Category Archives: Spoken and Written Word

Among the many opportunities for learning, sharing, and growing here at Angels Landing, is our “Spoken &Written Word” group. We share each other’s poems, essays, books in progress, on-line, or all are welcome to share their writings in person the first Friday of each month at Angels Landing from 1pm to 3pm.

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My soul is that of a young kitten,
bright-eyed with perky ears,
very keen to sights and sounds,
energetic, so playful
jumping and leaping
with tail high in the air-
maybe my soul’s antenna!

Should I discover my soul is NOT
a kitten, but a small fish,
I know I’ll be ready to swim
anywhere, anytime,

Jeanne Hubay©


Life is dynamic, not static at all, ever.
We are never completely satisfied.
We are never 100% “on top of things”.
We have periods of rest,
Then we get up and go again.

Life leads us in its dance.
And we follow.
Sometimes we can choose the music,
Sometimes not,
But the dance goes on.

This Thanksgiving Day, I give thanks
for my “dance partners”, my family, my friends.
You have swept me off my feet
with you caring, loving ways.
Add creative fun to our dance
and life is a Happy Dance!

Feel blessed,
Jeanne Hubay©

January Spoken & Written Word

“Affirmative the positive” was the theme at the January meeting of the writers from “The Spoken & Written Word.”

One Heart, One Mind

One Heart, One Mind

The Circle of Wise Women
chanted and swayed.
Voices and drums
rose with the fire.

The Circle of Wise Women
sing to Sisters on Earth.
To birth balance,
to birth Love.

The Circle of Wise Women
cradled and banded by Wise Men
One Power, One Love.
Father Sky, Mother Earth.

Two circles, two fires, two songs
One Heart, One Mind.
Chant, sing, join, birth

Marjory Smella

War and Peace

War and Peace

To win, surrender!
Win what, in a storm of losses?
Whoever has “more” wins?
Contradiction, paradox –
“giving up to win!”

Distractions invite busy-ness and
temporarily insanity!
The practice is now,
The lessons are now,
Resurrect, look up, let go–now!

Divine twinkling
“Word” – infinite and whole!©

Marjory Smella

Poetry Saves Lives


A poet stills herself
And listens
To words that monitor her heart rate
And beats out fret and strife
Words that vibrate hope and wonder.

Where does her mind go
When it  hears words
Written with quiet wonder
Or keen expectation of a
Glorious celebration?

Perhaps her mind lets go
And meshes with an unseen self
And makes a connection to All that Is –
Where no one or anything
Can interfere with her saving lives.©

                      Jeanne Hubay
                      June 15, 2014



How I cried out that I wanted you ­
a partner
a pal
a great friend.
Then you came and I cried even more.

As if I had to have
a bad guy in my life,
a reason to suffer and whine.
YOU – the guy with the stetson
standing at the end of the street ­
the one with the lightening draw!

YOU are not my shadow,
You are not my endless source.
You have shown me myself.
You have stretched me out.
You made me reach beyond us


Thank you!©

Marjory Smella

The Mind’s Eye

The Mind’s Eye.

To see a World in a Grain of Sand And a Heaven in a Wild Flower, Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand And Eternity in an hour. — William Blake
The mind’s eye dares build a dream of sand castles by some deemed impermanent, a fleeting image held capriciously against the winds of time.  Time either holds us as a constricting master of the slave, scattering vital energies, or at its best it serves as a dear friend, focusing thought through distilling lens to the essence of the moment, extracting an exactness containing All, revealing a way in which to experience Eternity.  Powerful creative energy fires from this single pointed Source, where dream gives birth to reality.©

By Karen Petersen

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I Am Yours

I AM Yours

Have Your way with me, then.
I have no plans.
I have no ideas.
I have no agenda.

I have longing.
I have desire.
I have love.
I have You.

I go to Nature.
I go to You.
I ask of You –
have Your way with me!©

Marjory Smella