A Mourning


A Mourning |
These days I have felt like a shadow of myself,
Like losing you stripped away the meat and sinews of me leaving a spectre to haunt my world…
My breaths feel empty, not carrying enough weight to make water vapor in the freezing air…
My steps are weighted by my clothes that hang from form like a ill-fitting mannequin, hollow stiff, and way too pale…
And when I pass by windows and mirrors only a haze looks back at me with smokey unfeeling eyes…
– dahlia holmes  Tuesday, January 12th, 2016 6:30 pm


Wiffle Ball Zen


Deep Places | Be the wiffle ball
Be a complete ball with space to embrace more….
Be open to aerodynamic-ness of the universe…
Allow it to flow through you as you in turn flow through it…
Let your natural glow shine, even if Neon Orange is considered odd for a ball…
You have a higher purpose than to just to be thrown-hit-caught….
Remember, even with holes in you, in deep waters, You Float…
You are from the original mold, remember always who you are.
– dahlia holmes Friday, January 8th, 2016 3:15 pm

Feeling Some Type of Irie


That sky though…
That cotton candy,
Puff the Magic Dragon
Trippy kind of ethereal gauze like wonder that sucks you up and leaves you floating on some kind of cloud nine happy that makes you forget that it hurts to to be earthbound in a crowd of strangers crushing in on your 3 foot square of personal breathing space wishing for that yelloworangepinkwhite fluff of water vapor magic to fill your starving soul.
-dahlia holmes Thursday, January 7th, 2016 4:19 pm



You pass through me,
At times like a howling wind,
Others, like the softest breeze
Teasing at my insides,
Tugging the joy out of me.

When my life gets tunnel vision,
You bring me back to the wide angle view…
And remind me of all the beauty that lies in peripheral vision.

You remind me that between the blurs of life passing,
There is that unwavering anchor point,
That steady heartbeat that resting my ear just so,
Reminds me to keep breathing.
– dahlia holmes Saturday January 2nd, 2016 9:25 pm



Emergence |

I want to take the time to wish you all the good that the year can bring, a life lived to the fullest each and everyday, and Sunrises, beautiful, breath giving sunrises, to greet you each morning.
I wish your heart sanctuary, where you and the all consuming can fellowship and commune together. I wish you safety within your soul, within your relationships, within your lives, and divine guidance for each step, and decision you make.
And for this year, and all the years to come, I wish you Enough: that in all things you will have what you need, and you will have enough to share, and so complete the circle.
May each breath you take this year be a testament to the strength of belief, the fortitude of purpose, and the wonder and might of love.
Let us not forget the truth that binds us all together…that we, against the ravages of time, the fickleness of memory, and strain of distance, have come through one more year together. With unimaginable possibilities this year for our friendship to grow, and our love to make a difference in the world. – dahlia holmes