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.
Monday, 11 January 2010
Saturday, 9 January 2010
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.
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.
Thursday, 7 January 2010
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
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
Wednesday, 6 January 2010
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.
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!
Monday, 4 January 2010
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.
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.
Friday, 1 January 2010
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
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
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