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Prayer.....tempered with truth and love.

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O Spirit Divine, keep us open to the possibilities of receiving a calling, that which is tempered with truth and love.
Too often we are closed off by the words of the everydayness, we forget to listen to the quiet heart which resides with the deep self....
Only in the stillness of our being are we able to hear that call....
May we be blessed to set our minds on the things which are above the everydayness - which will enable us to work wisely and charitably....
May we find time for the solitude of the heart and mind... like the polar bear which resides staring in the snowy tundra, the frozen wilderness allowing her being part of the natural landscape.
May you find your landscape in which you may traverse the chambers of your being in stillness.
May you be blessed with the motion of change in your being...that enables you to see beyond your own desires... to see beyond what is happening today, to envisage a better tomorrow and to add your words and deeds to that brighter future.
May…

....what my Mum used to say.......

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The bell is does toll,
As I hang over that white promontory,

Didn't you all know?
Under the waves of turmoil we are connected.

The Engineers of Stonehenge weren't from Alpha Centauri A,
they plodded with love from France.

King Minos Mother falls to the ground and weeps,
Jupiter's 6th moon fails it rotation!

The bell is does toll!
As I hang over that white promontory...

This is what my Mum used to say......................



eh...what...who...ermmm....I am nice?

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The owl hoots the song of ownership and serenade....
The wolf howls its song of sorrow and joy!

And I dance the Irish Jig......sort of!
My heart knows no other dance...

There's the beat......listen
I rotate the knee and flip the foot,
I bounce...then slide.......continue to slide
Quick...Staccato....angled moves
repeated, twice, thrice......
and then turn with a smile, remember the smile!

I am nice?

Let's dance!








I'm sorry....................

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I was caught up in my own insecurities...
I was drowning in my grief....
I was dealing with the pain of others....
I was distracted by the pain I carry...
I was struggling with my broken family...
I'm sorry I forgot your baggage..................
I'm sorry............

The Prayer

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The temple space wraps me in a cloak of kindness,
my eyes become heavy as I enter into eternity.....

The first breadth is heavy, the first release lets go that...
that moment which has held me down in this time......

The temple shaman breaks the silence with words....
words dream't up in solitude and deep stillness....

The pause between the words... is the breath of God,
The moment between sacredness is eternity it self.

The words ring meaning and purpose as God........
as God slips next to me, his divinity shoulders my pain...................................

The breadth becomes paced, a loftiness reaches within,
Our breadth is caught off guard, the tear falls uninhibited.

In the stillness the deep self resides in the unknowing...
And God smiles beckoning us further into our true self.....

I am shaken...the fear of the unknown,
fear of the truth that lies in all our hearts...
The real me!

I am spun round.......
I am thrown to the ground.......
I am kicked and battered by the othe…

Never Give Up!

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It begins with doubt, the seed that resides comfortably in your soul...
you have allowed it to take home.....
it feeds from your fear
it feeds from your brokenness
it feeds from your insecurity
it grows hiding your potential
it grows hiding your creativity
it grows hiding your deep self.......
it has wrapped itself around you showing the world a different you.

....but
.........there
..................is
......................the
............................strong self, ready to break free from this entity that has become the false you.

Remember the true self?

Remember.........................................
..........................................there I am.

Take hold of that fear, breathe into it...hold it, consume all of that which has held you back....

In Stillness and quiet
with compassion and forgiveness....just let it go


.......tears.......

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The throb of the heart,
finding the breadth,
the thunderous strike to the chest,
the means of eloquence lost,
the narrowing of the world,
the watery film cascading your vision,
the rushing energy dissipating into the heavens.

They flow unbroken from the windows of your soul,
they leave traces upon your mask for the world to see your sorrow,
they leave traces upon your mask for the world to see your joy!


The sky will always seem different now!

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I stand firm like an oak tree, But I must be ready like the willow.
My eyes are set in an illusion of wants and desires, My heart and mind desires conflict with this false reality.
Slowly reach through the grayness..... Plunder through the wrongness.... Shatter their expectations.... Stand! Smartly! Smiling in the ruins of the emperors...
I stand firm like an oak tree, But I must be ready like the willow.
The sun will rise and set and.................. The sky will always seem different now!

The Furnace Within

O' God, my temper is rising, the furnace within is raging,
I cannot hold it any longer, the desire to release the pressure within,
The restraint let loose on some unexpected soul,
The heart on our sleeve expressed within a moment,
Reason had packed it's bags and left the room,
The rawness of emotions splayed open for all to see.

O' God, give me the understanding of what fuels this fire,
Allow Reason to unpack this unnecessary resource,
and to find a use, other than the selfishness of my being,
Let my heart and mind find balance, let them feed from each other!
open heart AND open mind, together eternally...
O' God, grant me this peace.................................