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.
conscious life
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!
Unfinished Business
How long has it been
since we left our secluded Nest?
Three years now, yes?
Hence, why now, your text,
your desire to reconnect?
You “miss me”
you say.
I am perplexed,
wary of this play.
We project unto others,
I’ve learned.
Can’t take it personal;
Can’t let it burn.
No accidents in this Life.
God’s Hand in all-
the good, the strife;
the rise, the falls.
What is the plan here?
Why now you call
after we disappeared?
Out of the blue?
Really is that true?
Did I subconsciously summon you?
Your re-emergence,
the unexpected answer
to a relentless prayer
born of a sharp life sidetrack
from which I can’t seem to get back?
You, a musician,
have you come back
as my physician-
to help me heal,
to bring me back to what is deemed “real”
to get my head out of the clouds
so I may dwell in the now?
And of you,
what is it you sought me out to do?
What of your deepest prayer
that brought me to your mind’s outermost layer?
What inspired the vulnerability
to risk bravely
to offer/say
might we again relate?
Perhaps, as no happenstance,
this right here,
merely a hallowed chance
for unfinished business from past
to mitigate current circumstance.
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.
Salt & Light
We are called to be
both Salt and Light,
to nourish
and shine bright;
to add needed spice
and much flavor
to Life;
to be and show
The Way,
to gently sway
while in play;
to be humble
and subtle-
yet also to sparkle;
to be of and from
The Earth,
and separate and apart-
a Shining Star
from afar
tasked to
in all ways
raise the bar.
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…
burgeoninc 