Securely me

Honesty moves a Daddy’s heart. He sees me as I am – so why shouldn’t I? Since this one who loves, first touched my being, He’s ever only called me into dreams.

Transparency is hard to value, when others seem quick to judge. Yet when I’m in the Spirit’s presence, my flesh just tingles as His fire disrobes my shame – and I am free!

Tranquility drapes expansively as I settle into love. The one who holds my gaze has eyes that flame and yet weep tears. He died to live that I might be, forever found securely me.

Author – Bill Tidsbury


Reaching beyond

I love you, my precious winsome one. You are the wind that flows over my world, shaping the trees, shaking the leaves, caressing the grasses, battering the ridge rocks, and moving the clouds.

You are my sun, warming my back, lighting my day, causing life to flourish and warming the cold things to become updrafts to your glory. You are the essence of the vastness of the world from a mountaintop. You stitch my horizons and seal me under the canopy of heaven.

You are the delight of life and the curiosity in a wondering eye, the tenderness of a love expressed, the joy of abandonment, the laughter of freedom, the bubble of surprise, and the steady hand of comfort.

You are mine and I am yours. I choose to live in that place, that moment of being yours!

Author – Bill Tidsbury

( An excerpt from my journals – seeking to express the felt connection  to the spiritual reality of the vastness of that being who exists outside of my natural world and lives in spirit.)

Until you sneeze

Sun – when it is frosty looks so nice!

Its warm, you say –

until outside!

Cold – penetrates and burns like fire!

Fiercely resists

life’s home fire.

Light – shines in life, sparking desire;

promising hope

feeding fire.

Shame – grabs by the throat

and shakes my soul-

getting my goat!

Sun’s Life –  opens laughter with childish ease,

tickles fancy

before you sneeze!

Shame’s cold -freezes hell and shatters peace,

until you sneeze!

Now- be free!

Author – Bill Tidsbury

Rising on wings

To look into eyes, you know you can trust,

to rest in the wonder of You,

it is such a journey, to walk hand in hand

and quiet my soul in your heart.

To laugh in your smile, to be face to face,

to open up wide and feel free,

its great just to dance in the bliss of embrace,

and feel that its great to be me.


To feel your heart pound, to feel your eyes gleam,

to know that I’m prized as I am,

its such a deep process to discover your fire,

to sing with your anthem that soars.

To rise up on wings, to float free and clear,

to see life from heights unexplored,

the mystery allures and sparkles with joy,

as who I am blends with your roar.

Author – Bill Tidsbury

Solitude’s intent


bares the soul,

and opens wide the silence

that quiets raucous noise.




clamouring voices within

that stir up hidden fears.




as I lose sight of living

and only seek to please.



comes as  breath.

Electric pulse that frees my heart

to be the hidden me.




vitality of being

that only I can see.



yet in love,

with my perfect counterpart.

Together we create.

Author – Bill Tidsbury