Tuesday, 4 December 2018

In that Instant

For nine months he was growing in the world that changed me forever.
And in that instant before eternity he was with God,
And in that instant after he became a miracle,
He was a divine spark in the womb, of the woman that changed my life forever.

For nine months we waited,
But he could not wait any longer,
It was his time to come into the world,
Into our lives and in that instant....

in that instant, our hearts swelled with joy.
in that instant, God reappeared to me.
in that instant, we knew love.

in that instant, I became a Father and my world changed forever.
Photo taken by Phil Waldron. Emerson Waldron. 2018

Wednesday, 10 October 2018

The Interior Wound

And as I pray.....

The world watches me, my head bowed,
my hands clasped together in serenity,
I mouth the words learned as a child.

And as I pray.....

Those wounds that no one can see,
those wounds that everyone has,
interior wounds in which we have been so good at hiding...

It is hiding from the world but it is not silent to our being!

Behind the self of the everyday... the self of the secret world is at war

And there is no medicine, no ology, no human structure that can heal these wounds,

And as I pray..... with the deep voice of prayer in my being that echoes across eternity,
we invite the divine light of God to cure the wounds, to release us from those wounds that held us down...

And as I pray..... I wait for God.... I wait for my honesty!

Zero Gravity

The waves rippled through space,
floating in Zero G.

I landed squarely into the crater, perfectly formed, its circumference framed me,
As though I should be in a private gallery along the side street of that hidden street.

And along the frame came the hands of many,
clutching ready to blame everything on you,
ready to hide their pain on your failings!

And the waves flickered in Zero G,

And they scrambled over the edge and with their injuries they charged towards me,
wrath in their emotional hearts, bleeding through their mouth and ears!

And I gathered the flickering waves in my hand,
and swirled them around in various configurations,
and the myriads and complexities of swirls kept them at bay,

But they stormed the waves in Zero G
They battered them down into sparkling specks of memories,

Surrounded by each face, their horror portrayed for me only!
And out came the knives, sharpened beautifully...

But the waves carried me up above the crater that I had beautifully created,
And aloft in Zero G they stared at each other.... and they dropped the knives

My smile was too late, in my hand was a blade wrenched into my stomach...
I held it tightly and removed it from my being, and out poured my failures and pains.

And the waves in Zero G took me away to another heavenly body and dropped me,
I landed squarely into the crater, perfectly formed, its circumference framed me,
As though I should be in a private gallery along the side street of that hidden street.

And along the frame came the hands of many............

Tuesday, 4 September 2018

A divine language

I have shed all the tears I could,
I have slept all the hours I could bare.

For your heart bleeds through the eyes,
pure divine translucent water,
a divine language of joy and suffering written upon our face.

And the sleep was not slept... it was the hiding away from this world,

And it was the trusting in oneself that made me wake up, 
it was knowing that this world was meant for me... 
and I for it. 

May your soul manifest itself and be projected to the world... 
May the authentic self be invulnerable in its vulnerability... 
May you sing the song you wish to sing...
   And dance.... And be happy!  

May your eyes smile with divinity... 

Wednesday, 25 July 2018

Shadows of my turbulent mind

What sorrow could fall upon my Hope?
But the sword that pierced my Faith.
Tis the pain of Objectivity that took my
Desire to walk with God.
And in the Shadows of my turbulent mind,
Where Fear, Guilt and longing ruled my heart...
God walked with me through those days....

Tis was in those days in Memory,
That Faith was restored and Hope blossomed!


Tuesday, 17 July 2018

the little children

He sat upon a rock and his followers listened. "Children are an heritage from the divine, from the great mystery, from God."

Suddenly families brought their children to the teacher so their children would be blessed, but his followers rebuked the children as they came close. But the teacher knew, and with anger he turned to his followers and said "Why do you do such a horrid action, why cause suffering to the little children? These are divine creatures, we are to learn so much from their innocence, their truth and their honesty!" He took one in his arms and blessed him.

One of his followers asked, "Do children personify God?" And he turned to the child he blessed and smiled. He then turned to the follower who asked the question and said "You are wise my friend, take on the virtues of the child and you will know what the Kingdom of God is."

And the children left with their families and he smiled and said "Do not hurt any little ones, for their being bares the image of the divine."



Friday, 6 July 2018

did you...

Did you think that your objective,
  your heart's desire, was out of place?
Did you think that the best advise
  was to do what everyone else does?
Did you think..... and was squashed by your own timidity and doubt?

Where and have you been created by the slothiness of the failure of others?
Where and have you designed by fear of those who don't, can't or not know how to oppose?

Hold your own and rejoice in your failure.
Your failure.
Your Soul is craving to be! To be projected into the world, the universe...

It is better to have cried than to stir through a broken window of your dreams. 

I won't be the first and I won't be the last,
Do not be shamed, because it is your failure.


In that Instant

For nine months he was growing in the world that changed me forever. And in that instant before eternity he was with God, And in that inst...