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Pain

Pain is the braking of the shell that encloses
My understanding. Just as the stone of the fruit
Must break open so that its heart stands in the sun,
I must know pain. Can this be true for everyone?
How can the depth of my sorrow feel so acute?
Agony is the truth that my heart exposes.

Yet, if I knew not my pain, could I know wonder
In my life of the daily miracles that bring
Me much joy? And would I accept the seasons of
My heart, even as I’ve accepted those I love?
Through the winters of my grief, my awakening
With serenity shall not be cast asunder.

Much of my pain is self-chosen. The physician
Within me prepares a bitter potion to heal
My sickness. I drink this remedy in silence
And tranquility. The healer’s grip is immense,
But it’s guided by what the unseen can’t reveal
To the healer or my self-imposed condition.

The hand is hard and heavy. The cup that is brought
To my lips, though it burns, has been fashioned of the
Clay which the Potter has moistened with sacred tears.
Can there soon be an ending to what now appears
To be hopeless? It depends a lot upon me.
I accept the lesson that my living has taught.

Be The Change

Aug27

The darkness may be part of an intricate plan
To keep hell alive on earth. The world and its ways
Are atrocious, heartbreaking, and doomed to despair.
Yet, there is a great number of people who care
About life on this planet. Do we give them praise?
Or do we criticize people who say, “I Can!”?

What can you contribute that would do any good?
Don’t listen to the voice that says, “It’s just no use.
I’d be wasting my time, effort, and energy.
Too far out of control this world happens to be.”
Nothing but indolence will this thinking produce.
The still small voice within you can be understood.

All of us have some work to do while we are here.
Everyone has a purpose. Offering something
Of yourself to the problem can make your life whole.
Life can work through and use you. Let it take control.
Be the change that you want. Let the universe bring
You impulses and guidance. Your purpose is clear.

How will you serve the world? What does it need that your
Special talent can offer? The effect that you
Have on others can be the most valuable
Currency that there is. Do be ever grateful
To be the instrument of change. All that you do
Is from love or fear. Which one is of more splendor?

Making Tough Decisions

Aug21

A few decades ago scientists came to know
Of a cluster of specialized cells in the heart
Configured so they create a neural network.
It turns out that this brain in the heart is a perk
For our being on earth, and it plays a big part
In how we make decisions as the data show.

This brain thinks independently and is apart
From the brain in the cranium. It also feels
And remembers, so that every experience
Is recorded in two places in present tense.
There’s intelligence to what the heat brain reveals
To the big brain that may think that it’s pretty smart.

If I try to heal trauma by only thinking
About it in my mind without dropping below
To the little heart brain, it will feel incomplete.
Of our earthly existence the heart is the seat.
Only through it is my spirit able to grow.
The heart brain and the big brain are worth my linking.

Touch Your Heart. Your awareness will always go to
The place where you feel the touch. Slow down your breathing.
“You are safe,” is what your body is telling you,
Or “You’re not.” In that case, you know just what to do.
The decision you make then is satisfying.
Get in touch with the much wiser version of you.

Surrender To Your Worthiness

Aug6

We may often fall victim to comparison.
In our determination to feel unworthy
Or subservient in some way, we’ve concluded
That for everything there’s a price to pay. With dread
We consider becoming who we want to be
So it is hard to get almost anything done.

The only price that you pay is your alignment.
Your absence of resistance is all that you need
To feel that you’re surrounded by a nucleus
Of wellbeing. In fact, it engulfs all of us.
Know that in your surrender to it you are freed
To pursue anything that’s to your heart’s content.

Often we pay with struggle by thinking that we
Haven’t jumped through enough hoops or kissed the right ring
To deserve something different, and our armor
Prevents blessings from penetrating to the core
Of our beingness. Success does not effort bring,
And hard work is not needed for prosperity.

The meek will inherit this earth someone once said
A long time ago. He meant the non-resisted
Lighthearted, free feeling folk who are allowing,
Not angry or determined but understanding
And accepting of the goodness that lies ahead.
Surrender To Your Worthiness. Don’t be misled.

A Powerful Message

Jan17

Powerful is your essence. The eternal flame
That is you shall never be extinguished by you
Or by anyone else. You are the universe.
You may feel sometimes that existence is a curse,
But the fact that you are here can offer a clue
To the confounding puzzle that has not a name.

You are infinite spirit, body, mind, and heart,
And a heartfelt expression of the infinite.
You are thought and the dream become reality.
The fabric of existence wanted you To Be.
The divine spark that you are remains ever bright
You’re the whole of creation as well as one part.

The nature of eternity you understand.
A conscious decision was made by the divine
That confirms your creation out of perfection.
You maintain by your focus a strong connection
To the God force within you. You are by design
An expression of worthiness, and you were planned.

This moment is eternal and all that can be.
From within it you are born into here and now.
Now has always existed and ever shall be.
Is it not time that you acted accordingly?
It is up to you only to choose to allow
All that you are made up of to be completely.

Reason And Passion

Dec2

My soul is oftentimes a grotesque battlefield
Upon which judgment and reason wage bitter war
Against passion and appetite. Is there someone
Who could be the peacemaker to get the work done
That my discord and rivalry I’ll exchange for
Melody amid oneness wherein I am healed?

But how shall you address my most troublesome need
Unless I myself make peace with all elements
That my being consists of? Passion and Reason
Are the sails and the rudder. The voyage begun
Without one or the other must lead to events
Unbecoming a vessel. Who could intercede?

Reason ruling alone is a force confining,
And passion unattended is an open flame
That burns to its own destruction. For this reason
Let my soul exalt reason in praise of passion
For without proper guidance it will cause me shame.
As two guests in my home much do both of them bring.

I then treat them as equal. To elevate one
Is to lose the faith and love from both of the two.
Among hills as I sit in the cool shade of trees
I’ll know God rests in reason. From that place of ease
God also moves in passion. I am the one who,
As a leaf in the forest, has only begun.

A Tear And A Smile

Jun1

With my face I’m an actor upon the earth stage.
I would not exchange sorrows of my heart for joys
Of the multitude fruitful. I’d not have the tears
Sadness makes to flow from me to laughter and cheers.
With a tear and a smile I give faith to my ploys.
None of life’s hidden secrets shall cause me outrage.

May the tear unite me with those of broken hearts
And the smile be the sign of my joy in being.
This, the crux of the framework for living life well,
Can become just the story that I’m meant to tell
To the world that gave birth to me, and it will bring
Episodes that are balanced in all of their parts.

I want hunger for love and beauty to be strong
In the depths of my spirit, for I have seen those
Who are satisfied being most wretched and vile.
Sighs of those I’ve heard yearning and Longing a while
Are the sweetest melody that one could compose.
May the hunger consume me as I play along.

Vapor rises from sea water. Clouds they become
That float above and over the hills and valleys
‘til eventually they encounter a breeze
Then fall weeping their way back to rivers and seas.
To encounter life’s cycles with relative ease
Is a role I’m worth playing and where I act from.

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