The Lord’s House

I dwell in

the house

of the Lord.

I dwell in this

sweet human spaceship,

another house of the Lord.

And I’m blessed

to live in this sweet log cabin,

yet another form of the House of the Lord.

I dwell in this community

With neighbors who plow

my driveway unasked,

postal workers who remember me

over blurred addresses.

I dwell in a community of the Lord.

And Tera rings and sings,

in ascension creating

a lighter house of the Lord

for all of us to dwell upon.

And we spin through the

darkness of space,

the Milky Way

laying a pattern in the dark

of one house of the Lord

for us all to dwell within.

Lizette Estelle Stiehr

February 5, 2012

Inspired by Tom Kenyon's singing

of the 23rd Psalm

The Blind Side

We each have

our blind sides

where we don’t see.

Both the sides

where we hold

old destructive beliefs

of money is evil,

we’re born in sin

and sex is bad.

And our blind side

of how truly and deeply

loved we are.

How widely

God has our back.

And how blind

we can be to

own responsibility

of creating our lives.

Lizette Estelle Stiehr

Jan 25, 2012

Inspired by The Blind Side, a movie

The Tipping Point

My feet are so cold

From Alaska’s long winter

of incessant snow falls

and grey skies.

I tuck each foot into

the opposite knee

and tailor sit.

They warm to the

yummy tipping point

of comfort.

We have marched

on cold feet for millennia.

No time to stop and contemplate,

to tailor sit and warm ourselves

until now.

2012 is the tipping point,

if we so choose.

Where time has speeded up,

and truly warns us to slow down.

To sit quietly, enjoying the warmth

of inviting the light into our bodies

all the way down to our toes.

This great tipping point

is Tera’s choice, joining

the Milky Way

for more light here.

The balance between

the light and dark

is tipping

towards light and love.

And ever, in a free will zone

we get to choose

how we see,

how we feel

and how we express that.

The light radiates from

Source within each of us

Not from the leaden sky’s

leaking frozen tears,

but from within our hearts,

from our souls

seeing the truth

of who we are.

Another loving aspect of Source

expressing the light.

Lizette Estelle Stiehr

February 24, 2012

Keep Your Eye on the Door

The monks next initiation

was frightful.

So many fellows

had not made it through

the hall of distractions.

He was next and

terrified of getting lost in there.

He asked his mentor for advice.

“keep your eye on the door

on the far side” he said.

Following that advice,

our monk entered the hall to

hails from friends,

so many glittering options.

But he did not take

his eye off the door.

He made it…..

initiation successful.

And you...

What defines your door,

as our life of

shoulds and to do’s

hails us in each moment?

Is your door

simply breathing

love in, love out?

Is your door

acts of kindness?

Or following the

still small voice within?

Is it meditating each day?

Are you keeping your eye

On your door?

Lizette Estelle Stiehr,

January 14, 2012

VALDEZ, ALASKA

Imagine,

in order to go

outside and play

you go the garage

and get an 8 foot ladder.

You open the ladder,

in a narrow plowed driveway

against the snowbank

that is your front yard.

Children climb the ladder,

strap on little snowshoes,

and hop

on top

of their yard

to play.

Wow.

Lizette Estelle Stiehr

January 12, 2012

I am in contact with friend in Valdez. This "story" and the pictures are thanks to Kristen Anderson.

Ordering Joy

The barista smiles

as I order

“Hot chocolate please

and hold the hot chocolate,

extra whipped cream

and sprinkles”.

A “drink” for a five year old,

unspillable in the car.

Coloring outside the lines.

Asking for dessert first,

asking for what you really want.

Asking for what will

bring you joy.

I wish we could

all so easily order

what brings us joy.

Lizette Estelle Stiehr

January 1, 2012

You Know You’re on Eluthera When

You know you’re in

the carribean,

when there are

three cupboards

full of glasses:

tumblers,

juice glasses,

wine glasses,

margarita glasses,

water glasses.

And a total of six cups.

No need for heat here-

the sun and

warm hearts

provide it.

No need for coffee here

island time

no hurries

no worries

mon.

Just smiles

and open hearts.

Lizette Estelle Stiehr

December 5, 2011

from one week on Eluthera, Bahama