Category Archives: BE HERE NOW

06/04/2017 · 9:07 am

Jane in Resistance


Day 5 of NaPoWriMo… This is an on going Poem inspire by the Fool.  You can  start from the beginning on April 1st, should you be so inspired to begin at the beginning.

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in my LIGHT

Opening eyes to an unknown radiance
when the cloak of night laid it’s chilled cover
and hours had held her entirety to the forgotten
Trying to be remembered.

The brilliance came through her eyelids
Her hands splayed over her face
Resistance was her friend.
The old oak of Bench her comfort

Bench was undulating
pushing at her immobility.
Whispering in her head
Swelling her heart’s desire
A silent urge to Open.

Fear stalked her hesitations
Pulling at her hands, her eyelids
A resonant ’NO’ filled her senses.
Peace had left the park
And the Sun was calling out
‘Jane, Jane, Jane”

What foolishness wanted a piece of her?
What trick of Light wanted to betray her
She welcomed the night’s crawl over her skin
Jane wasn’t . Jane was invisible
Till now.

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04/04/2017 · 6:49 pm

JANE? A fools journey


Day 4 of NaPoWriMo.    This is a spontaneous, on going, poem about Jane, and her Fools journey.

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Heart hand n mouth

She knew her name,
common among the abandoned
and runaway lost.
She forgot that it mattered
If it ever mattered till now
And if it had, would the memory
be candied sweetness or
layered in spikes and blades
with more of the ceaseless lonely
in this sea of other nameless
from the Lost?

The Bench ripple down her spine
A forgotten comfort, a familiar
longing, her skin flexed in
recognition, a silent welcome
followed by a far away voice
“Jane,
Jane,
Jane”
A long ago came tumbling in
with the coral sky swallowing the Sun
to the other side for that awakening.
Eyes open wide to the coming of night
Held to a singular beaming planet,
a radiant spike of light drives down
strikes her between the eyes.
Her breath taken from her
filling up on the blind of luminance
“Jane,
Jane
Jane can you hear me?”

 

copyright: jeanne Adwani

Photo: Jeanne Adwani.

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06/05/2016 · 7:47 am

LIFE ON EARTH


The stirring of the world around me in the rising of Spring’s renewal , and  the intense enveloping of the political world, give me a clear view of the duality that I rest in every day.   There is no avoiding either.    Better to settle into the greening and the thunder, then to let the angry righteousness of people fill me with fear and victimization.

Give me Earth’s Wisdoms, however it chooses to unfold.

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                                                           Forget Me Nots

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Rise up to the Great Awakening

Out there is the Kingdom of God

Take wonder and awe at The Infinite

Embrace the Oneness of the Universe

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Out there is the Kingdom of God

Standing on the lush crest looking outward

Embrace the Oneness of the Universe

Smelling the rising green of Spring’s awakening

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Standing on the lush crest looking outward

Make witness to Creation’s magnificence

Smelling the rising green of Spring’s awakening

Take belief in the perfection of Spirit

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Make witness to Creation’s magnificence

Darkness and Light are Earth’s gravity

Take belief in the perfection of Spirit

Know the destruction of Element’s colliding

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Darkness and Light are Earth’s gravity

It is in their embrace that we find wholeness

Know the destruction of Element’s colliding

Love holds the soft and harsh of living

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It is in their embrace that we find wholeness

Will you gather what soothes and what gives anguish?

Love holds the soft and harsh of living

Fear flourishes in the grip of self-righteousness

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Will you gather what soothes and what gives anguish?

Can you swim in the pool of loneliness?

Fear flourishes in the grip of self-righteousness

Will you let in differences to end fearfulness?

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Can you swim in the pool of loneliness?

Forgiveness is in the Spring of renewal

Will you let in differences to end fearfulness?

Gratitude is ever present in an open heart

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Forgiveness is in the Spring of renewal

Take wonder and awe at The Infinite

Gratitude is ever present in an Open heart

Rise up to the Great Awakening

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30/04/2016 · 7:57 am

The Ending is a New Beginning


Day 30… the last day of National poetry Month.

Thank you to those who have followed and read my work.

I deeply appreciate that.

As is my favorite style of poetry, I give you a pantoum.

I will be gathering my pantoums for a poetry book.

Stay tuned.

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BE HERE NOW

A day comes to sunset, a story ends, a loved one dies.

A relationship meets its closure, a beginning finds it’s end

And endings make a place for a new possibility

Life is woven in spirals, cycles of starts and finishes

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A relationship meets its closure, a beginning finds its end

The in-betweens hold the reactions, the bitter and the sweet

Life is woven in spirals, cycles of starts and finishes

Curves and turns, betrayals and losses, the heart breaks

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The in-betweens hold the reaction, the bitter and the sweet

The re-start is out of reach in the crush of life’s take away

Curves and turns, betrayals and losses, the heart breaks

A new day gives rise out of the dark night

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The re-start is out of reach in the crush of life’s take away

And endings make a place for a new possibility

A new days gives rise out of the dark night

A day comes to sunset, a story ends, a loved one dies

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18/04/2016 · 12:04 pm

WHEN ALL IS ILLUMINATED PERFECTLY


Day 18

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in my LIGHT

Stepping aside from noticing, you take notice

Peripheral vision reaching out to inform you of the edges

Lonely out there in the just enough far away to be hopeful

That with a slight turn of the head eyes will catch that certain light

That has been waiting there since time began .

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It isn’t that you haven’t noticed it, or avoided it

It has a magic to it that stays right at those edges of vision

A glimmer, a nuance, a radiance you can feel without seeing

That knowing can be enough, till you want to soak yourself

Let all that Light in from the heaven that sit at your far edges

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A radiance  that will come around and wrap you all up

It calls you to God, or Spirit, or Source, it calls to You.

Filling all your empty spaces with brilliance and Grace

Cause when you stopped trying to chase it, or notice it

It came fully around for your taking, only it had never left you

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Noticing Heaven on Earth is like that

You know, that surrender to the best of a moment

When all is illuminated perfectly

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01/04/2016 · 9:12 am

WISDOM and FOOLERY


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Wisdom and Foolery have each other’s best interest

They share in perfect orbit around their Sun

What is cloudy for one is a bright and luminous for the other

Both are infinitely right and wrong in duality’s continuum

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They share in perfect orbit around their Sun

Interchangeable, vastly exact, interpreting the unknown known.

Both are infinitely right and wrong in Duality’s continuum

For what is foolish is wise and what is wise leaps into the emptiness

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Interchangeable, vastly exact, interpreting the unknown known

Pure innocence already holds Wisdom’s greatest gifts

For what is foolish is wise and what is wise leaps into the emptiness

And in emptiness is the sacred stew of what you have been boiled in

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Pure innocence already holds Wisdom’s greatest gifts

Separation tears at the tough flesh of victim mentality

And in emptiness is the sacred stew of what you have been boiled in

Allow in the silence that holds everything imaginable to be revealed

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Separation tears at the tough flesh of victim mentality

Wisdom will play the Fool because she can

Allow in the silence that holds everything imaginable to be revealed

Fooling yourself can only happen for so long

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Wisdom will play the Fool because she can

What is cloudy for one is bright and luminous for the other

Fooling yourself can only happen for so long

Wisdom and Foolery have each other’s best interest

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19/01/2016 · 7:55 am

“…COME LIGHTLY TO THE BLANK PAGE”


This is from a prompt I was invited to do via my Creativity Coach teacher, Jill Badonsky.

We were to pick a quote from this website that gathers many quotes, and select the last five or so words at the end of the quote.

Steven and I may not agree on how to come to ‘a blank page’, and then again, is there really a wrong way?    How might you come to a ‘blank page’?SHadow on Dunes, California

“you must not come lightly to the blank page.”  Steven King

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Come lightly to the blank page

Take in the sense of emptiness

The thrill of possibilities.

The taste of what wonder is on the tip

of your pen, waiting.

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Come lightly to the blank page

Give quiet pause to the hungry story

That yearns for the telling.

Tease it like you would a lover

Feeling passion’s aching

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Come lightly to the blank page

Let the bright light of empty spaciousness

Find that sacred resurrection.

Lay down one word at time

Make generous your heart’s longing

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Come lightly to the blank page

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copy rights… jeanne adwani

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