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Posted: 7/19/2009 3:58:54 AM | bringing home a couple more written on this pond's shore....
to combine within the whole we each desire to fill
yet if we stop the searching or trying to be empty
spirit will be felt naturally
within and without spirit is visible again
for we are never really separate 'cept in our imagination.....
if we could just remember to not fill our days completely
if we could remember to leave times to be.... quietly....
if we could remember to not listen to our mind all the time
then we can see even to breathe is so sublime....
then our deepest connections we can feel
our unity with all they say is the real deal
and when we can just be with our uncertainty
then life is filled with wonder joyfully
then life becomes a dance of mystery
First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 7/18/2009 3 23 AM | |
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Posted: 7/19/2009 4:01:27 AM | we are in a large conference meeting room
all around are Indian wall hangings
floating in the air floating deep voices chanting
and one higher powerful female one
i am at an Amma gathering
i am taking it in
i am letting go
i am receiving
i am giving my attention fully
we are waiting
we are watching
we have driven far
and it is midnight now
we are here to dance
we are here to dance African
in this huge traditional Indian gathering
India Indian
Amma energy
Amma love
it is 1am
the chanting is building in strength
now it changes as her hugging begins
one by one or two by two
she hugs you
it is 2am
it is time to dance
we begin with an Indian chant
as we enter the platformed stage behind her
as stillness grows in meditative repose
suddenly the drum rhythm changes
we jump into strong African movement
rising in energy
rising in fire
rising in joy
releasing into love
offering the dance in love
no longer are we dancing
the dance is dancing us
as Amma keeps hugging
it is 3am
we are in line
we are waiting
moving up single chairs all in a row
this is a meditation in itself
as we come closer energy rises
instructions are spoken softly and clearly
as the one in front moves away
you will come right in front of her
the stool will be moved right behind you
sit down knees straight facing her
a cool tissue is wiped on your face
you do as you are told
quickly she takes you to her bosom
holding you close
you can smell the most heavenly incense
as she holds you and speaks in your ear
you want to give her your pain
you want to release
you release into her hug
she lets go and quickly puts something in your hand
you move away almost in a daze
returning to the small group of dancers
returning to your sisters
you finally look within your hand
to see your gift
a chocolate kiss and a single flower petal
hours later as you drive the two hours home
the most heavenly smell keeps rising
she is still with you
Amma
you remember the translation of her whispers in your ear
'my daughter, my dear daughter, my daughter'
last night's journey
written on rosie's reflections thread
Posted: 7/16/2009 8 27 PM | |
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Posted: 7/22/2009 3:21:09 AM | more gathering.....
First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 7/19/2009 8 53 AM
feeding from the sun
now that's fun
looking upwards to the sky
soaring eagles gracefully fly
taking us with them
on eagle eye vision
raising our consciousness high
with eagle sense wisdom
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Posted: 7/19/2009 11 15 AM
thus may you reach those places far
walking sacred peaks upon a star
exploring aspects of all that we are
the dark and the light
and all shades of grey
the day and the night
each essential part of the universal play
connecting us all through the air that we breath
connecting us all in a spiral of energy
travelling through each level and energetic band
from high above land
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Posted: 7/22/2009 3:22:25 AM | sleeping angel from long ago
visiting in your dreams
visiting in your vision
bringing you love from afar
and from within....
an hour glass slowly pouring sand
saying time is passing
is just a symbol....
time
no time
relativity
it's all
all ways
now
Pull up a chair
Posted: 7/19/2009 9 35 AM | |
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Posted: 7/22/2009 3:23:28 AM | defiance
defying
denying
surrendering
transforming
becoming
accepting
acceptance
deliverance
replenishing
regenerating
recomposing
decomposing
discounting
disclaiming
discovering
defiance
Mandrake's House by the Fire
Posted: 7/19/2009 11 14 AM | |
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Posted: 7/22/2009 3:26:32 AM | LAST LINE REPEATED STANZAS using 8 lines
Posted: 7/19/2009 11:35:37 AM
this part's easy until feelings now stutter
you want to express but don't dare utter
the words you fear will end the happiness
perhaps by delving into deeper aspects of closeness
you moved beyond the safety boundary
into areas you know are sensitive territory
you want to feel you're in this together
but you know deep down you're friends, not lovers
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Posted: 7/20/2009 11 30 PM
I could have known sooner I meant nothing to you
when you slept turned away day after day
I knew it was more than a clue....
Our inability to share our love just wouldn't do
internally we lived just passing through
externally our vows were no longer true ....
For neither of us could really break through
the wall had grown stronger and blocked our loving view
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Posted: 7/22/2009 2 54 AM
adieu
and au revoir...until we meet again....
for nothing really ends
even life with its twists and bends
they say just moves to a new track
when we finally stop all hurtful attack
when a body as we know it...we lack....
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Posted: 7/22/2009 3:28:19 AM | through hardships and fun
life is a teacher of lessons
sometimes feeling like we're on the run
dreaming of a past or future heaven
wishing for the present to be a different one
but life is a teacher of lessons
through our multi-layered interaction
through getting to know men, women and children
through doing some things out of our comfort zones
through learning to express distress without angered tones
through seeing the blessing even in our frustration
through knowing we can survive better without ammunition
through realizing all we ever say, do or feel comes to fruition
through respecting every part of our earth education
through learning to know deeply the real united nation
through loving everyone and everything as a blessing in our evolution
First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 7/20/2009 3 06 AM | |
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Posted: 7/22/2009 3:29:26 AM | unwritten and unspoken
the line of connection is never broken
no matter what words one might say
truth is relative to the time of day
truth is relative to the scene in the play
truth is what resonates within one's soul
what you instantly feel
when recognition takes hold
First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 7/20/2009 6 41 PM | |
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Posted: 7/22/2009 3:30:20 AM | the pessimists that call me a dope
for seeing the blessing and trying to cope
for knowing the lesson is do more than hope
for being a 'living prayer' in action and scope
good intentions are always wonderful
but they are not going to make up for being irresponsible
when the world is collapsing in war and in debt
when it seems our evolution is going backwards....and yet
with all the distress and obvious crisis
something in me feels we are evolving
our awareness of our unity is a metamorphosis
teaching us as our world keeps revolving
First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 7/20/2009 10 47 PM | |
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Posted: 7/22/2009 3:32:08 AM | dance is
freeing
surrendering
moving to the beat
silently can be just as sweet
releasing from your feet
letting your body take you
where energy awakens in you
transformation
returning you
to you
where no level of judgement exists
where nothing is 'bad' or 'good'
where everything just is
where real freedom lives
resistance will show
heart's pumping pulse will grow
the face will take on a glow
even if your energy is low
all you are you know
through the dance
you'll awaken
to your feelings
to the joy within
to the sadness too
for nothing happens by chance
every second finds purpose
you become thought'less
where deeper levels move us
beyond us
connecting us
all in the dance
Old Souls......only
Posted: 7/21/2009 6:00:37 AM | |
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Posted: 7/22/2009 3:34:44 AM | Snapshots: 21 July, 2009
Posted: 7/21/2009 8:07:26 AM
my garden is watering me
delightfully with curiousity....
watching a very alert young red fox
black nose and paws passing through quickly
seems so thin in the rain with wet fur
perhaps in search of food.....
flying flash of light catches my sight
three cardinals sitting in a tree
one pale coral brown
one light scarlet
one bright red so vivid in the green
three cardinals sitting in a tree
coral brown flies off
light scarlet follows her immediately
bright red flies in the other direction....
just goes to show females don't always go
for the most colourful
sigh....meant to make this poem less real and more poetically visual...
less rhyme and more sublime....but, sadly, it came out as it did....with a moral...
and yet, it is what went through me watching those three....
curiousity definitely peaked in these brief moments....
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Posted: 7/22/2009 3:35:51 AM | my love, my heart, my life
not functioning so well when i was a wife
married quite young in fairytale heaven
moving abroad to marry an Englishman
when i 'should've' been at my college graduation
but life here had become full of disillusion
four years of college for a degree with no profession
so when i met a lovely BBC cameraman
who was also a committed Arican
got swept off my feet and moved to join him
First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 7/22/2009 3:07:10 AM | |
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Posted: 7/26/2009 5:20:15 AM | more coming homeward bound...some written as WeAre1, some as Moon Willow.....
Cinquain on the Membrane
7/23/2009 2:17:29 AM
with grace
we walk our days
and travel into night
lifted on eagles' wings in flight
we soar
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7/22/2009 9:56:26 PM
cherished
life is precious
passing could be such bliss
surrendering to happiness
pure love
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Posted: 7/24/2009 3:15:53 AM
my love
silently sits
pondering happiness
no longer containing itself
i smile
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Posted: 7/26/2009 5:27:25 AM | a flat grey light greets me this morning
no sun shining and no rain falling
trees' green leaves reflecting the grey
an odd beginning to this summer day
and through the grey now i can see
rain is soon to be watering me
~ In 6 Lines or Less ~
Posted: 7/23/2009 312 AM | |
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Posted: 7/26/2009 5:28:28 AM | eternity's embrace
is always here
in each heavenly face
that's far or near
see the sparkle in the eyes
even when dark clouds fill the skies
there's a glow about the place
filled with sacred grace
First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 7/24/2009 3 02 AM | |
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Posted: 7/26/2009 5:33:18 AM | last night a new name came to me
though i can't claim originality
for a friend from england inspired me....
she had done
something of native american origin
so i tried it too
and that is how i came to be
'moon willow'
for that is the name
with which it identified me
based on various aspects
of my personality....
it went on to say
i would follow my own way
no matter what people might say
and i have to admit
there was a sort of kinship
when it named me moon willow
feeling the grace of that tree
mixed with some lunar magic
(and i do weep easily
when sadness and bliss fill me :) ....
so a new name i be
quite reversed from the one i used previously
where before i tried to convey a message of unity
now i've taken on an identity
more of individuality....
and yet the lunar tide
touches all from deep in earth
reaching far across the sky
so maybe my new identity
connects deeply at our core
as the willow bends towards the water
teaching us all strength through flexibility
the moon keeps shining through you and me
always a reminder of our ancient eternity
The Fireside
Posted: 7/24/2009 3 59 AM
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Posted: 7/26/2009 5:34:53 AM | i know not what to say
but wished to send a hug your way....
your day sounds so very blessed
full of joy and happiness.....
when simple things bring gentle comfort.....
smiles escaping from our lips
sharing a warm and easy friendship....
a twinkle brightly lights the eye
while seagulls call loudly flying by....
the stones are hard beneath
yet as we rest our feet
our energy is one of relief.....
today was indeed very blessed....
when friendship touches us
there is bliss upon emptiness
riding the wave of gentleness
Pull up a chair
Posted: 7/24/2009 6:06:08 PM | |
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Posted: 7/26/2009 5:40:51 AM | Old Souls......only
Posted: 7/24/2009 8 28 PM
ahhh...the swallows return....
but really i don't see why angels can't grin....
i mean, why does it always have to be
demons present at these swallowings?
actually
perhaps both could be smiling while witnessing
perhaps both could be laughing
knowing it's all false advertising
knowing our dividing and labelling demon and angel
was a man-made split in the sacred courtship
we destroyed with our belief in animal,
nature, and human ownership
we split everything into opposite realms
creating division of such immense proportion
now is seen in great distortion
now is felt like waves of the ocean
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Old Souls......only
Posted: 7/25/2009 4 56 AM
found better last lines to my mini rant above....
'now' is seen in great distortion
'now' is felt in time-spent commotion
we ride the waves cast on the ocean
pretending we can't see through the fluidity
pretending we are not living lives of insanity
pretending we don't know the direction we go
pretending we can't feel the crisis upon us
'now' is almost impossible for us to know
because 'now' was lost in our creation of time
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Posted: 7/26/2009 5:42:14 AM |
I prefer to de-evolve naked in the trees
or perhaps re-evolve with less dis-ease
to return to my tribal roots and way
to honour all of nature and be in dismay
of each moment in our heavenly kingdom
always remembering our sacred freedom
for we choose what we do each day to the next
we choose to lose our compassion as if under a hext
we pretend we don't know all the cruelty we inflict
we lie to ourselves and all of our fellowship
we pretend we are the only ones who exist on this trip
when really there is no individuality or duality
but unity is at our core and we thrive in friendship
always waiting at each closed door
to open and enter with awe
we will never return as we were before
but we can be at least momentarily
blessed beings full of humanity...
this is what we were created for
First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 7/25/2009 4 17 AM | |
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Posted: 7/26/2009 5:42:59 AM |
we affectionately think of as our family home movies
hidden away being saved for a rainy day
when we wish to see our uninhibited sexuality
for really that's why you married me
knowing i could use a whip as part of our courtship
and give you the pain you thought might gain
a new edge to your reaching for pleasure and pain
walking that precarious ledge with your twisted cane
LAST LINE REPEATED STANZAS using 8 lines
Posted: 7/25/2009 4 16 AM
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Posted: 7/26/2009 5:43:59 AM |
everything else is so absurd
running through life so fast
sometimes squawking like a bird :)
forgetting to look around
and see the beauty
forgetting to look within
and feel the sacred kingdom
forgetting to stop and breathe
forgetting to stop and be
sharing the moment always
with heartfelt company
one day maybe
stroking the brow tenderly
right now all is imaginary
and yet kinesthetically
we can feel it as real
just by reading the words
expressed on this page
letting it go beyond
the imaginary stage
but feeling the body relax
feeling the touch of gentleness
feeling beneath the soft grass
feeling the earth support us
feeling the air upon the skin
feeling one with everything
there is magic here
when words go deeper
than just some images on a page
they become art
when they touch the heart
connecting one to another
feelings rise of sister and brother
or remembered lover....
and all the while
there's a tear in my eye
wishing sometimes
i really could fly...
Pull up a chair
Posted: 7/26/2009 4 34 AM
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Posted: 7/31/2009 3:58:19 PM | time to gather....again some written as * moon willow *, some as WeAre1....
guess I've been literally a split personality these last couple of weeks :)
the summer rain has been falling here
gathering so much moisture
trees and ground are not brown this year
but bright green like in England
bringing me lovely reminiscing
as the Cape now looks so ripe and plentiful
growing in bounty and truly beautiful.....
while within this garden of Eden
many are seriously suffering
with health abandoning
under the stress economically
for you have to be pretty rich now
just to survive even meagerly.....
i feel the pain of so many suffering
while the rich keep coming annually
on their summer holiday with the family
and yet i find myself wondering
has not this crisis affected everybody?
it seems when there is world-wide pain
that is when many give up the game
we come together in welcome unity
we gather as one with more humility
and in humbleness we see more equality
despite the extremes and lack of harmony....
despite the obvious imbalance.....overwhelmingly...
despite the fact that few choose sobriety....
we are such a consumer society
while not coincidentally
so many are turning to spirituality
that reminds us constantly
of our essential unity....
that reminds us repeatedly
we are beings of humanity....
that reminds us unequivically
we are one in heart, mind, spirit and body
i welcome this awakening
where more are aware like never before
trusting and hoping way beyond fantasy
our unity will guide us to waters that are not so stormy
unity will carry our awareness into action in reality
unity will inspire us with more acts of kindness
honouring each person from the richest to the poorest
for despite the areas that are steeped in hierarchy
when viewing from far away, there is only one humanity
reflection of past year into the future...
Posted: 7/26/2009 5 17 PM | |
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Posted: 7/31/2009 4:00:17 PM | more
always wishing for more
as if there is never enough
too many wanting too much
too many thinking we need extra stuff
our homes are overflowing....our closets are full
still we want more from that addicted pull
never stopping to feel truly grateful
LAST LINE REPEATED STANZAS using 8 lines
Posted: 7/28/2009 4:02:15 AM | |
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Posted: 7/31/2009 4:01:27 PM | let us be happy for a while
feeling bliss with sacredness
seeing our faces glow with a smile
sending each other a heart-felt kiss
let's come together off cyber space'ness
where real hugs can be shared
and real laughter be heard
where we will dance until the morning light
a fire warming us through the night
hearing our voices sing and play
feeling our energy welcome the day
and in the morning with no warning
we find we have returned home again
utterly enriched from finding our brethren
renewed and refreshed sharing our nocturnal heaven
First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 7/28/2009 4 33 AM | |
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Posted: 7/31/2009 4:04:11 PM | it has been a very long long time
since i truly had a valentine
each year the day of love comes to be
full of blessings for so many
watching as cards and flowers
are exchanged so lovingly
and while their love sheds light on me
to participate would be really lovely
i know i'm totally in the wrong season...sorry :)
First Line, Last Line (Part Deux)
Posted: 7/26/2009 945 AM | |
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