connection There are times when what we need is comforting. We long for someone to hold our hand or even take us in their arms, and say, don’t worry, it is going to be all right. The caregivers most of all need care. The lovers need love. The seekers need others to share with. We cra... »

Transfiguration By Dorothy Walters

Transfiguration By Dorothy Walters

Transfiguration And now we approach The keyhole, The gap in the canyon of fate Where we go over the falls, Tumbling and thrashing Into the new world, Where are fashioned Into an unfamiliar being, Someone who can fly Or change form At will, A thing glorified Into a novelty, A self who will forget Tha... »

The One Kiss By Dorothy Walters

The One Kiss By Dorothy Walters

The One Kiss We claim to know things but what we know can be written on a fingernail. Sages and savants issue their proclamations, but we move always through a dark cloud with an uncertain light at the center. The center is what we call god. We keep on circling and circling yet we never arrive at th... »

Some Modern Poets By Dorothy Walters

Some Modern Poets By Dorothy Walters

Some Modern Poets Most of them kept their heads down, looked only at what was close and nurturing or perhaps at society’s ills or personal grief. That way they kept safe from accusations of fake wisdom, false claims of profundity. As for the Big Questions–– who are we, why are we here, where a... »

Sensitive Ears By Dorothy Walters

Sensitive Ears By Dorothy Walters

Sensitive Ears The elderly and the infirm–– they have to be careful or the traffic will run over them. Often they are the ones who carry the secret in their vest pockets but the others don’t stop long enough to listen. There are books that describe such matters but these hurriers don’t r... »

Mystics By Dorothy Walters

Mystics By Dorothy Walters

Mystics Some people want answers, find them in preestablished molds, shape themselves to conform to preexisting patterns, ancient myths and legends, and thus become prefabricated selves and so find happiness within. Others are renegades, won’t conform, follow Buddha and lay down their own path... »

Dancers By Dorothy Walters

Dancers By Dorothy Walters

Dancers All around we are seeing a world in ruins. I do not need to tell you all the things going wrong. Yet there is an another world rising and unfolding within and without. The frequencies are changing. People are feeling it everywhere and becoming that which is more than they have been. I know. ... »

Iris By Dorothy Walters

Iris By Dorothy Walters

Iris No matter how many times I tell myself That things will be all right, That everything happens for the best, And that all is perfect just as it is, Some strange anxiety remains, An inky beast lurking At the bottom Of a dark well. We can, of course, Hold hands and sing hymns As the sinking ship g... »

Singers By Dorothy Walters

Singers By Dorothy Walters

Singers Give all you have to the kingdom. The kingdom will reward you greatly. Spread your skirts to catch the jewels showering down from heaven. Listen to the music playing within, and join the chorus of the song. Dorothy Walters April 29, 2018 Hits: 2 »

The Entitled

The Entitled

They are all walking around us as if they were dead or in trance. They crave new and shiny things with wheels or wings, bigger dwellings to live in, investments that continue to rise. They keep flying to distant destinations in their personal planes, order expensive dinners, buy fancy clothes, drink... »

Teresa’s Enigma By Dorothy Walters

Teresa’s Enigma By Dorothy Walters

Teresa’s Enigma How can I explain this? Yesterday, pain cleaving a path over shoulder and arm, eyes stunned by arrows of light, back a maze of burning rivers. Today, Vivaldi, Stabat Mater, a subtle lifting in the heart, wrists floating in rapture, in my mouth the taste of honey and flame. Hits... »

Don’t Make Lists By Dorothy Walters

Don’t Make Lists By Dorothy Walters

Don’t Make Lists Every day a new flower rises from your body’s fresh soil. Don’t go around looking for fallen petals in a fairy tale, when you’ve got the golden plant right here, now, shooting forth in light from your eyes, your awakening crown. Don’t make lists, or exp... »

Where We Are Going By Dorothy Walters

Where We Are Going By Dorothy Walters

Where We Are Going “I live my life in widening circles.” Rilke No one knows where we are going. Is it into magnificence or into the darkness of vastness. Will we follow light into paradise and be enfolded in indescribable love, strains of ethereal music, or fall into oblivion, like the p... »

Sacred Emissaries By Dorothy Walters

Sacred Emissaries By Dorothy Walters

Sacred Emissaries Some of us have been priests and priestesses since time began. In Egypt we served in the pyramids, we caste the spells mixed the potions, to bring healing to the people, food for the land. In Greece we roved the mountains, thyrsus in hand, uniting with nature, the oracle speaking w... »

The Skeptics By Dorothy Walters

The Skeptics By Dorothy Walters

The Skeptics We were the skeptics, the ones who knew that nothing exists beyond our knowing, our certitude that what we saw was what there was, no need to go beyond the edges of our thought, our need to be right. Then one day we were struck down by Presence arriving in a whirling cloud of light, a w... »

My Life Moves Forward By Dorothy Walters

My Life Moves Forward By Dorothy Walters

My Life Moves Forward “My Live Moves Forward in Ever Widening Circles” Rilke My life moves forward in a spiral, now ascending seeking its star, now circling earthward to regions unknown. Like a funnel of water crossing the sea it flows upward and again descends. Yet always moving ahead, ... »

The Blossoming By Dorothy Walters

The Blossoming By Dorothy Walters

The Blossoming “If I could step out of my body, I would break into blossom.” James Wright Yes, you and I have done this, remember the times when the stars have spoken to us and rainbows flung themselves across the spume and the heaving waves. Or perhaps it was when someone special entere... »

Each Day By Dorothy Walters

Each Day By Dorothy Walters

Each Day Each day you think you know something. Each day you stumble into new truth. One truth ever contradicts another. Yet you keep on searching. Perhaps you are not meant to know these things. Perhaps you are intended to feel your way, always ahead, going further toward the light. Dorothy Walters... »

Whoever Went In By Dorothy Walters

Whoever Went In By Dorothy Walters

Whoever Went In Whoever went in naked to the core. Whoever cast aside all the armor, all the fastenings. Who could breathe air thin as flame. Drink water pressed from blossoms, rose petals or violets. Whoever stayed in that darkness so dark it became a circle of seeing. Who could hear the silent flu... »

Questions for Kabir By Dorothy Walters

Questions for Kabir By Dorothy Walters

Questions for Kabir How is it that I write these poems all morning, then find these stunning verses from the Master with the same themes all afternoon? There is a well of truth from which we all must drink. Some take deep draughts, others a few sips now and then. Oddly the thoughts they present ofte... »

The Winemakers By Dorothy Walters

The Winemakers By Dorothy Walters

The Winemakers The winemakers claim that only they know how to brew, that age itself is the key to the celestial drink. But some of us could not wait — we got dead drunk on the first sip. Hits: 2 »

Kundalini By Dorothy Walters

Kundalini By Dorothy Walters

Kundalini What you must know is this: it will not come as a thought or a concept or an experiment in a laboratory. It will not be an extension of all that has been proved by wise men in tomes and cubicles for centuries before. It will happen within what you call your body. You will not know where yo... »

The Agnostic’s Prayer By Dorothy Walters

The Agnostic’s Prayer By Dorothy Walters

The Agnostic’s Prayer They talk of miracles. Of stables and hay and virgins giving birth. A world savior arriving. A star. I sit here thinking of Buddha beneath the Bodhi tree. His mother seeking shelter from the rain. That flower he lifted in front of his disciples And then there was this wil... »

Buddha’s Pronouncement By Dorothy Walters

Buddha’s Pronouncement By Dorothy Walters

Buddha’s Pronouncement Buddha, I don’t understand your message. Old age, sickness and death indeed they come to us all and many of my friends have already gone, having already succumbed to each of these. What are you trying to tell us? I think I am hearing it wrong. Should we not care ab... »

When I Was Looking By Dorothy Walters

When I Was Looking By Dorothy Walters

When I Was Looking How is it that when I was looking for You, You were seeking me also. Silently You watched and waited. Sometimes gave me a brief glimpse or taste of who You were, like a shy deer in the forest that vanishes when you turn to look. And so I roamed, looking here and there, gazing at t... »

Second Coming By Dorothy Walters

Second Coming By Dorothy Walters

Second Coming When You first arrived you were a tornado that tore my mind to shreds. All of the edifice that I had made to tell me who I was crumbled and fell, my thoughts and notions obliterated, my theories destroyed to dust. Sentences were not possible, paragraphs beyond my grasp. All I had left ... »

The Secret By Dorothy Walters

The Secret By Dorothy Walters

The Secret A hundred scholars could search the texts and never find the meanings. Yogis can turn themselves into pretzels, become limber as serpents and still not know the secret. I think such knowings come from bargains struck long ago in a place that has no name. Formulas were sewn into your spine... »

If You Want By Dorothy Walters

If You Want By Dorothy Walters

If You Want If you want to feel the sweet light flow over your body, then give yourself to light. If you want to taste the secret honey, you must allow your throat to open. Moth to candle, straw to flame, you are nothing but materials for burning. Hits: 1 »

The Abundance of Brightness By Dorothy Walters

The Abundance of Brightness By Dorothy Walters

The Abundance of Brightness God is not unknown on account of obscurity but on account of the abundance of brightness. — St. Thomas Aquinas 1. Dante Mounting to the Rose of Heaven Not one of us could breathe this air, face this naked radiance unscathed. Here music turns to light, a tone so swee... »

After the Awakening By Dorothy Walters

After the Awakening By Dorothy Walters

After the Awakening After the event, you will not be the same. You will feel like a ghost returning from another realm with a message that no one wants to hear. Or perhaps the one living being walking about in a city of the dead. The world and all that is in it is suddenly very beautiful and you kno... »

Who I Was By Dorothy Walters

Who I Was By Dorothy Walters

Who I Was Frankly, it is a bit frightening. To think that everything each moment, each intensity, was merely a phantom passing before a mirror, and I the onlooker took them for real and became an actor in the play. What became of them? Those beautiful bodies turned to dust. Where did those episodes ... »

Preparing to Greet the Goddess By Dorothy Walters

Preparing to Greet the Goddess By Dorothy Walters

Preparing to Greet the Goddess Do not think of her unless you are prepared to be driven to your limits, to rush forth from yourself like a ritual bowl overflowing with sacramental wine. Do not summon her image unless you are ready to be blinded, to stand in the flash of a center exploding, yourself ... »

The Sibyl By Dorothy Walters

The Sibyl By Dorothy Walters

The Sibyl Everything on this journey is destined, though unplanned. What you call my madness is the food of my life. The silvered mesh between the worlds doesn’t really exist for me. I never go over. I am there already. It is easy, like parting a sheen of water, an animal floating in arcs of c... »

I am the New Human By Dorothy Walters

I am the New Human By Dorothy Walters

I am the New Human I am the New Human. Does this sound like a boast? Well, doubtless it is, but it is also a fact. How can I make such a claim? How can I say such things about myself, against all cautions to be ever modest, like a well trained woman? Here is my evidence: In Ireland, at Tara, I thoug... »

Taken By Dorothy Walters

Taken By Dorothy Walters

Taken First, you must let your heart be broken open in a way you have never felt before, cannot imagine. You will not know if what you are feeling is anguish or joy, something predestined or merely old wounds flowing once more, reminders of all that is unfinished in your life. Something will flood i... »

Buddha’s Flower By Dorothy Walters

Buddha’s Flower By Dorothy Walters

Buddha’s Flower I know about Buddha’s flower, emblem of truth. But then there was that man hanging from a tree, the one who cried aloud at the end. How can I know both, reconcile these disparities, untangle good from evil? Many have tried and failed. Others choose to ignore the question.... »

Where the Beauty Resides By Dorothy Walters

Where the Beauty Resides By Dorothy Walters

Where the Beauty Resides Will someone please tell me what day it is, what time? More and more I keep on living in that place that has no date, and no timepieces are to be found. And then when I return to that other world, the one they call “real” with its clocks and calendars, its appoin... »

One of the Ways By Dorothy Walters

One of the Ways By Dorothy Walters

One of the Ways It is one of the many ways to enter fire. ~ Mary Oliver And, yes, we enter, either by our own volition or the command of the gods. And then we flare, a small frenzy of color, until we are finished — a glowing silhouette, ready for what awaits — the sunlit music of the wor... »

The Saints By Dorothy Walters

The Saints By Dorothy Walters

The Saints These were not like us, these ancient ones. They lived in caves, ate grass, lashed themselves to poles and stood one legged in the sky. Some flew up to the church ceiling, then wondered how they would get down. Others healed by allowing those in need to touch their hem, receive grace thro... »

Hymn to the Nameless One By Dorothy Walters

Hymn to the Nameless One By Dorothy Walters

Hymn to the Nameless One Now as the year swings down, and the darkness encloses even the smallest bird, the largest animal, and we too enter the hour when everything is falling once more into the twilight of not knowing, what we ask is that you be with us, not as a pillar of fire nor a blaze across ... »

Still Life By Dorothy Walters

Still Life By Dorothy Walters

Still Life The rose that no longer blooms in the garden, blooms inside her whole body, among the veins and organs and the skeleton. — Linda Gregg A hidden blossoming. Petals flaming beneath the skin. And a softness pressing, as delicate as the mouth of a blind lover. Each movement, each quiet ... »

After Enlightenment By Dorothy Walters

After Enlightenment By Dorothy Walters

After Enlightenment After you are enlightened it is hard to hold steady. Blinded by light so strong that the mind is stunned and the world around dissolves. Given a vision of that which you may not care to know. Who wants to be told that they do not exist? That they are as raindrop to sea water, cel... »

Who I Am By Dorothy Walters

Who I Am By Dorothy Walters

Who I Am I am neither Moslem nor Jew. Buddha does not tie my feet. I gave up being Christian long ago. Too wild for the Taoists, too tame for the Tantrics, neither breathing nor transfixed, nor saying magic words. Yet for years I yearned, followed formulas in ancient texts, listened to the saints an... »

Oh, Seeker By Dorothy Walters

Oh, Seeker By Dorothy Walters

Oh, Seeker Oh, seeker, do not follow the trodden ways that the elders have created. Too often these are deceptive, have lost their luster. Find your own pathway, and you will arrive at your true destination. Nothing will be gained by mindlessly repeating ancient formulas and prescribed practices wit... »

The Road to Success By Dorothy Walters

The Road to Success By Dorothy Walters

The Road to Success I cannot tell you how to make a million dollars or find a perfect mate. I cannot set you on the road to success and give you a map to get there. What I know is that there is a lover within who wants to be with you, to show you the way to who you are. Admission is free. No registr... »

Gifts By Dorothy Walters

Gifts By Dorothy Walters

Gifts The Divine Lover, says Hafiz, will smash your windows out to throw in holy gifts. Did you realize that the windows would be all the openings into your own body, each pore, that your very soul would crumble, that you would lie awake nights listening to your bones cry out like hungry ghosts grie... »

Something Inside By Dorothy Walters

Something Inside By Dorothy Walters

Something Inside Now that I have grown older, it is time to think about things that really matter. Did I ever learn anything from all those broken hearts? The seniors in rank who rated what I did who were so inept? The childhood tapes that just kept on playing no matter what? The way things changed ... »

After By Dorothy Walters

After By Dorothy Walters

After There is one thing certain. Once you have stood in the midst of that searing flame, been struck down to earth like a pilgrim entered by light at last and have lain there, waiting, not quite certain — how can you ever know again what it is not to be blinded by the light, never to have gon... »

Waiting By Dorothy Walters

Waiting By Dorothy Walters

Waiting The jeweled cloud sways overhead, waiting. Meanwhile, our cells are turning to air, finer and finer arrangements of light. Hits: 1 »

Nomads By Dorothy Walters

Nomads By Dorothy Walters

Nomads Beyond this flame-desert, other, even wilder deserts. ~ Rumi Here, where we have traced sand circles by day, danced ourselves to lostness beneath the night’s pale eye, till we fall in a love trance on the seething, swimming floor, you say — other deserts, more flaming, more wild? ... »

The Lost Seeker By Dorothy Walters

The Lost Seeker By Dorothy Walters

The Lost Seeker Oh, where is my robe? I have looked everywhere and I cannot find it. When I meet others wearing their robes and beads, my heart clutches in envy. They know how to chant mantras and sing kirtan, ways to fall into the secret rapture. They turn about on their jeweled sandals, each movem... »

Holy Union By Dorothy Walters

Holy Union By Dorothy Walters

Holy Union I do not know who you are, where you are from, what you look like. Yet I know that when you arrive, I once more know the secret, holy mariage, sacred union, you are who I am. Then it is as though the vows are renewed once more, as if we have never been apart. They talk of oneness: abundan... »

She Gave Me the Secret By Dorothy Walters

She Gave Me the Secret By Dorothy Walters

She Gave Me the Secret She gave me the secret. Now I live in the midst of a busy highway where throngs and traffic are all headed the wrong way. Many are lost in detours and forget where they are going. I stand here shouting and holding up signs pointing to the true path, but no one listens and I re... »

A Personal Loan By Dorothy Walters

A Personal Loan By Dorothy Walters

A Personal Loan A bank has sent me a message. It wishes to give me a personal loan. But I already have a personal loan. It is called my life. Clouds shifting like golden mosaics in the sky. Scarlet epiphanies at dawn. Flowers with faces lit by tiny lamps within greeting as I pass by. Snow laden pine... »

To a Young Poet By Dorothy Walters

To a Young Poet By Dorothy Walters

To a Young Poet She is indeed young and beautiful and gifted. She has won prizes and travels widely to share her productions with grateful audiences. Her eyes gleam with the look of someone who knows where she has been, where she is going and why. Her poems are filled with sharp insights and nuanced... »

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