sacred cauldrons,
we are,
co-created,
guided,
emptied and filled.
brimming to overflow,
bubbling,
simmering gently,
fed by the eternal
crackling
Flames.
aromas wafting
through
and across
the realms.
spiritulaity
dissipates difficulties
that part,
she,
the one who quickly
dissipates difficulties,
who is she?
where did she come from?
how old were we
when she first emerged ?
curious
and
eager to thank her.
she kept us alive,
afloat,
here, in body, now.
to her, I wish to say:
I am ready, Dear One,
to feel,
to trust,
the difficulties
you hurried
to take away.
I am ready to allow
the difficult bits
the spaciousness
to burn 🔥
to reconfigure us
from the inside out.
Soft and Slow
Memories,
cannot access many –
blurry,
scary,
unwelcomed
they are.
Better to keep locked deep –
for now.
The time may come
to visit certain memories,
one by one,
soft and slow,
well resourced,
strongly grounded,
begin to see
the memories differently,
to heal the broken Heart,
melt the frozen bits,
integrate it all,
emanate a clearer frequency.
Treasure Trove
Submerged!
Buried alive!
your Voice,
your Courage,
your Original Face.
Do not despair.
No one to blame.
Nothing forever lost.
Never to late.
Life has her mysteries,
rhythm,
and timing.
Your Treasure Trove
now recovered,
bring it up –
slowly,
tenderly –
from The Ocean’s Floor.
Open with curiosity,
reclaim
your Voice
your Courage,
your Original Face.
money
money –
conflicted:
a source of evil
or
a manifestation of
abundance?
a burden or a savior?
both?
a matter of perspective,
born of ancestral perceptions.
at its core
like all things human,
simply neutral,
money,
a blank screen
for our fears and projections.
stripped to The Bone
Life
will strip you
all the way down
to The Bone,
to your very Essence,
when you surrender –
holding absolutely
nothing
back!
Succumbing to The River,
arms wide open!
Receptive,
softening the jaw,
the breath,
the doubt.
Being,
present,
feeling it all –
the fear,
the angst,
the panic,
the tenderness!
Relent!
Resistance is futile!
As Life takes the reigns,
Radical Trust
becomes the curriculum.
The madness of the mind
melts
into the background –
its rightful place –
in deference
and service
to its Master,
the grounded Heart.
Be You
a bit of a contemplative time,
going within,
diving deep –
deeper than ever before,
meeting and making friends
with all the variations
and parts of Me.
Listening
to all their stories
and different perspectives.
Breathing,
long and slow,
taking it all in,
heart breaking and opening –
no judgement,
only Love ❤️,
patience,
and compassion 🙏
At the core,
The Messages
all seem to be same:
Be you, Beloved,
please do not deviate
from your Original Face 🤗
Original artwork by Lili Arnold for CauseBox, 2017
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.
A Year-End Stream of Consciousness
Lack of attunement is what I am feeling acutely … a familiar feeling … is this the “norm” for a Life of The Unexpected? If it is, how do I navigate? With patience, with altruism, with totality, with anticipation, with simplicity, with authority, with humanity, with freshness, creativity, and the allowance for emergence, with integrity, with diplomacy – with all your innate gifts. In this Moment of agitation, unease, entropy – where do I lean? When you don’t know yet what to do, do nothing, be Still – isn’t that the message this whole year especially from Goddess Sige, who appeared multiple times to and for me? Not so easy, Silence/Stillness – why I consume and seek incessantly and rarely find…What have I found this year? What have I learned? How have I changed ingesting so much beauty-full richness? What has integrated? I don’t know yet … and will wait … be patience until called back into The Eternal Void … What is the invitation here and now? What am I to learn? What are the insights? Where am I deaf and blind? How to emerge from this victim consciousness? What is another story? An epiphany? The Quintessence? What is the practice of equality that bridges weakness to Tenderness? What is the resolve needed to transform exhaustion and the deep desire to just dis-appear to truly hear and live Divine Will? I don’t know yet …Stop seeking and find what? Peace? Community? Attunement? “Right” Livelihood? Home? Meaning? Abundance? Yes, to all please … Do I believe it to be true: all that is sought resides within? What’s inside of me? Who am I? Why am I here, now? I don’t know yet … When will I know for certain? Maybe upon the last breath.
stay true
“You go deep,”
they said,
surprised.
“Yes!”
I replied.
They weren’t ready
for My Depth.
I stay true.
There is a they
waiting
for me.
