Jen Hoeft | Soul Full Wellness
How High a Fence?
September 23, 2017

Just when I think I’m safe

An unknown part of me crumbles.

Just when I think

“I’ve got this”

The big world

Laughs out loud.


There is no perfect haven

Only me, in my skin,

Right now.

There is no magic home plate…

Try dancing on a cloud?


How high a fence

Will I build

Surrounding my silly heart?

What illusions

Must I shatter

Before all of life is allowed?





Who Am I?

I am the wonderer

the hypocrite

the dreamer of dreams,

I am the salesman

the therapist

the shopper

the thief.

I am the listener

the lover

the teller of tales,

the witness

the hater

the student who fails.

I am the defendant

the lawyer

the judge and the jury.

I am the victim

the criminal

the sentence, the mercy.

I am you.

And I am not you.

I am me.


I am the House

How dark is my shadow

How deep is my sigh

Am I willing to sit in it

Without asking why?

Will I let myself feel

Whatever comes up

Or will I change the channel

To more comfortable stuff?

What’s in there. I’m scared.

My mind wants to know.

Don’t push. Relax.

Drop in. Let if flow.

I am the living room

I am the kitchen

I am the basement, the closets,

The new addition.

I am the house

From before my birth

Playing hide and seek

The prize is my worth.




Be the Love.

Whatever this moment brings,

See how awake you can be.

Whatever rollercoaster you are on,

See if you can let yourself enjoy it.

Whatever is bringing you the information of your life,

Know that there is more to know,

And it is all there somewhere, even if you never know.

Get super quiet with you.

Listen to the flow of your body.

Breath in deep gratitude for this crazy journey.

Breath out the sam, but ever-changed thanks.

Be the Love that you already are.


I am a damselfly…

I am a damselfly

Attracted to shiny things

Skimming the flickering lake of life

Looking for nourishment

Loving to fly.

I am a damselfly

Cold-blooded and Seeking Light

Flaunting my prism of colors

Half spirit, half dragon

Floating in between.

I am a damselfly

Stunning and hideous

Startling the world into wonder

Prehistoric modern mystery

Waiting for Summer.




My Passion
August 8, 2017

My passion in this lifetime is finding and serving in my authentic, real, and joyful power. I’m crazy about stories, poems, grooves, and aha moments that reveal more of who we truly are…. I love the sun… and I’m learning to
love the rain. I’m not afraid of getting older, but I’m scared of getting lazy or satisfied… I’m wild about hiking for hours from daylight into darkness… I’m always hungry for kisses, chocolate and the smell of the wet desert.

    • ~ My favorite color is YES,
    • ~ I dream of humungous waves and tornadoes.
    • ~ I LOVE humanity… in all of it’s juicy, greedy, hiding, horrors, while my rainbow wheel is whirling for love, kindness, compassion and ease.



Relationships are why we are here.

Music has been my golden thread since I was 10. It connects me to myself and to the world… a lifeline to the center, reaching out to the Universe. Drumming grounds me… it roots me in the present. It connects me to the inherent groove within the heartbeat of Life itself. If I let go, it holds me. If I hold too tightly, I crack a little. Being a part of the groove is my life lesson… it humbles me and makes me the biggest, smallest thing there is.

~ Thrilled to be writing and co-writing with friends

~ Honored beyond belief to be leading my swing/soul band… The Jenerators

~ Grateful to play on 2 of Victor Wooten’s records, and co-write a song on
his latest record… LOVE is My Favorite Word

~ So happy to freelance in Nashville, with some of the very best musicians in the world…. WallPaper JukeBox, Teri Reid, John England and the
Western Swingers

~ I wrote a book called FUNdamental Fitness: Playground Exercises for EveryBody. I use this movement formula when I teach 4 classes and 25 private clients a week… I LOVE IT and IT WORKS! Our brilliant, fragile, and strong-beyond-measure bodies host our magnificent souls for this lifetime. We get to create 300 billion new cells every day with what we think, what we eat, and how we move. So I ask myself… “what am I creating?” What are YOU creating?

~ I endorse the best anti-aging nutraceuticals in the world… Univera. I’ve been taking the products for over 15 years, and LOVE them

~ I also own a small gym, The Jenerator…:)… with a ROM inside… you HAVE to experience the 4-minute workout… WOWOWOW!!!!

~ Play. Play in the present. Listen to your voice inside your heart, it is speaking to you all of the time. Let spontaneity live. Spend time in silence
listening to you and the Divinity shining through you. Look for love everywhere. Be only you. Sweat a lot. Laugh more than you sweat. Cry sometimes too… FEEL stuff. Be as alive as possible, and more…. or don’t…:)

I love you,


July 21, 2017

When do we grow
All the way into ourselves
Like the caterpillar that can fly?


When do we settle 
deeply into the now
Like the Buddhist monk on high?


When are we okay
With who we truly are
And what has to die before that happens?


Tragic flaws and Santa Claus
Will not lead me astray.
I surrender fully
to the story of today.


Love Is My Favorite Word
October 18, 2015

It’s coming…
March 12, 2013


IMG_5736oh my god…
the joy of it all.
life unfolding
from the depths of Fall.
i could bear it this year,
the gray, wet, and cold…
and rejoice in knowing the sun is always gold.
if i crumble with the weather, too hot or too cold… what would happen in chaos, how would i be in death, or growing old?
i am ready for the comfort of what warmth and flowers can bring… and humbled with the knowing that this too will be ending.

Let’s Heal
January 27, 2013

when you grow,
i might…
when you heal,
there is more Light.
when you give,
IMG_1785i remember how,
and when you love,
our choices expound.

when i grow,
you might…
when i heal,
there is more Light.
when i give…
you may too…
and when i love,
the world is new.

let us heal, let us love,
let us give, let us grow…
sharing the burden,
easing the load.


January 14, 2013

IMG_5611I would
read a million books,
listen to a thousand songs,
to learn just one truth, of why I was born.

I would ride every road, and sail every sea,
just to discover the essence inside of me.

And that’s what I’ll do, to make sense of it all…
that’s how I’ll survive…
I’ll read and write, ride and sail…
Let my mystery soul unveil!

Into the unknown certainty…
Into love’s wisdom, I roam.
Answers will be forthcoming…
The path to everywhere leads home.


December 16, 2012

Now is the time
IMG_5579Now is the place
Now is the moment
We must embrace
Holding it steady
While letting it flow
Riding while steering
How far does this go?

Now goes all the way
Until the very end
And even then, the now
just may begin again.
Be in it.
Be of it,
Be kind, Be true.
Be present.
Be real.
Be you and only you.


The Cycle
November 10, 2012

IMG_6061And Winter whispered unto Spring
“Breathe in Breathe out, you are Awakening”
Nurture, celebrate… open, and initiate
Let your mind, body, and spirit Create!

And Spring spoke unto Summer
“Grow and thrive… Love one another”
Your power and strength have just begun
It’s time to wave the tapestry you’ve spun!

And Summer sang unto the Fall,
Sending billows of love, into it all…
The many colors you wear, the trophies in your hair,
connect now to the Earth, and celebrate your birth.

And Fall fainted unto Winter,
watching her glories of life as they wither.
Time to subdue, let your Spirit undo
For the cycle of Life must die to renew.


It’s groovy…
October 27, 2012

compasssometimes… i like to wrap all up
cozy, on the couch
cup of tea, favorite show
nestled in my house.
i’m tempted to stay
safe and sound
warm and bound
no duties
just behave
don’t rock the boat,
don’t make a wave
play it safe
the world will wait

but it doesn’t
it can’t
it won’t
it shan’t

we are born to live
a journey
past the comfort zone
rattling cages
stirring the soup
climbing the mountains
of our soul

we’re going beyond
to go within
looking to astound
the secrets hidden.
it’s groovy cuz, the couch will wait.


Be good anyway…

IMG_2073-2I used to imagine

if I was a good girl
that everything would be
all right.

Then I learned that

good, and everything
and all right
don’t mean anything at all.

I used to think
if the world was calm
and peaceful and nice
that Life would be easy… normal.

Then I learned that
calm and nice
easy and normal,
really don’t mean anything at all.

I used to believe
if people liked me and I pleased them,
that I would be safe
and someone would discover me… make me famous.

Then I learned that
that liking
and pleasing,
and fame
really don’t mean anything at all.


Be Still…
October 12, 2012


to be the drop and the ocean
the grain and the shore
to hold the breeze and the hurricane
to love the eye and the storm

how do i know myself, and know the world
can i be true to it all
what is the juicy secret?
do the boundaries dissolve?

it is the space between the notes
that creates the groove itself…
the night between the stars
that allows the shimmering wealth.

it is the pause amidst the waves
that gives the surfer the thrill
of riding the relentless and certain swell
life is breathing… be still.

Hold On…


How do you hold on to yourself
and let go with another?
Finding your center
While releasing your tether…
Spinning and pleasing,
Twirling and teasing
Not knowing what’s real,
Not clear how you feel.
The game will go on
Until the curtain is drawn.
How do you hold on to another
and let go of yourself?
Finding the center
Putting fears on the shelf…
Listening and learning,
Hurting and yearning
Not wanting to blame
Not daring to name
The game that goes on
Until the curtain is drawn.
Hold on… or hold…
Let go… or let…
Trust that the wholeness and beauty,
of Love will connect.
Jen of the Sun


I can’t save you…
September 24, 2012

I can’t save you
My brilliantly shattered one
I can only love you
Through your war… through your fun.
I can’t save you
Even if I tried.
I can only hold you
As you heal from the inside.
I can’t save you
Though I try and try and try.
I can only imagine
A whole spirit ready to fly.
I can’t save you
From the hazards of Life
I can only expand
Into your newness, your Light.
I can’t save you.
My scar-tissue Baby…
I can only be you
Present… in a world of maybes.




I often wonder,
Why are we here?
What does it mean?
When will it be clear?
And then I breath,
Deep in, then let go…
We’re here is what matters…
Get present, reflect the glow.
And then the why creeps in,
ever present, the real sin…
Challenging the freedom,
Creating mayhem.
Deep in, then let go…
Melt into your moment.
The path is you.
Surrender your torment.
Let go of the why,
Just brush it away…
One more distraction
From knowing your way.

Be the peace…


Music is my golden thread,
Wellness is my passion…
What I learn, I must teach,
Curiosity sparking action.
How do you see what is inside of you?
How do you listen to your heart?
When are you sure of the path you’re on?
When does the real journey start?
The road has never not been here…
The path has always begun.
The journey inside is forever…
Find the joy, be the peace, spread the fun.

It would have been easier…

What protects
you from harm?
What shields you from pain?
What risks don’t you take, because it’s not worth the strain?
Who is going to save you, in this dangerous life?
How will you manage? How will you thrive?
I wish someone would have told me that
Life would be this hard…
That struggle is the action that sparks passion and desire.
I wish someone would have told me, that Reality is tough…
That pain is another color in the rainbow of real love…
It would have been easier,
It would have been lighter,
It would have been easier…
But now I know that imperfect is perfect,
That darkness is part of the plan…
And I am not going to be rescued
This life is who I am.
It makes it easier,
It makes it Lighter,
It makes it easier…



Life is full of choices,
We hold them in our hands,
Like chunks of baby diamonds,
A treasure trove of plans…
“I hope i make the ‘right’ one”…
Meaning no one hurts too bad,
But hope is a glass of nothing,
Swallowing the knowledge you’ll never have.
You can’t know “what if”
or what might have been before…
You can’t have everything at once
You can’t know the final score.
You can go deep inside,
The present moment lives in there…
And ask yourself what is real,
And be brave enough to care.
For every moment is full of diamonds,
Shining for your gaze,
As you sink into your reality,
Your rising journey will amaze…
Jen of the Sun

August 17, 2012



Play… like the 4 year old inside you,

Cry… when your spirit needs a bath.

Run… when the answers are hiding,

Sleep… like a puppy taking a nap.

Be real, Be passion, Be authentic.
Be aware. Be awake. Be unique.
What happens next is a mystery,
Be present, and feel what that means.

Sit…in the the quiet of your soul,

Laugh… as the drama of life unfolds.

Balance… in the joy and the sorrow,

Dream… right now… like there’s no tomorrow…

Jen of the Sun






Joy is in the bells,
and in the ringing…
Power is in the now,
and in the knowing.
Purpose is in the task,
and in the doing…
Love is in the heart,
and in the growing.
Peace is in the struggle
and in the surrender…
Fear is in the unknown
and in the pretender.
Balance is in the falling
and in the save…
Reality is the moment
you realize you’re brave.


I am listening…

i am listening,
but do i hear you?
i am looking,
but do i see?
the truth is right here,
it is a knowing…
i can feel it,
but do i believe?
i am reaching,
but am i grounded?
i am trying,
what’s that mean?
the truth is right here,
just inside me
if i get real quiet
truth sets me free.
now i am flying,
but am i soaring?
i am loving,
but is it real?
the truth is right here,
in the silence…
i close my eyes,
all is revealed.


Love, Love, Love…

Let me love like Stevie’s muse.
Full of joy… Full of clues…
To a life of living, giving, and being…
Let me love like Stevie’s muse.
Let me love like Ray Charles’ blues.
All deep and drugged, colorful and true.
Ain’t nothin’ like the way you make me move…
Let me love like Ray Charles’ blues.
Let me love like Otis sings…
Fierce abandon… oh, the fire he brings!
Wild, raw… no heart he can’t thaw…
Let me love like Otis sings.
Let me love without precaution,
With guards down… with pure emotion.
Let me love with all I’ve got.
All fear, all reservation… all forgotten.
Let me love leaving nothing behind,
but the echo of a memory…
Stevie, Ray, Otis…
thanks… you set me free.








A right?

A privilege?

A desire?

A demand?


An idea?

A theory?

A wish?

A command?


An illusion?

A passion?

A story?

A distraction?


An emblem?

An honor?

A hope?

A justification?


May your soul experience true freedom by

awakening into what you believe, what youwant, and what your purpose is.

True freedom is inside.


Jen of the Sun…:)


Change is Inevitable…

Change is inevitable.

Growth is not.
Challenges are inevitable.
Suffering is not.
Beholding the wonder… not.
Death is inevitable.
A joyful, compassionate, purposeful, present Life…
is not.
We get to choose, most of the time…
How to be most present.
How to accept what is, while expecting miracles.
How to love more, from the bird’s eye view.
How tobe true to your heart.
How to react from a place of compassion.
How to be most kind to yourself and the world.
How to hold yourself and the world, through the changes, through the challenges,
in the light and the dark, until the end…
May your journey be bold, rollercoastery, dynamic, and full of huge rainbows….
Jen of the Sun…:)

August 10, 2012

A cardboard angel
In a world on fire.
The truth is buried
Under desire…
To soothe,
To please,
To calm,
To ease…
Cardboard angel
In a thunderstorm.
The truth is present
It doesn’t conform…
Nursing scars
Long since healed,
Flinching from habits
Long ago concealed.
Scared of pain
Not yet felt,
Shivering from blows
Not yet dealt.
I’m a cardboard angel
Now awake and aware…
Stepping into my power,
Stepping out of my lair…
To soothe
To please,
To calm,
To ease…

Discover yourself…
July 31, 2012


If you want to be discovered…
discover yourself.
If you want to be loved…
then love.
If you want to be joyful…
bring your joy to the world
from the love you’ve discovered within.
If you want to be rich…
be rich in spirit.
If you want to be respected,
respect yourself.
If you want to be real…
bring the richness of your spirit
and bow before the wonders of the world.
You are love,
You are joy,
You are rich,
You are real.

We are hidden,

We are searching,

There is much,
To be revealed…
May your journey be humble and complete.

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