look up at The Sky!
notice a fluffy cloud,
deLight in its shapeshifting,
marvel at the Greater Why.
most importantly,
just
be
Here
now.
beauty
Freedom
A woman who chooses
to Be
without a Partner,
quickly comes to understand
the importance of
her self-confidence.
Dancing with Life-
amidst the moments of strife,
she counts her blessings,
remains attuned
to her endless lessons.
She sees the beauty in it all,
answers a resounding Yes
to Life’s clarion calls!
She breathes in
and through
when moments of loneliness
ensue,
knowing that this too
shall past,
darkness for long never last.
Peace
is made
with her perceived
regrets –
dates not taken,
suitors not met.
She cultivates
an ever deepening faith
in her Journey’s course
and perfect pace.
Less judgement,
more acceptance.
Less attitude,
more gratitude.
A commitment is made
to soften her Heart,
to come from a place
of compassion
from the start.
She believes that
all is as it was planned to be,
no conspiracy
nor great tragedy.
She does not
herself
deem unworthy,
too unsightly
to attract
suitable opportunities
for luscious intimacy.
Rather, in reality,
an unconventional beauty
is she,
one that cannot be seen
so readily
through the current lens
of the vast majority.
She is unencumbered
and free –
free to be completely she
in all her raw,
sexy,
phenomenal
glory!
Free to fly,
to touch beyond the sky,
swim beneath the sea,
turn water to wine –
all in service to humankind.
re-membering
three Little Birds
perched
on the Naked Tree.
the Tree
anchored
to a sheet of
white ice.
the Sky
so clear
and bright,
it startles the Eyes.
the Eyes
attached
to the human
being
intently watching,
closely listening,
slowly re-membering.
Beauty in The Bleakness
marveling at the resplendent Peacock 🦚
its extra-ordinary ability to in-gest
poison
and trans-form it into breathtaking, awe-inspiring Beauty.
reminds me of the Lotus 🪷
thriving in bleak
muddy waters 💧
ah, the lessons nature teaches
when we choose to slow down
listen intently,
look up & down & all around carefully,
really lean into
the Totality of Life,
this Moment,
each other.
opportunities abound everywhere
to trans-form the perceived mess and chaos
into gentle medicine for all;
into something vastly different than we’ve ever experienced –
more relevant, courageous, mature, and equitable.
there is unimaginable Beauty in this bleakness.
can you feel it?
Still-ness
Still-ness
is quiet
and slow;
a Mountain top
in lieu of
the marketplace;
blessed Solitude
chosen over
the complexities
of company.
Still-ness
is the Moon’s femininity
relative to
the Sun‘s great fiery 🔥
may we Be Stll
to know
to then act
from Heart 🙏
The Wisdom of Innocence
she teaches me –
my Little Niece–
a Guru from the day we met –
months into a pandemic.
she taught me
then
the feel of unadulterated Love –
startling in its immediacy and potentcy!
she continues to exemplify
curiosity and Surrendered play.
Innocence demands cultivating
patience and acceptance;
necessitates
being
there
fully
now
in Its Presence.
Innocence is exquisitely perceptive –
cannot hide for long
behind the “adult” masks.
she humbles me,
de-constructs me,
my Little Niece.
forever grateful 🙏
forever changed 🙏
The Illumination of Benevolence
The Stunning Presence
you see,
that is The Illumination of Benevolence.
The Eloquence
you perceive,
that is The Expression of Benevolence.
The Care
you feel,
those are The Hands of Benevolence 🙏
Empty vessels, we can be
when we surrender –
completely –
to Benevolence’s Will.
Then we consider
everyone, all beings
no thing left behind –
abandoned
forsaken.
Pop: Year Nineteen
nineteen years
since you transitioned
to The Other Realms
no father, no more
like yesterday
when you left
in the arms of the woman you Love
on the bed of your and hers first born
a massive stroke
quickly
dramatically
graciously
commenced your way back Home
your Heart the last to go
fittingly
as It defined you
and, hence, me,
your namesake
thank you
for coming to me
in dream
recently
a rare occurrence
so cherished 🙏
you are missed
here
your Presence still felt
here
there really is no ending
simply a change to the scenery
lack of self love
afraid
to be
to speak
Me.
default
to please
all
to swallow
poisons
to smile
though the Heart
aches.
where Love
for Self
has not yet
matured
lack of
enoughness
takes root
bringing
constant recrimination
guilt
angst
such heaviness.
in this vast wilderness
Hope
a tiny Voice
a faint Light
stirrings
of an innate
Self-Regard 🙏
UTERUS
been twelve years
today
since you’ve been gone 🙏
maceration on the in-side
then
pieces pulled out
bit by bloody bit
through three holes
drilled into
the abdomen.
from that point on,
a chapter closed:
in this Life Time,
no child
to come
through me,
pregnancy would manifest
differently.
since you’ve been gone,
much more emboldened –
the pieces of you
became my Wings 🪽
🙏
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