Posts tagged "poetry"
Believe this love still lives~
"From the moment it first laid eyes on you, this blessing loved you. This blessing knew you from the start...
I am of you~
"Thank you for this day of spiritual grounding. Untie me from the pilgrim’s ship and place my feet on solid ground. Earth me in what I know to be true—all I have been taught that has served me well...
We’re gonna need to stay focused~
"We’re gonna need to get organized, live beyond boundaries, soften our hearts, talk to each other. We’re gonna need to leave behind our baggage, relinquish our comfort, release our control, co-exist.
Everything passes, everything changes~
"Shut softly your watery eyes... The pangs of your sadness shall pass as your senses will rise..."
Awaken~
"We are in the wake of a great shifting / awaken / you better free your mind before they illegalize thought / there’s a war going on / the first casualty was truth and it’s inside you / The...
You are a part of it~
"Beyond the cackling of the birds and all the fighting, and all the noise- What else is there? The oak tree's heart, which says: Glory is. Wholeness is. And unavoidably, my dear, you are part of it..."
Live the questions~
"Be patient toward all that is unsolved in your heart and to try to love the questions themselves like locked rooms and like books that are written in a very foreign tongue...
Let dreams be your law~
"I cannot be born on solid ground, only where everything flows.
To enter my dawn you must be unbound from how the fixed world goes. Leave behind
your maps and losses, let dreams be all your law...
Everything is waiting for you~
"Put down the weight of your aloneness and ease into the conversation. The kettle is singing even as it pours you a drink...
Stand in good relation to the Earth~
"I am an eagle playing with the wind, I am a cluster of bright beads, I am the farthest star, I am the cold of the dawn, I am the roaring of the rain..."
Take in love~
"I pulled down the zipper of the thorn-laden coat of armor that shielded my soul. I took into myself a YES, whose hush syllabant sound swelled like a soft sea breeze...
Growth is just seeing it sooner~
"The turnaround is the most important part of the flight path. When you make it, you move the whole world forward...
It’s only for a moment that we are this~
"When you know that you are just a disco party of cells that came together for a time, you'll live like the blazing sphere that you are, and dance with the spheres around you...
You don’t have to know~
"Believe me, you don't have to know. Not so much that you render yourself helpless. Helpless in the face of what Life brings next. So make peace with knowing very little...
Dance when the wind blows~
"I wonder if the sun debates dawn some mornings not wanting to rise out of bed from under the down-feather horizon. If the sky grows tired of being everywhere at once...
Trust the rhythm~
"In any creative feat (by which I mean your work, your art, your life) there will be downtimes. Or so it seems. Just as the earth is busy before the harvest...
Behind naming, beneath words is an existence unnamable~
"Behind naming, beneath words, is something else. An existence named unnamed and unnameable. We give the grass a name, and earth a name. We say grass and earth are separate...
Even in the struggle, you are loved~
"Even in the struggle, you are loved. You are being loved not in spite of the hardship, but through it. The thing you see as wrenching, intolerable, life's attack on you, is an expression of love..."
Feel the quiet power~
"I ended thought, and I ended story. I stopped designing, and arguing, and sculpting a happy life. I didn't die. I didn't turn to dust. Instead I chopped vegetables, and made a calm lake inside me where the water was...
Life conspires to bless us~
"Life conspires to bless us with
an unrelenting Grace,
Who among us has not been touched
by this generous hand,
freeing us, one or
many layers at a time?"
Music is medicine~
"...it touches the deepest part of man's being. Music reaches farther than any other impression from the external world can reach...Therefore music seems to be the bridge over the gulf between the form and the formless.
Become a poet of consciousness~
"When we dream, we tap directly into the same creative source from which poets and shamans derive their gifts. When we create from our dreams, and enter dreamlike flow, we become poets and artists...
Dance~
"We have come to be danced, not the nice invisible, self conscious shuffle, but the matted hair flying, voodoo mama shaman shakin' ancient bones dance..."
