The Meaning of These Days


 

The Meaning of These Days.      NaPoWriMo.  Day 1

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There is meaning to these days

that drift by in the quiet sequester

of the unknown in each moments breath

Listening to the invitation from Spring rising

in her gay green garment, pushing through the impossible

 hard cold earth that splits her cracks open for the birth push

For a small sprout to give her face to the Sun, feel the rain’s nurture

sway in the wind’s welcome

 

There is meaning to these days

that have us held to quarantine, to ‘shelter’

on behalf for the great well being of All

Settling into the quiet, the silence, the

slow down from the better-stay-busy’s

illusion of true purpose when all around us

what was once normal, standard, ‘the way

of things’, holds us all to the unknown of

everything.

What were rituals and daily bread

Turn upside down

What were the purposeful doings of making a living

Shut down

What held us to a monetary system of illusive security

Closed down

What ways to fight a dis-ease that has no cure we

Hunker down

Become the quiet and the stillness

is Earth’s invitation

in a shifting pattern, 

a readjustment, 

a new calibration of life, 

desperate to renew us all, 

to rebirth a New Earth

To be still and contemplate  

To listen to the all around and within

Earth wisdom is the meaning of these days

We can make meaning of these days

 

~~~~.   copyright, jeanne adwani.

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WIDE EYED AND WONDERING


14march2020

Rising up with this new day

In the brilliance of a welcoming

In the celebration of breath

Wide eyed and wondering.

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How glorious a morning can be

Knowing the gratitude of living

Feeling life surge in every cell

The tingle of life on our surfaces

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Wide eyed and wondering

How it can be that this dis-ease

Stalks the very air we breathe

Stalks it into great compromise

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Each breath that supports life

Each breath that fills us up

With this morning Sun rise

Grants a facade of well being

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Wide eyed and wondering

Knowing that this glorious

Moment is all there is

Taking it in like a baby’s first

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Breath of innocence filling up

Out of the womb of safety

To the vibrance of daily living

On our own in witness

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Wide eyed and wondering

We face what comes

In all our vulnerability

All our joy and skepticism

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Wondering in the loud and

The quiet of the way life

Delivers us to each breath

Again and again

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Can we keep our hearts

Wide open to receive

Our moments gracious

In gratitude, in accountability

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No matter the deliverance

The gifting, the hard slams

The gentle caresses

The dis-ease that tumbles

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Us all into fears waiting arms

Wide eyed and wondering

Can this new moment

This breath like the very first

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Guide us back to a new day

A fresh horizon waking up

Inviting us to revel in the

Wonder, the magic, the innocence

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Of a new day rising

Seeing with eyes from our heart

Wide open and wondering

How can we serve All this in love

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LOVE ONLY LOVE


1 Jan 2020… 6
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In numerology, at least the way I do it, today, this first new day of 2020, is a 6. We start the year with a number that speaks to relationships not only with other, with yourself.
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In the Tarot, 6/VI is the number of the Lovers. As I feel into this card, into this day, we begin this turn of the wheel with Love as our first breath, our first inhale. I let myself take that in, fill up on that breath and move Love through my body. I tap into the many things that give rise for me when I let Love wake my heart up, open it wide, let it call me to that place of devotion. I find I tear up a little, a little smile traces across my face, a loss pushes at my edges, all sorts of feelings and thoughts rise up, and there is also this expanded feeling all over and in me that gets my heart to pump a little faster. My entire body lights up, I feel a connection to my surrounds, a noticing of the light around me, and I feel Joy in the ability to have this moment. And what I also know, is I can call up this moment at any time I want, cause I just did, which means for me that it is ever available.
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For me, Love is the One Truth, it is the place where we all can connect and feel the greatness, the magnificence of what it feels to Love with out expectation, or return, or anything other than the sublime pleasure of Loving.
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Might you take a moment to feel/breathe into your heart and let someone, something, that fills you up with so much Love and tenderness, you can do nothing but succumb to it, can you let that in? Can you feel that pure, unabashed, uncensored Love. How does it move in you? Can you feel it without trying to stop it or let your busy mind run over it?
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Maybe, it’s easy to fill up on unconditional Love, or maybe it feels hard, or scary, we all have issues on the topic of love. Whatever it might or might not be for you, it needs no analysis, cause that is brain stuff, not heart stuff. Love does not need analyzing, even tho’ that is one of our ‘go to’ processes cause most of us want to understand the Why, of just about everything. When I drop out of my busy little mind and breathe into my heart, let go of that need to know and understand, image how Love lights me up, I can feel it rather than think it. A whole new glow starts to radiate in me.

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Make resolute the quest of an open heart
The ever present Wholy Grail within
Filling and pouring,
Filling and pouring
Filling and spilling

All through the blood red radiance of Being
Pumping in a syncopated melody of
A song never having been sung over and over
Pouring the joyous music of the heart
Like an out breath sigh of tenderness

From the Wholy Grail, the heart chalice
That only needs the quest of letting Love
Be on your every inhale and exhale
Always resting on the tip of your tongue
Plumping your lips for the sweet kiss

Breathing out into the air around you
Love…
Only Love

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CHRIST CONSCIOUSNESS


25 Dec 2019

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In the rising breath of the still dark morning

Geese and swans give their constant call

On the lake that moves under the crystalline freeze

To the call of winter’s longing to know silence

Longing to deepen, to let rest that which needs

These cold quiet times to sleep in

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Sitting here in the comfort of warmth

In the sparkle of lights scattered around the lake

Listening, feeling, seeing the thin line of coral sky

Break open the day as the languid Sun ascends

Waking the Christmas morning

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This declared Holy day gives celebration

To a consciousness born from the Womb of

The Divine feminine, Mary, mother of Christ

Birthing compassion, care, tenderness, kindness.

Birthing a Light to awaken Love, only Love

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From the humble heart that speaks softly

An ever present voice that calls you to remember

This Christ consciousness is birthed in you

From the Great Mother’s deep dark womb

It is a gift of magic. An innocent, pure gift of love

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The breath of this still morning brings it’s light

Geese and swans continue their morning ritual

The crystalline lake opens a water way

And Winter takes slow to settle into the land

And in my longing, I rest in the knowing

That love, compassion, tenderness and kindness

Make Life a sacrament to living

 

cc jeanne adwani

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FEAST ON THE SURRENDER


13 Nov. 2019

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Lean into the lonely places

Lay down with the shadow dancers

Listen deep into the old stories

   of imaged truths poured from

   the vessel of many yesterdays

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Dosed in the blood of lineages

Down the drain of old hopes

Dictates passed down in the all around

    making a depository of other’s

    dreams and imaged forecasts

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Held in the spaces of unrequited

Hid in the in-between of longing and yearn

Hold on to the thin cord of relationship

    for memories seek safe harbor in the

    stripping away what was never yours

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Shed what was not the gift of you

Single out the spacious self’s dream

Silence the busy minds need to know

   for there is knowing in the quiet voice

   of the heart waiting for your listening

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Feast on the surrender of release

Find comfort in the lonely places

Free up the impose of other’s dreams

   as you feel the fullness of finding yourself

   unfolding perfectly as you are

   

   

   

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And In The New Beginning The Wheel Turns


9 Nov 2019.  Sunday.

There is madness lingering on the circle edges

Closure begs it turn to end the chaos

New Beginning hungers to be released

All at once they raise their pointy fingers

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In the Center breathes the calm

In the whirl and twirl of the all around

Light and Shadow move in the in-between

There is madness lingering on the circle edges

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Choices crackle pop in the sound in the round

Knowing they will all need their turn to end

And certain to find a new beginning

There is no stopping how change always wins

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What doubt comes is held to old fears

Trust lives in the quiet voice of the heart

Tuning into the womb that has alway known

Choices crackle pop in the sound in the round

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And in the New beginning where the circle centers

Where what was has lost it’s way back in

Quietude gives listen to the soft voice

Where the Womb of truth weaves in the new life

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How is it that we are quick to let forgetting win?

Push back at the trust that needs our surrender

Imaging the way of the new outcome created

And in the new Beginning where the circle centers

The Wheel gives another turn.

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Autumn Mabon


23 SEPT 2019

Ode to Autumn

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She makes a moist entrance

Still feeling the Summer green of herself

with blooms filling her senses 

And harvest already giving to be received

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She is a little care-less, a little nonchalant 

in the how soon of spicing us up in russets 

And golds, in the heart of her fire reds

and the becoming orange of green not

yet ready.

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She will become a stellar show of her season 

of radiant bliss in the ever ongoing cycle 

of her presenting vivid aliveness

She returns unattended 

She is a follower after all.

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Sister Summer begs her to stay 

in the green and blooms

Asking for her to wait a little

longer in the predictability of her

coming around again dressed to kill

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The renegade in her thinks to hold

the season at bay from the request

of her beloved SisterGreen and Light

Letting the heat and rains linger

In the verdancy and lusciousness

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And then…the inevitable rises in her

She asks the Sun to take his distance

And the trees to make way for quietude

in their letting go of summer days

She invites in the glory of the harvest 

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The sweet crunch of apples.

The rake of Summer’s release

The cool winds rising from the north

And the hungry want of Winter’s breath

Nipping at wings to to fly south

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Falling into the  quietude of regeneration 

to rise again in the inevitable cycle of 

Birth, Death, Life in patterns repeat

Calling you to surrender, let go, release

Deepen into the peace of silence

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copyright jeanne adwani

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