Gratitude has Heaven in it.
Anonymous
Why write?
To learn and practice more
Deeply what I’m learning~
To integrate what I think and feel~
To pay the debt I owe to the ancestors~
To contribute what I’ve learned to humanity~
To help it mend and amend itself
While I am mending and amending myself.
"Your cards and notes and comments come from such a deep and holy place, and my similar place responds like a child waking up."
Elizabeth Oakes
"Alla, thank you for these [poems and writings]. Thank you for watching the world for us." Ruthanne Bullock
Anonymous
Why write?
To learn and practice more
Deeply what I’m learning~
To integrate what I think and feel~
To pay the debt I owe to the ancestors~
To contribute what I’ve learned to humanity~
To help it mend and amend itself
While I am mending and amending myself.
"Your cards and notes and comments come from such a deep and holy place, and my similar place responds like a child waking up."
Elizabeth Oakes
"Alla, thank you for these [poems and writings]. Thank you for watching the world for us." Ruthanne Bullock
Generous readers' response to the writings:
B. Michael St. Jacques You truly live the Gospel and Cry it out with your life and your craft. Your writings, all that I’ve read, are like a Living Stream of Living Water that flows deep from within your soul!
Thank you so much!
"You draw on waters of a well you have dug and filled, with a lifetime of spiritual reflections and observations about the cosmos and the human condition within that cosmos– emerging as truth dressed up in the magnificent language of poetry. You minister to us with poetic soul-talk of the highest order. Thank you for finding such a distinctive way to touch and teach me ~ us ~ in so many remarkable ways with your extraordinary spirit. Love, blessings, and shalom, Rolf Menachem Gompertz"
Revised Edition 1988 with an Epilogue~
"Dancing Under Burning Stars"
containing three new chapters:
"This is My Beloved,"
"Phoenix" and
"Coming Home"
B. Michael St. Jacques You truly live the Gospel and Cry it out with your life and your craft. Your writings, all that I’ve read, are like a Living Stream of Living Water that flows deep from within your soul!
Thank you so much!
"You draw on waters of a well you have dug and filled, with a lifetime of spiritual reflections and observations about the cosmos and the human condition within that cosmos– emerging as truth dressed up in the magnificent language of poetry. You minister to us with poetic soul-talk of the highest order. Thank you for finding such a distinctive way to touch and teach me ~ us ~ in so many remarkable ways with your extraordinary spirit. Love, blessings, and shalom, Rolf Menachem Gompertz"
Chalice Well, Glastonbury/Avalon
Paulist Press 1978
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To read an Interview with Alla~
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She opens the unseen door.
Published books by Alla Renée Bozarth~ covers:
Watercolor by Debra Halprin
http://www.halprinart.com/
Woman
on the Verge
She has already done
all the nurturing.
Things are in bloom.
all the nurturing.
Things are in bloom.
The potted plants carry on.
She turns her back on them.
They are sated and do not
feel rejected.
She turns her back on them.
They are sated and do not
feel rejected.
They are tending themselves.
She gazes ahead into the wild
garden and all the beyond.
She gazes ahead into the wild
garden and all the beyond.
Others will go on caring for
what she leaves behind her.
what she leaves behind her.
She moves forward into her vision,
unformed and forming.
unformed and forming.
She wears the flowering sun
for a dress, her arms become
budding branches.
for a dress, her arms become
budding branches.
Flowers encircle her,
birds of paradise and
floral bursts fanning
the sunrise on green
waves of creation.
birds of paradise and
floral bursts fanning
the sunrise on green
waves of creation.
Flames of creative passion
dance down her arms.
dance down her arms.
She is becoming herself.
Her hair the deep colors
of night fire or dawn, she begins.
Her hair the deep colors
of night fire or dawn, she begins.
She is not concerned
about hiding from others,
nor does she turn back
to face them.
about hiding from others,
nor does she turn back
to face them.
She allows no intrusions.
She is not distracted
by her own image.
by her own image.
What is behind her
no longer absorbs her
or binds her.
no longer absorbs her
or binds her.
She looks out the window,
not into mirrors.
not into mirrors.
Out there is the world,
the wild and the solitude also,
free of the negating voices
she sometimes has heard
when alone.
the wild and the solitude also,
free of the negating voices
she sometimes has heard
when alone.
Out there, sunlight and
all the living, and mysteries
of dark and full moon.
all the living, and mysteries
of dark and full moon.
Perhaps listening for wings,
she is still, but then
she opens the window.
she is still, but then
she opens the window.
She opens the unseen door.
She keeps moving forward
and into the light.
and into the light.
She carries weightless colors
of all future gifts yet to come.
of all future gifts yet to come.
She is ageless now,
on the verge of being
past yearning,
almost ready
to receive them.
on the verge of being
past yearning,
almost ready
to receive them.
Alla Renée Bozarth
From the unpublished book, Diamonds
in a Stony Field © 2013.
_______________________________________________________
Revised Edition 1988 with an Epilogue~
"Dancing Under Burning Stars"
containing three new chapters:
"This is My Beloved,"
"Phoenix" and
"Coming Home"
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There are still a few audiocassettes left for Reading Out Loud to God, A Journey through Grief and Dance for Me When I Die, but none left of Water Women ~
Bear Blessings Soul Cards
Graphic Art by Susan Lind-Kanne
Poetry by Alla Renée Bozarth
To Query, View More or Order~
Write to or call Susan Lind-Kanne at
http://bearblessings.com/
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or telephone~ 503-668-4140
or Fax~ 503-668-7627
Cards are individually prepared
and presented.
Stars in Your Bones: Emerging Signposts
on Our Spiritual Journeys
by Alla Bozarth (poems), Julia Barkley (paintings)
and Terri Hawthorne (feminist cultural commentary)
North Star Press of St. Cloud 1990
For descriptions and reviews of the titles go to the Interview/Books/Reviews/Vietnam page from the right margin menu on this main blog homepage: allabozarthwordsandimages.blogspot.com
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Soulfire
Between your eyes
there is a window
inward.
In the window
there is a candle
burning.
In the burning
there is communion
infinite.
In this
infinite
inward
burning ~
no death
no separation
Reach into
this intimate
inward flame
And remember
the Light
from which you came
♣
Alla Renée Bozarth
This
Mortal Marriage—
Poems of Love, Lament and Praise
iUniverse 2003
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