POETRY, MUSIC + ART
Like all of life, this page is a work in progress, so come back regularly to explore its additions. I'll be adding ancient and new writings and inspirations to give pause, give laughter, give love. Take a moment. Take it in.
Let your voice be heard, let yourself relax and BE as you are. The only thing for sure is there will be change!
Can you allow rain? Can you let sun shine? Can you surrender to flowers fading? Can you watch wind?
Can you allow thirst? Can you let hands warm? Can you surrender to skin flaking? Can you watch a sigh?
All the same. A masterful plan mirrors everywhere.
Can you allow tears? Can you let anger arise? Can you surrender to loss? Can you watch longing?
What is their name?
Water, Fire, Earth, Wind in Space create ripples and sensations. Observe then inside and out.
All there is: Awareness to Witness and Experience.
A W E
"Listen, I Love you. Listen, I care. Listen I want you to know I am here.
Listen, I'm with you all day and all night. Listen, I'm with you in darkness and Light.
Listen with your heart to hear what I say. Please, listen from stillness and you'll find your way.
Listen so deeply, beyond all your fears, Listen, The Truth of my Love and Peace...appears."
In my CD, a process to heart, c2003
Bubbling and bobbing, nurturing
Weaking havoc, changing, yet constant.
What was, was.
What happened, happened.
Coloured by twists and turns of time, Flowing in spurts and torrents, I chew the remains and then
He said, she said, I felt, I thought , We saw,
Colours, tastes, sounds, touches,
Smells rolling inside, suddenly present
All past - gone.
Yet shaping every action and mood,
Until analyzed, discussed prodded, proved,
Shared, released, enjoyed, accepted, framed.
Then release, letting go - on the breath of a deep sigh.
To return another moment causing smiles,
Pain, longings so deep that fears cannot reach
And again, gone.
Until a photo or memento jogs a variation on the theme,
Here with a new twist in an old groove.
This time I hold in total stillness embracing the remains
Until the echoes fade.
Peace isn't necessarily pretty. It may not be nice.
Peace is commitment to change,
From envy and hate
From fear and distrust
From seeing life one way
Change is the price of peace.
Peace is a process
To do what we must
To make our home a place we all want to
A place for you and me.
It f you think peace is pretty, remember
our stage, that peace needs to be birthed and to
Birth is labour, sweat, blood and grunting,
pushing to open
The girth of holdings
and tightness through
Birth is hard work: it's a thing we all did to be here, to
Open your mind
Listen with your heart
Expand your soul
Midwife new Births
Peace for us
A labour of Love.
Write away. This is what you need to say. Overcome Bias. Overcome fear. Overcome everything. that's why you are here. No a thing should worry oyour heart. keep it safe. Keep it apart. Keep it beating to keep you sound, and grounded and full and free. No thing matters. Rise above, Rise to caring and sharing on ly Love.
As long as you hold on to decayed ideas, emotions, feelings, thoughts, your head will have that clogginess too. Declog. Declutter. No Delay. Grab the day...today....I decluttered 27 things a day, for 9 days, and it made such a difference. Thank you Debra Poneman for this approach!