Day Off?

If nobody's going to be
checking today
I shall let both my children
do nothing but play
I shall listen to music
And frequently dance
I shall laze in the chair
Reading romance


The cooking, the cleaning
The washing can wait
We'll eat what we fancy
Off found party plates
Education and growth
Will happen by chance
While we listen to music
And frequently dance.


When we're not being checked on
By those in my head
Art books and manuals
For new toys get read
The boys laugh and giggle
At plots they advance
I mostly sing loudly
And frequently dance :)

The Known Universe

It tickled me to give you The Known Universe today!

Sunny Days

The Blue Green Brilliance
Of existence knowing
In the revealed
Is the hidden.
The connected joy
Of open heart
Hearing the ecstasy
Feeling the tickles
Smelling the nectar
of the Brilliant
Blue Green Day.

In response to Sunny Days over at One Single Impression

Quietly

Quietly the dreams
They creep up on me
Edging through the silence
And the hope
Connected by the thread
That pulls upon me
Stirring space
Within the me that's known

Calling softly
With their sweetest voices
Reassuring fears I felt before
Asking
Can I go to them completely
As they open up
The endless door.

It Reigns

Free fluidity
Through which falls
All Manna of life;
Sounds and squalls
Sharp and circling
Ferocious and wanting
Delicate handling,
Gentle smoothing,
Quiet attempting
At elusive understanding.


I got brave enough!
This is inspired by this weeks prompt Chaos over at One Single Impression

Changing Everything

I ask for everything to change

& The Everything asks of me

To change, again.

If at first you paint a blue sky

Wouldn't you then want to paint it pink?

Or mauve? or green?

Wouldn't the light and life around you

Shift and change and move as you do?

Growth evolving difference

From one state to another;

From an old perspective to the new,

Letting and allowing it as we go.

Seeing from the sky
The lights that enter
You and I
Disappearing,
Hidden in the flesh

In acts of kindness
Are released
In brighter ways
Bringing Peace
To rise again
Informing
What this means

To be
A human heart on Earth
To comprehend
Delicate worth
Of aching here
And living in this time

And so
The cycle starts again
Overwatched
By Brightening Friends
Sending lights
To live in us divine.

Divine Fire

I hear my music
Playing now
Rhythm in me
to allow
Love that calls
Fire from the sky.

Re-ignite
A hundred times
Within myself
The Love divine
Embodied
In the furnace
Of this dance.

May all illusion
Burn away
All sense of loss
Dross and decay
Leaving nothing
More than
Who we are

Old Stories

So bring me old stories
The ones that steal breath
The ones that stop heartbeats
Light fire in my chest
I hunger for hearing
The ways that a human can be;

Opened by weaknesses,
Stretched past complacencies
Into the centre of truth,
Called by deep duties,
Forged by our challenges,
Softened by others we meet.

A Cracked Pot

Finally!
The cracked pot
Sitting on the hill
Waiting for the storm
Longing to feel
The clear falling rain
Fill it with purpose:
Cradling the waters.

Not the best loved,
Not the first chosen,
Nor the most complete.

Struck by lightning
Burnt through the cracks
Blown into pieces
To never stick back
Laying as fragments
On top of the hill
Each of them smouldering
As the rain fills.



Leonard Cohen says:
'There is a crack in every thing'

Worth It

I'm wondering if the day has come
My heart says "No more!"
"No more pushing and pulling
Stretching and growing!
I cannot encompass this"

Is it that this grief that pours
Is old or new?
Grief for the moments missed
And lost and gone
Or for the ones
That will not come
If I cannot persuade my heart
That yet again it's worth the start
The stretching, growing, beating hard
To make the room.

Endless Put

Upon the page
I write today
Of things to be
And to be done,
Of fears full-blown,
Of Loves unkown
And yearning to be One.
I endless put
My pen to page.

Alternative Snow Play

It all started with our eldest staring out of the window and exclaiming that the sky was so white it looked like paper! He promptly decided it would make the perfect canvas for whiteboard markers....

I just loved watching them all!

I know I won't ever be stung by a jellyfish as a child

Every dream I have for myself, I could grieve
Because I know
That most of them will never be
And those that will, will pass

But as a human,
Nothing more special,
I know
Somewhere, someone
Lives my dream for me
Simply because they are human too

I imagine can feel my dreams
Being lived by others
If such a thing as 'other' exists;
Which just leaves me to wonder
Whether any others exist
Or just my dreams.

So I let go
And let the dreams wash though,
Enjoying them and being cleansed.

I marvel at who we are,
That so much can be dreamt...

Excited by the thought,
That my long held dream of knowing this
In another,
That I get to know,
Might be here

Loving This

The way that Beth, and her friends at The Virtual Teahouse, express their experiences of Spirit being lived in everyday life, never ceases to refresh, refill and re-focus me. Every visit I make to the VTH brings a blessing. I'm Loving this Poem by Beth today...written in response to the prompt 'wings' on One Single Impression...A community of poets and another beautiful oasis in itself. (Think I might even get brave enough to join in soon!)

The flow and images in this are somehow familiar and revealing at the same time...very taken by it indeed! Thank You for sharing it Beth :)

One night
I dreamed I was in an underground river
flowing through the religions of the world
watching them develop and unfold.
First was the garden of the world.
I floated/swam through the most gracious of waters
warm and sultry—bringing life to everything the river touched.

Then came structures for religious thought.
I saw Abraham and Sarah, in a tent in the desert. Arguing and making rough love.
I saw Jacob dreaming his dream of angels and a spiral staircase to heaven.
Frescos of scenes I’d never read about and couldn’t recall when I awoke, slid by.
I saw the Buddha teaching, laughing with disciples.
I experienced Krishna dancing, great dances to At-Man.
I saw Jesus in a crowd, talking calmly and with great passion.
Muhammed was busy teaching that Allah is One.
He was already misunderstood as the words were spoken.
And then there were Sufis dancing passionate DNA spirals, love poems to the One.

I traveled through wars about who rightfully owned the river.
It just kept flowing.
Sometimes it was cold and dark.
Other times golden and warm.
There were aqueducts, underground bridges, arches of ancient stone.
When it was my time to get out
The river deposited me gently on a sunny, sandy beach.
I breathed and laid still and watched the gulls swooping and talking trash.
From this dream, my wings of understanding have grown stronger.

Welcome!

I got to do this for two hours yesterday!!! We've been waiting to say hello to our new great-niece since 14 Dec, patiently (not!) through Christmas and coughs and colds! She's soooo beautiful.

~

Welcome to the world Little One, life is beautiful!

Midnight Flower

Longing to break, crack, blossom and fall
Open myself to the feeling of all
The falling completely into the bliss
As I hover, so gently, the edges of this
A midnight so huge where my mind use to be
A night of forever, impossible dreams
Asking too much of existence, I call
Longing to break, crack, blossom and fall.

Feeling The End of The Decade

I'm remembering now, the ridiculous number of times, this year (last Year!) that I found myself thinking...."this is just like ten years ago"
Strange, patterns repeating so clearly as though unfinished...very, very trippy!
Feeling excited and truly as though I am launching into the unknown with the beginning of this decade, at the same time as being suspended in The Single Moment...Happy trippy!

I love it when life is surprising, and I guess that's what I'm hoping for. Last year I picked the word Astonishing for 2009 and found myself applying it to the moment on several occasions...
and the close of the year has been deeply astonishing...
revealing, renewing, affirming, powerful, sacred, Full of Love, intriguing, and illusion shattering. And that's what I want so much for this year that I think I'm choosing the whole list fo 2010!

So I wish for myself, and you if you desire, a revealing, renewing, affirming, power full, sacred, Full of Love, intriguing and illusion shattering 2010!
(as if it could be any other way!)

Hug Love and a Big Kiss
Always Julia