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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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CIRCLES AND LINES


29 april 2019

circle and lines

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Circles and Lines

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Unity lives in the Circle

A sense of connection

A field of nurturance

Guided by the moment

Living in the what’s real

Held to the rule of flow

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A mandala of prayer

Hand to hand to hand

Heart to heart to heart

Linked together in common

With uncommon ways

finding the Way

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A line stretches out

May move and weave

In it’s lateral expression

It has a plan, an action

An intent to conclusion

Bound in stated process

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Straight goes this Way

Inclusion set to strict modality

A paradigm steeped in rightness

Too long holding the reign

This line needs a new paradigm

Inclusion calls for flow

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And so we go, circles and lInes

Lines and circles in need

Of each other in the paradox

Of how one holds the other

In the differences and sameness

The line runs cold without Circle

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Time, timelessness, yearns

for flow in the Circle glow

Rising together to heal the line

drawn between us for so long

United are we when we circle up

Sovereign each, connected to flow

~

cc… jeanne adwani

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WHAT WONDER IS THAT?


27 April 2019

ALICE

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Wonder has magic in it 

That mystery of not yet knowing

In the wide eyed, bright eyed

Mischief that lives in the question

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Of Wonder why, wonder how

Wonder when, wonder what

In the living day lights is That

Glitch in the fabric of the Universe

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That shimmering, quivering

Anomaly of patterns you thought

Could not possibly shape shift

Into a new paradigm

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The check list of what is, isn’t

What isn’t, is, and then nothing

You feel into the ‘all fucked-up-ness’

And wonder, what will happen next

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Or is the deceive of your eyes, 

The betrayal of your mind

The crack in your wanting heart

Leading you down Alice’s hole

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There will be dinner with The Rabbit

And that Queen with no Heart

Will march you more deeply into

The fantasy cause she wondered

You into Being

~

CC  jeanne adwani

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TWILIGHT’S MESSENGER


Day 7, NaPoWriMo.net

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CELESTIAL PAINTING

TWILIGHT’S MESSENGER

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The whisper is louder

moving from dreamtime

moving from the way

twilight sleeps starts

the call in the waking

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Filling cells and senses

Live streaming through

veins and capillaries

Pumping the heart in a

yet unknown intention

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Of blood red morphing

into colour and light

Full spectrum momentum

ready to pull the arrow head

to its intended mark

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It takes paying attention

in this quiet space between

the worlds of remembrance

and the whisk away of

forget

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Laying the images and story

on to the blank slate of consciousness

Letting this whisper state of being

graduate to that wider awareness

of waking up to that ‘Ah Ha’

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Whatever guidance whispers

within twilight sleep’s call

into your dreaming ears

fills your breath with wisdom

calls your heart to ache with

the want of a new understanding

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It is yours to remember

~~

…cc jeanne adwani

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Nature Spirits are Seen


Day 5.. NaPoWriMo  New Moon in Aries

A Villanelle.  A french form of poetry that I feel compelled to try.  A first time dive.

The first line I choose to begin this poem is from the Astrological Sabian Symbol for this New Moon.

It spoke to me.  I read it on www.mysticmamma.com.   A worthy site for following the Lunation of the Moon

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Nature Spirits are seen in the Light of Sunset

A finger snap out of the shadows dancing

Soften your eyes to the magic to see what you get

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Quick in our ways of busy we forget

In child like wonder lives this remembrance

Nature Spirits are seen in the Light of Sunset

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All hail to a heart wide open to be Spirit met

On the horizon in the forest light seen

Soften your eyes to the magic to feel what you get

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In the meadows and gardens they set

Among the blooms of flower scent

Nature Spirits are seen in the Light of Sunset

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Oh to be of a child’s mind in no regret

Of  joy and innocence with eyes wide open

Soften Your eyes to the magic to see what You get

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Surrender, receive with innocent eyes re-set

Take in the Sunrise for recalibrated refresh

Soften your eyes to the magic to see what you get

Nature Spirits are seen in the Light of Sunset

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** cc Jeanne adwani

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05/04/2019 · 9:53 am

She, Tree, Bugs, Birds, and Sky


day 4 NaPoWriMo

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PORTAGE LAKE SKY

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She took her voice to the big Maple

Gave it a breathy sonnet

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He took it in on the fresh

breeze running through his leaves

Caressing each branch and twig

~

Her story teased up and down the

trunk, rippled each word around the bark

nibbled on by fat bugs hungry for

a little poetry.

~

Crows and Sparrows

Chickadees and Woodpeckers

came to feast, filled their bellies

on plump verses and clever rhymes

Taking flight into the big blue

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Flitting and flying

Chirping and singing

Cawing out the sonnet

for the new day to hear

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~~~  cc jeanne adwani

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TREE WISDOM


white pine forest

Day 3… NaPoWriMo.net

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A cry, a call, a want?

There is easy in blocking out

    the smells and sounds of surroundings

In the sensorial complexity of Awareness

Missing the small voice, the delicate whisper,

    the hushed wail of hungry yearning

So quiet that only in silence might

    our senses notice

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And maybe there is no sound to the human

    ear, but a aching wisp of breeze that surrenders

    the cry, the call, the want to a tender caress

    only recognized for our own need to be heard,

To be touched

To be noticed

Because the voice of you fails in your lack of trust

Your forgotten sovereignty,

Your forgotten wholeness.

You forgot yourself connected

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And Yet there you are

Standing serene and tall, budding out

     in Spring’s early show, willing in the repeat

The roots of you reaching, reaching

     in the quiet cool underground of life force

Seeking in the cool dark earth for others

     in the weave of this capillary life of remembrance

      in this rooted stability of ancient knowing

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I witness you

I see you, 

I feel the tender roots of you

Your budding excites me

Your Courage is mine

Your call, your cry, your want

is of us all

I hear you

I am You

I am that.

 

~~~~~

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