Monthly Archives: August 2013

Morning Season Report….a haibun


 

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So still out there this morning.  A very faint breeze lifts the wet leaves.  There is the distant sound of crickets with that pulsing hum. A cicada gives a long buzz while it readies itself to split open and be free of it’s old self. A squirrel races across the roof with surprising pounding, like it’s a fat raccoon on the lam.  I sip my hot black brew… pondering.

I let nature find my nature.  Imagining the light breeze lifting my wet laden leaves from the drama of last night thunder and lighting, with the pour of the sky beating my land.  Glad for the feed and not so much for the corresponding deluge that makes for exhaustion.The calm is restful as the day wakes up and I with it.  That whole calm before and after the storm that I can shift into, breathe into.

The last day of August.  I can smell the season change ever so slightly.  Autumn is on the edge of us, ready for the harvest bounty to rise and fall back to the Earth for her winter keeping.  I’m in no hurry for all that.  Fall is my favorite time of the year, with all that colour and musk of the land filling me up.  I welcome it; always wanting it to last longer.

Some deaths move fast, some linger on in the letting go.  I wonder with that said will I linger with the vibrant colour of living, or will I let my Autumn lay me beneath a thick layer of leaf and pine, to Winter quickly.  There is that unknown.

Sunlight is just kissing the tips of the leaves in that golden glow of magic.  A hundred stomping squirrels make my roof an amusement park.  A crow gives it’s warning.  The day calls in it’s unexpected possibilities.  I let the coffee do it’s magic even in my very slow rising.

 

Leaves kissed by the Sun

Whisper of morning breezes

Summer calls to Fall

 

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It’s Already Here


I woke this morning with a low clap of thunder.  The sky so dark I thought it was way earlier in the morning than it was.  The smell of the rain filling me up.  We needed the rain, with all these beautiful sunny summer days.  The earth was dry.  She needed a good drink.

I welcome the rumble of the thunder and the moisture of this mornings rain.  I let the metaphor of it fill me.

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Strike up the band

make us some noise

There’s change a comin’

It’s gonna pull at your joy.

 

It’s already a risin’

It’s a huge whirl and a swirl

It’s already Here people

It gave no curtsy no twirl

 

Take no heed of the violence

It will suck fear into your head

Make peace in you corners

Away from fears plague and dread

 

Find places to dance

Hold love’s song free in your heart

Make joy in each chance

Before this Earth you’ll depart

 

It’s already a risin’

It’s a huge whirl and a swirl

It’s already Here people

It gave no curtsy no twirl

 

There’s choice in your attitude

That parts fully up to you

The Earth, she’s a shifting

She’ll take you along too

 

Breath in the soft breezes

Exhale fear’s angered duress

Give away what does not serve you

Make way for love’s Breathe

 

It’s already a risin’

It’s a huge whirl and a swirl

It’s already Here people

It gave no curtsy no twirl

 

 

 

 

 

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Houghton, Michigan… souvenir… haibun


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Enjoying a day of garage sale-ing about town a couple of weeks ago; I filed through this box of old postcards and misc. ephemera.  I found this (1903) leather, wood-burned and painted ‘postcard’ souvenir, from way up north in the UP.   The guy at the sale said he figured it was his grandfathers, cause that box was old family miscellaneous stuff.  He also said, he wished he’d paid attention to what was in the box cause he really liked the saying on the card and wished he’d kept it.  (**NOTE… Originally I said this was from the maybe the 50’s/60’s.  There an old one cent stamp on the back of Ben Franklin.  That stamp is from 1903.  WOW.  cool huh)

Tho’ I wanted it, I offered it back to him.  He declined, and said it was meant for me and to give him a dollar for it.

It touched me with its message and reminded me that I am a little bit of All-that-is, with all the goodness and graciousness of Being,  sprinkled with periodic crankiness ,with an edge of distain every now n’ again.  And, that when I witness all the variables of people, and the vast array of personalities in my life and those that filter past me in my days; that I am of the ‘same clothe’ in certain sort of way.  I am part of this Oneness that they are a part of.  I don’t have to like the flow or constraint of another.  I don’t have to engage with any negativity.  I get to choose and feed the life I desire.

When I notice the goodness and grace of others to be reminded of my own goodness and grace.  And when I witness the disturbed, ugliness of other, that within me lurks some piece of that too.  Again, I get to choose, my way of Being in my moments, and realize that living in a world of Duality and polarity, It’s all a dance of Light and Dark and many colours in the in-between.  I’m fond of that Rainbow Bridge.

So many stories get made up about what we imagine something is or isn’t in the context of our feelings and observation of a moment.  And really… I know I haven’t a clue of that ‘truth’ of what I see, and feel outside of myself , till I ask, or I decide to let it go.  It might be wise to shut-up about it cause it IS false perception and likely my rambling idle gossip elaborating.

Heed the Light and Dark

Truth is a colourful trickster

Know your own story

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Dease Lake Avalon


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We three gather for this year at ‘The Dease’; old friends united forever in heart and kinship.  Sharing old joys and heartaches, letting ‘the now’ fills us up with unabashed laughter and gin, good food and new stories.  There is immediacy in our knowing and care for each other, that spans before and after eternity.  Differences lost to our sameness in the forever after.  Old ‘broads’ letting it rip like school girls crushed out in the drool of want and hunger.  Captured in memories moments for a little while, letting the wisdom of decades giggle us to the ‘Can you BElieve that shit?”

 

I bring my ‘Dear One’s to ‘The Dease’, to share it.  This place wrapped in sunrises and coral evenings, the shelter of Oaks, the fog off the lake, the call of Loons, the easy float of an eagle, the quiet;  A heart place for all my seasons, a gift of my family’s love sharing.   Here,  all that is stretched and pulled off from me in the pulse of life’s work and stress, melt with the morning fog to rise up to this northern heaven, released.  Free to let the breath and heart know natures giving, and taking.

 

Words are a vehicle to speak to sights, sounds, and smells of sensorial experiences.  And, in this place of spiritual abundance, this place I call ‘The Dease’, there are not enough splendid words to express the gift of it to my souls pleasure in the wonder and wander of it all.  This little parcel of land and lake that I think I know intimately and yet it keeps it’s secrets like ‘The Lady of the Lake’ , she who rises up with sword in hand, with a gift to open the magic to Dease Lake Avalon.

 

The great thing is, is that I get to make up my own magic in the truth of it as I make it so.  Knowing all that is ever needed to be known, as the magic and mystery gives in ‘the letting it be so’, right here on Dease Lake, my own little Avalon, celebrating with my Dear Ones.

 

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Mind-fullness in Storyland


Every moment holds a story or two or three or… We cast our eyes, our ears, our minds and hearts out THere, and reel in all kinds of refuse from the sea of life.  Some beautiful, some horrifying.  And ooooo how the  stories we give charge to become some magnified truth of something we have no idea of.  Made up cause we can, because we are compelled to answer what it is we see, and feel even when we have no idea of any of it.  Merely our perceptions.  What stories will you make up today and HOW do they service your loving heart and life?

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Go condemnation

Release to the heavens free

The angels must sing

 

No bitter smeared heart

when fear is washed in love’s light

A new dance begins

 

It is your story

Make it up with Care-fullness

Truth is perceptions

 

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My Soul says “Yes”


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My Soul say ‘Yes’

 

Heart wakes to the rise

The call to listen

Listen deep

touch deep

Feel deep

Deep

down In

below the surfaces

Out into the way beyond

 

Of the way between spaces

Of the fathomless

of no matter

care-full

in the

listen

in the listen

in the deep shallow

of the dark light reaching

Where All is One

 

Om mani padme hum

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FIVE CARDS


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Five cards bring the rise to rightness

The Jacks lead the way

The deal is in the differences

No  deal in the rules of this play

 

Play had its opportunity

for giggles and some jest

Judgement reared its Kingly head

A Queen was to take a test

 

She looks to what feels wrong here

in this deal that makes no deals

Pleasure lost to the nines and ten

to be tossed with out any zeal

 

Five cards have their temperament

In suits of red and black

With the club that made the heart ache

Not hard enough to crack

 

The spade it dug beneath it all

To find what was buried deep

The diamond wanted it alright

To sparkle again and not weep

 

Never just a game of cards

With King and Queens and Jacks

Lost to the play of the psyche

Of the right way to play like this or that

 

Five cards with rules to how they’re played

Five cards caught in a deal

Five cards that make for pleasure lost

Five cards that want to heal

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