My Birthday cake 2009 recipe

One heart
no fear of breaking it

salty tears
tons of smiles

trust in the Above
sinking down Below
silent time

joy of living
endless gratitude

determination and endurance
peace of mind
bleeding sorrow

patience of the saints
devotion to the Loved One

St Francis' prayer everyday
spark of creativity
a rocking Life
of His presence

I wouldn't want any other one.
It tastes

Thousand thanks to my wonderful guests and friends and to my beloved husband.

This time dedicated to me
When the holy thaws

A woman's body, like the earth, has seasons;
when the mountain stream flows,
when the holy

when I am most fragile and in need,
it was then, it seemed,
God came

God, like a medic on a field, is tending our souls.
Our horns get locked with desires, but don't hold yourself
too accountable; for all desires are
really innocent. That is what
the compassion in His
eyes tell me.

Why this great war between the countries -- the countries --
inside of us?

What are all these insane borders we protect?
What are all these different names for the same church of love
we kneel in together? For it is true, together we live; and only
at that shrine where all are welcome will God sing
loud enough to be heard.

Our horns got locked with the earth and sky in some odd
marriage ritual; so what, don't worry. We should be proud of
ourselves for everything we helped create in this
magic world.

And God is always there, if you feel wounded. He kneels
over this earth like
a divine medic,

and His love thaws
the holy in us.

~ St. Teresa of Avila ~

(Love Poems From God versions by Daniel Ladinsky)