Eyes wide shut.
I’m sinking,
yet floating
deeper,
blissfully
into
Me.
With the descension
comes the ascension.
Light
unto
dark.
Sweet serenity
found
amidst
urban cacophony.
attention
Dear She,
start
right
now!
just do it!
commence
exactly
where you are!
step by step
is how
one goes far.
do not allow
fear and doubt
keep you from
your destined route.
believe in you
this, you must do
to live a life
big
juicy
and true!
can’t allow ego
to de-construct
and run amuck
spreading rumors,
like a malignant tumor.
you’ve played small
for far too long,
drinking in
the lies,
the poison,
others hold.
beloved, these,
not for your Soul.
no!
take a stand
for you,
for all,
for together,
we rise
and fall.
even as you stumble
and tremble,
know you are
more than able.
it’s all in you,
the things
you need
to spread
your considerable
wings!
be always
inspired.
please
don’t
against self
conspire,
perceiving another
much higher.
To each,
her own path,
her unique road,
long ago cast.
so, no compare,
only road from there
is utter despair.
instead,
see the common humanity
and fragilities
in all human stories.
bask in the ordinary
of your hero,
that which births
the extraordinary.
when One-
like you-
breaks through,
reclaims her Essential Truth,
remembers her Light,
we all shine bright,
we all take flight!
D.a.m.a.g.e.d
A childhood scar
from way back and afar,
suddenly delivered
on a plate
as if by fate
brought on
while in a heated state
with One’s Beloved Mate,
confidante,
friend.
Herein,
a blessed opportunity,
with careful attention
and mindful compassion,
to gently approach
the Little Girl
Within.
The One
etched
deep
in the Soul;
the one
that awaits
to be acknowledged
and finally
consoled.
So as,
to make
rich fodder
of the
unconscious
damage
now exposed
and told.
One
We are each other’s keeper.
Truly, I tell you,
it does not get much deeper.
Parts aplenty, we
to One Divine Body.
Sink or swim,
lose or win,
in it together,
we, all humans.
You over “there”
me, over “here”
only results in madness and fear.
Separation (space & time), not real,
merely an elaborate illusion to peel.
I am you;
you are me.
No mystery,
only Truth, reality.
All else,
insidious myths
that keep us bound
and far away
from everlasting bliss.
the kiss
still,
the most perfect
of my life.
back then,
I, a relative neophyte,
standing in unfamiliar land
with a seasoned ladies’ man.
he, skilled in the art of
seduction and tease.
me, scared, excited
and so very intrigued.
he, leans in
confidently.
me, inside, trembling
nervously.
our lips
lock
instantaneously.
my heart
stops-
literally.
in me,
some things have shifted-
a veil, heavy weights
have been lifted.
suddenly, inexplicable-
as if from an old
body memory-
I can give
and receive
pleasure
in equal measure.
exploring, digging ever deeper,
for boundless treasure
within, first, myself
and, then thus, the “other.”
I am
no longer me, no we-
just utter and complete transparency.
I have become untethered and free!
the depth, the intensity,
makes me oh so heady!
the Kiss
becomes an intricate dance-
at times, a fiery flamenco,
next a little funky disco-
we’re lost inside an exquisite trance.
so sublime,
we’ve no sense of space and time.
who am I?
judgement Monkey
jumping around
all upside my head
screaming
hollerin’
just plain carrying on.
“please go back to bed;
leave me the hell alone!”
i said.
you ignored me-
as usual-
instead.
determined to take over my mind;
to, again,
turn me against me,
cruel and unkind.
won’t let you, Monkey-
no, not this time!
for I am determined to see–
to see you.
to see Truth.
won’t let you drive me
back to that Abyss.
no, this time Monkey,
you will cease to exist!
i am determined to see
differently,
to be free of Monkey,
believe in me steeped in He.
to go toward the Light,
know all’s alright,
that this too shall pass,
for nothing ever lasts.
Slow-
I tend to go slow,
ever slightly dipping a toe.
Rarely rolling full out,
rather feeling…asking:
is it all right
or am I tight?
Doing the due diligence,
leaning heavily on Universal Intelligence.
Looking for flow;
getting to the Know;
hearing the Soul.
Letting it marinate,
low heat, slow pace-
this Taurus’ way.
From without,
them trying to me re-arrange,
and cast shadows of deep doubt.
They say:
“Way too slow, G.
You need to heed–
gotta move, gotta now go!
Don’t you know
life’s too short-
here one minute,
the next, poof, abort.”
Yeah, but…
I am me.
Please let it be.
Don’t need more anxiety.
The Birth will come…
eventually,
organically,
when fully ready.
To each, their own.
We sing our unique songs-
some short & fast,
others slow & long.
No right, no wrong.
Saṃsāra
Where do Souls go
when in flesh no more?
How do they choose
what next body to use?
What memories of the pasts
are let go of-freed-at very last?
What unfinished business
sets the tone for the next visit?
The life of a Cosmopolitan Sardine
I feel trapped
like a caged rat
no room to read
let alone breathe
little in the way of personal space
with strangers, nearly face-to-face
signal problems and delays
prolong the agony and the pain
very few smiles
many more scowls
odors jarringly unfamiliar
compete with daring young dancers
to the senses, viciously assault
without so much a second thought
hey, this is New York
ain’t nobody give a f***!
suck it up, yo’!
don’t you know
this is the price paid
the sacrifice made
for the privilege
of residing
in this space-
beyond congested, yes,
but also
the first, the Greatest
City on Earth!
you make it here
Sinatra swears
you make it anywhere
just be aware
that it’ll cost ya
claustrophobe ya
relentlessly contain ya
hot or cold
young or old
this is how
the N to the Y to the C
rolls…
See
I am
determined
to see –
to really see.
This feels like
the whole point
of my unique human journey-
to see me more clearly,
to experience the unity of we,
to grasp the oneness that is our humanity.
So much distraction to Universal Truth.
So much to unearth and uproot
within the mind,
which when ego-blind,
leads to acts violent and words so unkind.
We are in this together,
from the very beginning, each other’s keeper.
One Heart,
One Love,
One Mind,
One Body.
One Shepherd, and we, His sheep.
Now is not the time
to bitterly whine
and then fall sound asleep.
No!
Lest we will continue to reap
that which we
did not consciously
intend to sow.
I am
determined
to see,
to pray
everyday:
Lord, open wide my eyes,
cast off the crusty old lies
and the illusions
that cause hysteria and mass confusion.
Let there be Light,
only True Sight-
no more black or white.
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