More than the greatest love the world has known, this is the love I give to you alone. More than the simple words I try to say, I only live to love you more each day.~Norman Newell
I’m sitting on a chair just after rain
washed the morning. Birds exalt from treetops.
John carries the brisket–well injected
and rubbed–to the smoker. It’s Saturday.
Introducing August in cool breezes
teasing precious drops from the maze of leaves
above me. Investing my currency
singing Present! in tune, open-hearted.
Oh, there’s no rhyme or reason in this verse.
I am alive and thriving, can you tell?
Releasing triggers as they find me whole
and dancing, in love, my heart reveals more.
Inspired by: Exalt, Precious, Maze, Introducing, and the Stream of Consciousness Saturday prompt to start the post with the word “more.”
And the quiet pacing and simplicity of Matt Monro’s cover of the song More (ti guardero nel cuore translates to look inside my heart.)
We take a handful of sand from the endless landscape of awareness around us and call that handful of sand the world. ~Robert M. Pirsig
I open to this new experience
though I feel fear. That’s just an artifact
from ruins. The sun’s intense, convinces
me to stay in love despite your intractable
stance, your clamoring–I project
this all so I can see you’re mirroring
what I once named toxic. Now I respect
what’s real when our triggers commence roaring.
Isn’t this life wild? Riding our passions
leads us to flow. We sing in joy and praise
the true foundation of our compassion
when we cease fighting and enjoy our days.
Nights we spend pondering constellations.
Planets hang low, the waxing moon unites
focused love. Put down the sky app. Listen
to harmony above. Allow delights.
Ask yourself: what is the underlying basis of reality?~Jon Rappoport
In each shocking moment send your grounded
zing deep and high and widening torus
sheer joy flows this way, the present sounded
like a bell—your ringing being porous
—the opposite of perfunctory claiming
unready, so scurry to define
racism deep-woven culture proclaiming
nothing’s here, all’s good, everything’s fine—
The new skies demand the way out of doors
tumbling barefoot, energy’s aligned
so many shouting in the distance, floors
and foundations crumbling, so much to mine
Shh. Be still. Imagination wild now,
eyes open, play a what-if game, or dream
a new paradigm. I’m sure you know how.
Give-receive each gift with deep listening.
Inspired by: Scurry, Perfunctory, Unready and Racism.
Featured image is a rose of sharon blossom with the kaleidoscope effect.
From this pergola, inky darkness pierced
by a waxing silver fingernail moon,
I ascertain the sky clock, pure and fierce
and calling for attention all too soon
for the ungrounded masses’ energies
expended on disclosure, frittering
their true currency. To reach synergy
relinquish bickering by twittering
catchphrases and slogans founded in lies.
The truth flows easily like water though
in this desert there’s no holding. Sunrise
brings vast vistas impossible to slow
we realize we must embrace the taste
love brings even to the bitterest things.
Eyes on the skies, feet on the ground, all haste
released. In the now open hearts and sing.
Soundcloud recording here.
Inspired by: Inky, Fingernail, Ascertain and Pergola.
“Sometimes I felt like a hueman kaleidoscope, a walking collection of shattered glass with bits of crazy color churning inside me.” ~Mad About Hue: A Memoir in Living Color
My stout heart seems friable in this mist
as morning spits then pauses. That’s thunder
or a heavy truck. The muted sounds hiss.
My skin accepts the kiss and I wonder
how this epic life unfolds. This moment
bliss as I let go of expectations
I’d been holding, creating such torment
heedless, blind, soothed by pithy placations
yet all is well from the initial sight
all the beliefs I’ve bundled to protect
needless, I’m untouchable now love’s light’s
illuminating shadows I project.
Inspired by: Initial, Stout, Epic and Frangible.
Featured image leaves from a great sugar maple, using the kaleidoscope effect.
In fact, the deeper you explore the concept of freedom, the more you realize that creating something new, and creating that occurs outside a tight chain of prior cause and effect, are very much a part of what freedom means. Understanding these factors should be liberating.~Jon Rappoport
These planets hang low, ripe and attentive
arriving early in the aid designed
out of time. Repeat their names, retentive
in the grid-fail conversations defined
in lost books, ancestral lore metaphor
streamlined efficacy to pass secrets
why we’re who we are, what this world is for
new cycle ushers in, erasing debts
and enslavement. In the foretold crumbling
of the narrative, we rise insightful
creativity our birthright rumbling
now as we imagine free delightful.
Inspired by: Conversation, Aid, Design and Efficacy.
Featured image by Space.
Happy Day of Universal Peace and Galactic Freedom
This is a beautiful place, magical
bird messengers cajole the breeze. Solar
gifts are streaming down, sun gazing eyeful
I’m beside myself moving in pure flow
when I uncouple now from time’s driving
check in with my future self, this discrete
being an illusion, all that striving
just a game. Breathe in and out. Now repeat.
Inspired by: Magical, Cajole, Discrete, Driving and the Stream of Consciousness Saturday prompt: check/cheque/Czech.
“We are living in a time where large cleaning processes show us the massive amount of collective fear that is arising. If we combine that understanding with presence, it’s an amazing moment for humanity to deepen our grounding and the connection to our embodiment. Without presence, I will only be scared and frightened and will allow fear to run my decisions.”~Thomas Huebl
The trees are dripping light and tender drops
of rain they’ve held as if this ray of sun
is calling us each to let go, look up,
receive the sweet abundance, rightful one!
We emerge from old stories once precious
cast aside as new creations shake us
awake. Ascend in this now precocious
losing fear, rejoicing our love takes us
to the central core: who we are and more
why we together gather here awake.
I offer you insights, hardwon, implore
open space! Now is no time to waste.
Soundcloud recording here.
Inspired by: Sweet, Space, Precocious and Rightful.
A rabbit’s munching clover, ears alert.
The weeds have spread to cover all the dirt.
Deep in the dark, tears trickled down my cheek.
I embraced sorrow, these feelings I seek.
No longer moody, filled with angst, these days
I step into the flow and ride the waves.
And when they’ve passed, I find I liberate
what I construed as iron bars, a cage
of my own creation, limitations
I erected, never suspected. Gates
open only in the now. This is how
new earth emerges, living in the tao.
Inspired by: Easygoing, Moody, Liberate and Construe.
Many are swayed into choosing sides or saviors, because it gives them comfort with the vivid unknown that is 2020. Let those aspects have their experience, and try not to be disheartened by the dismantling (even your own).~Sandra Walter
I begin to move through the universe
calling to myself to rise from deep sleep
in all my dimensions, a coded verse
that stirs clarity as the meanings seep
through my impetuous ways. I hear you
as I claim my shadow, faint rumbling
or a high sweet bell, just a glimpse near you
I remember this! before tumbling
into now. Dim memories rise and I
suspect what I reject needs all my love.
I will not watch it burn, nor dignify
its passage; this is ordained from above
our comprehension. Be here now! This year
awakens escalations of tension
as we see, integrate, release our fears
stepping one by one into ascension.
Inspired by: Impetuous, Glimpse and Suspect.