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Sunday, January 31, 2010

A mind that *feels secure* is still in control.

Saturday, January 30, 2010

Devoted to Otis

They say you are a mutt
To me you are a miracle

Your big brown eyes emanate the essence of all being
your body naturally moves to the rythm of the moment

Right now your Konga (toy) is ALL there is in your world
Throwing it into the air
chasing it through the garden
jumping, tumbling, running around

Each movement couldn't be different

WHOW, there is a chewing bone
Who knows that Konga Now?

Chewing bone done,
what's next mommie??

........___.......
.....C' °° 'O.....
.......(_O_).....
...........U........

Thursday, January 28, 2010

Companion of the night

You sleep next to my bed
curled up -
where is your nose?
where is your tail?

Closing my eyes
I feel your peaceful presence

Waking up at night -
I hear you softly breathing
sometimes a little lovely smack
your belly gargling to the melody of your dreams

You sleep in harmony with the night

Thanks for being next to me
anchoring me in the Now so many times.
........___.......
.....C' °° O.....
.......(_O_).....
...........U........

Cattiness

A rude male dog fight
is only a show
presenting the
*weapons*
the
*weaker* wisely will go.

The catfight is tough
it's a dead serious matter
subtle and rough
supposed to shatter. 

Wednesday, January 27, 2010

Habitue

Last night you visited me
Silently opening some doors
Ready to help me to unclose some more
You show me the life You want to live
I am willing to let You be -
LOVE

Tuesday, January 26, 2010

You = I = Life

You only *think* you are the dancer
because you are able to move

You only be(lie)ve you are the author
because you are able to think

Let the dancer and the dance become one -
beauty IN motion

Let the author and the story become one -
creativity IN action

No question remains

Life is the dancer
you are the dance

Life writes the story
You are the stage

Allow Life to see its creation
through your eyes

IT serves the answer


Sunday, January 24, 2010

Here and Now

*Here* can be a very close place
too close to handle
.•*´¨`*•.¸ .•*´¨`*•.¸ .•*´¨`*•.¸
*The Now* can be very dense
too dense to soften
.•*´¨`*•.¸ .•*´¨`*•.¸ .•*´¨`*•.¸
Knowing - YOU ALL being t[here]
widens me up
.•*´¨`*•.¸ .•*´¨`*•.¸ .•*´¨`*•.¸
Now-Here [No-Where] turns into space

Saturday, January 23, 2010

Who Am I?

Tuesday, January 19, 2010

If the world had no color

Inspired by justme, who asked the question, if the world had no color:

I give you a red
to color your heart


I give you a black
to find beauty in the dark


What's color more than an idea
yet beautiful as long we can see

Without the light of the sun
all *color-fast* would be done

Sunday, January 17, 2010

A poem by Doreen

And (then) It Is Now
by Doreen:

http://bekindtoyourmind.blogspot.com/2010/01/until-you-awaken-every-word-you-utter.html

Ride the comet


°,+.*`,+.*.,+.*`,+°
........° ,+.*`,+.*`,+.°
....................°,+.*`,+.°__________Giving *YOU* all the love that *I* need
...................°+.*`,+.*`+.°
......................°+.*`,+.*`,+.°_______I fill the illusionary gap
..................................°+.*`,.°
............................°+.*`,+.*`,+.°_____The melody is whole already
...........................°,+.*`,+.*`,+.*.,°
................................°,+.*`,+.*`,+.°___And played from the beginning of time - unbroken
...................................°,+.*`,++.°
...........................°,+.*`,+.*`,+.°_____Can we touch it?
........................°,+.*`,+.*`.°
....................°,+.*`,+.*`.°
...............°+.*`,+.*`.°
........°,+.*`,+.*`.°
...°,+.*`,+.*`.°_________________I accept your choice to suffer
..°,+.*`,+.*`.°
...°,+.*`,+.*`.°_________________Patiently I wait for you
....°,+.*`,+.*`.°
......°,+.*`,+.*`.°________________Until one day the story of our little me is over
..........°,+.*`,+..,°
.............°,+.*`,+*.°______________And we hear the first note again
....................°,+.*`+°
...................°+.*`,+.,+.°___________Let's ride the tail of the comet
.....................°+.*`,+.*`,+.°
..................................°+.*`.°
............................°+.*`,+.*`+.°
...........................°,+.*`,+.*`,+*..°
................................°,+.*`,+.*`,+.°
.................................°,+.*`,+.*`,+.°
.°,+.*`,+.*`,+.*`,+.*`,+.*,.+*.*+,*.°

Saturday, January 16, 2010

A poem by Kev


Duality is within
I say " All is one"
But I root for the zebra to escape the lion
I say "to give is to recieve"
But i make sure i get my fare share of the pie
I say "words are meaningless"
But write an incredibley long post to describe this
I say there is no such thing as time
But I wear a watch...is it time to pick up the kids?
I say "only the golden shimering source is real"
in this i foresake the dirt beneath my feet
I say "All is well"
Then get mad at the crazyness in the news
and wish for a better world
I say "I am in the now"
but think and think and think about being in the now
I say "I have lost my ego"
and then act as if i am special for doing so
I say "I have Awakened"
But talk so much spiritual mumbo jumbo
that I forget to see I am lost in this new Identity
I say "I am that"
But run from the place the "I am" inhabits
and hide in a spiritual fantasy.
I say "I am consciousness it's self"
but forget to be conscious of my habits and conditionings
I say "I have reached my inner bliss"
But it can wait until tuesday because mondays are too depressing
Duality is within

Thursday, January 14, 2010

Unknown Beauty

Auctor by justme

This is a poem by justme:

I am Auctor, I am older than the galaxy.
I am older than the old man of the universe.
To my sons and daughters,
Re and Horus are like babes,
thrashing tadpoles within a dome,
blinded offspring ,that, if they could see,
they could just see, a world within a world, within a world.
My footstone at present is the moon
As I look upon you.

With swirling white upon your cap
Whisked and tailed to me the seductive blue and green
Perfect lines compliment the butchered gap
that cross your crust.
Ah it was just a little while ago
From my heaven I watched the show.
As my children grabbed and played
with crystal of Ziron.

I seen how you as gas and dust gathered and contracted.
Your introduction was perfect,
as you dance.
Colliding with others to create a bigger mass
I watch the silicate rise
I looked at your time pass
And you baked your crust with pleasure, as your water appeared
And the atmosphere, ah, what a good idea.
Just a day ago, just a day ago to me.

Your beating heart of red clay drew me close
I exhaled as you formed but with no strength upon your spine.
Until a little later
For six hundred million years you say
To me, just another day
I watched you grow your garden
so perfect, everything just right.
Then these tiny beasts you formed in anticipation of,
The children of light..

Then yesterday as you say,
Less than three million years ago you came from hiding
To take a place in the play
And I was glad. I was so glad that day.

First with stump and bone from birth.
And then this very morning I watched as you made machine,
from the very formation under the performer’s earth
Powerful as any beast you kept their part in check
You copied the birds as the curtain opened and then filled your imaginary space
With rush and stress.

I felt it all.
As this pendulum you swung.
Oh to applause first Melchizedek and Ra on fine performances
They knew I watched. They knew I listened.
Ah tomorrow
Tomorrow.
I know you will fly
Then the play will continue
No more you will cry.
But you will come to me,
we shall watch the play together

Speak no more of size and number.
One hundred billion stars you say!
In this place you call your milky way.
I will show you 100 billion galaxies,
four worlds and then you shall really,
be at play.

Now you are a newborn it will not be long,
until you reach
The place where by you will command
not only the very stars and moons but galaxies
and not one word shall you preach
And you will know they are as tiny as you
as large as your imagination.
You will be glad.

I am Auctor, I am older than the galaxy.
I am older than the old man of the universe
I know you don’t understand yet these things
In a little while you shall all be kings
And yet just one!


To watch you sleep and now awake
I will kneel to you my child, my blood , my spirit.
For our sake.

I am Auctor, I am older than the galaxy.
I am older than the old man of the universe.
I am Auctor , I am older than time and you master
are older than I.

The dance of joy


Swirling around like a dervish
residing in the speed of the universe
feels like I am leaving my name and soul
not fitting into them any longer
 

vessels which only exist in time
 

Do we need to *know*?

As long as I try to understand with my mind, I suffer somehow.
No be[lie]f is needed to accept and dissolve anything in the NOW.

Tuesday, January 12, 2010

Touchez :-)

O
_O....... I was trained to be a thinker
___O
____O
______O.......but deep down always wanted to be a toucher
________O
_________O
_________O....... Now,
________O
______O
____O.......spacing the world with my hands and senses
__O
_O
O....... my heart finally touches life.
O

Friday, January 8, 2010

Guardians of eternity


Did you see -
the rainbow last night?
Framing the Milky Way,
gently coloring the dark.

Do you see -
the stars escorting the sun?
Invisible in the light of day,
yet silently connected in THIS eternity.

I see - 
every you and every me
dancing in the rythm of the earth.

It only takes one now to love eternally.

Tuesday, January 5, 2010

Renga

We are developing a Renga poem, HA!


Today is lovely
Here with my children and friends
Together right here

my teacher sits under a tree
should I say whats on my mind

or rather be still
and listen to the wind to
understand what is

I notice that I am here
that I am part of what is

Under a blanket
warmed by the dryer keeping
me cozy tonight

Blanket of light, inner sky
Beating heart, an inner Sun

The sun of my heart.
The warming of my Spirit
My Spirit, my soul

All will unfold when I see
That all comes together Now.

To the same old thing
The now leads all of the time -
A new beginning

Feeling all day the now of
Light Tennessee snow falling

Such soft small snowflakes
Falling from a silent sky
They caress my face

Like the kiss of a mother
on her newborn's darling cheek

Chubby kids faces
All so glowing like their eyes
Igniting the spark

A certain light shines within
Illuminating the forms

Sunrise and sunset
Birth and death, not what they seem
All blend together

A never-ending cycle
For all to understand Now.

Eating strawberry jam
on toasted corn bread muffins
such satisfaction

Sparrow on my balcony
Looking for yesterday's crumbs

Being aware that
ethereal language of
presence is preferred

The time being, look at it
It's good just now,on this place

Now is always here
Like a faithful, loyal friend
Showing us the Truth

Having a belly ache sucks
Accepting that it is, rocks

Accept that I am
I do is temporary
I am is always

Heartbeating happens to you
breathe with your heart to be free


...

Friday, January 1, 2010

Poem by Kev

This lovely poem was made by Kev:
I want peace
I found myself saying
I got down on my knees
And started myself praying

I want peace
So around the world I looked
I needed this release
So I read a bunch of books

I did a million downward dogs
worked hard on concentrating
fasting would not clear the fog
nor hours of meditating

I want peace
but sadly I resigned it
I want peace
In this world I could not find it

Until I looked with in myself
then the answer came with ease
i dropped the I and dropped the want
and what was left was peace