August 29, 2012 § Leave a comment
it’s almost as if
has suddenly realised
that I am
not going to give in to it’s craving and desire
and in doing so
is in mourning
February 15, 2012 § Leave a comment
is not to take this so seriously
is to stand in the darkness and and remember that you see this same when you close your eyes …
and since you know you are safe there
you are also
with eyes wide open
February 12, 2012 § Leave a comment
i am wondering about being in the present moment when the present moment is one of heaviness and deep sadness.
i suppose this means not to negate it but to melt into it.
surrender to it
but this can be hard because … here i am again … enveloped in sadness
perhaps it is fighting it that prolongs it.
perhaps if i AM with it in this very moment the connection will be made and the train will pass without me actually boarding.
perhaps being in the moment with it will give it the acknowledment it craves. its own form of hugs a snuggles.
and then it will be on it’s way to play somewhere else. off to the playground where heaviness is its joy.
but not here. not here in this body and mind and soul.
let this pass.
ged / 2.12.12 <3
[submitted also on reikiflower speaks blog]
February 6, 2012 § Leave a comment
today from the flames
to burn down the cathedrale of my soul
emerged not a phoenix
standing on his back legs with arms outstreached
he simply smiled
‘what are you waiting for – let’s dance and build something stronger and new’
i am not sure i can dance. these legs are weary with the weight of my heart
‘what in heavens name is your heart doing in your legs?’, said he.
and with that he turned and wiggled and jigged a jig. and looking back over his shoulder made one last comment,
‘follow or don’t. but regardless. dance.’
December 6, 2011 § Leave a comment
the living from every inch and nook and crany
until there is ony dust
and arid space where life once was
there is need for a container to enclose it
the life returns
the meds rain down
for there is nothing here
in this moment
but the winds of time
November 3, 2011 § Leave a comment
stripping down to otherness
separated by a thin veil
an invisable line
i feel like a dog pacing
on the wrong side of the fence
i want to be