Be Still…


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…

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




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.