Tag Archives: HEART

HISTORY’S BEDEVILMENT


30  august  2011    >  15/6   >   Devil/Lovers

 

How will you give love to yourself so that you can be a better lover?

What does love look/feel/smell/taste like?

Isn’t it interesting that the word ‘devil’ is lived backwards? What does that mean to you?

 

In that last question… devil/lived, it occurred to me that when we linger in our past, be it years ago or just yesterday,  we have already lived it;  It’s gone.  It is history and can not be undone nor lived the same again.  Should we choose to cling to what is past, that devil, that trickster, will stir confusion and ‘bedevilment’ into our living in the present moment.  So… in my conclusion of this whole devil/lived word thing, is.  Live for each moment or be be-deviled by what you think you shoulda, coulda, oughta, have done.  What can you do right now?

 

 

There is no dismissing history

It brings you here as you are

loaded, a full blown human- being

with a past that has a story

 

You are not just your history

it’s how you live right now

not how you lived what’s gone

redemption is yours for the asking

 

Yesterdays lead the way to today

Substance builders for right now

To linger in the past holds you captive

keeps you away from the service to life

 

To serve life is to be of life

To serve life is to give of life

heart open, fully present

listening…

 

Lived is the devil gone by

his trick is to remind you 

to unchain yourself from the past

Release the evil and live

 

Your life depends on it

 

 

 

 

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY KATIE


I like the feel of quiet that lays on a morning lake.  A bit of golden sparkle from the rising sun, the slow float of swans, and early morning fishermen waking the lake up.  I think.. The lake, does it ever really sleep? Does it just go all quiet in the dark blanket of night letting it’s inhabitants have their rest?

Early, a.m. on Lake Fenton.  The Sun is just hitting the tree line,rising it brilliance, calling the day to have life’s offerings.  It has just hit my eyes with a stab of orange light filtered through the poplar in front of the deck.  I can’t look at it with out it blinding me.  It hits the water and sends a blaze across the lake directly over my body.   I’m going to pause here and let it in….The call of a Canadian goose moves me from my revery. 

It’s my dear niece’s birthday today. 17, with life ablaze and calling her to live it.   I dedicate this day to her magnificence and the pleasure of being in her life, watching  her unfold with intelligent grace, and a sassy sense of humor.  Look out world she’s a coming to get ya.

!!!!    ****    !!!!    ****    !!!!    ****    !!!!    ****

Golden shining child of my heart

Your sun rises to meet life 

Cast your light out over calm seas

 

Fill the sky with brilliance

Wake the rhyme of life

In lyrical celebration

 

Innocence still moves your days

Caresses the edges of your wonder

Pulls you deeper into yourself

 

Sends you further out to the beyond

To find the you that is meant to be

Rising to the Sun’s call

 

Golden shining child of my heart

Live life to Love’s call

Be your best self.

 

 

19  august 2011   >  13/4/0  >  death/emperor/fool

What does letting go of that thing that you need letting go of, keep you from letting go?

Do you have your life in order?

What might happen if you just let yourself get all silly and act the fool?

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THE HEART WINS


9 june 2011 > 10/19/1 > Wheel of Fortune/Sun/Magician

HOw do you ride the circle of your life?
What ‘tool’ do you need to pull out of your bag of tricks today?
Can you let your light shine?

Bags are packed ready to load in the car for my trip north. ooooo.. yipeeee.
Might even stop at a garage sale or two, or three. An antique shop or two, or three.One of my favorite pass times, tho I am not collecting these days as I am ridding myself of crap and more crap… Still..

It is likely that I won’t get my GeezerGirl poems and deep undefinable wisdom up in the mornings in a timely matter, however… I WILL get them up. I am addicted to this process of Free Falling into my day with a poem and some jabber. OH>. I think something is stirring. I’m Faaaaaaallllling.

 

LETTING THE HEART WIN

 

 

Circles, lines, curves and angles
the mind likes to twist and mangle
life’s journey it will battle
with it’s stress full negative prattle
Tossing you to Cerberus hunger
leaving you with unrequited wonder
what the hell just happened here
My mind is not functioning clear
And then a quiet voice appears

The heart’s steady rhythm
Defies the mind trick’s hymnal
Keeps it’s pulse, It’s beat beat beat
Calling you back to the cadence it speaks
Of love, and kindness, give and care
Not that mindless chatter that takes you
no where

The mind leads you away
Busy, busy, on display
Sabotages and mirages
While heart softly massages
Away the idle chatter’s whimsy
The inner banter’s hellish tizzy
Calling softly to your brain
That this chatter is mundane
Will likely make you insane

Circles, lines, curves and angles
Let the heart lead your minds fandangle
To the quiet voice, a distant drummer
Bringing you to your center’s hunger
In a whisper, a soothing hum
Calling you near away from the strum
Of your minds clever flogging
Of the rightness of your longing
Let love win over mind’s fruitless clogging

A truth as steady as the Sun
A truth that you alone have won
In the gentle understanding
A Heart that gives no remanding
Steady Steady does she flow
Listen deeply to what she knows
Soft and quiet is her tone
Reminding you of all known
You my sweet are never alone.

 

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THE HEART IS A NOMAD


30 may 2011 > 12/21/3 > The Hanged One

Today…Can you look for a new perspective in your life?
Can you relax within what ever is going on
and just be, without doing anything?

I saw my first Bollywood movie, other than SlumDog. It was fun!!!!REally entertaining. Colorful, great music, that crazy, wonderful dancing. I was feeling
the joy. A line from one of the songs jumped off of the screen for me that I have to use to day. Not because I have any idea in this moment where it will go,or what poem will rise in the next moments … I just liked it.

THE HEART IS A NOMAD

Wander my heart
Find the passage that
   gives you flight.
Pulse to the bird’s song
Soar loves landscape
Taste passions fruit
Sail vulnerability’s sea
Even away you are here
     with me

Wander my heart
    find home where you are
Chant with the heart of others
Weep with their grieving
Celebrate their giving
Laugh with their foolishness
Share in their life pulse
You are connected
Even away you are here
    with me.

Rove and weave my heart
Be free to give of yourself
The dance of life is for your
   pleasure,
For your sorrow
For your longing
For your connection
For your celebration
For your Gratitude
For your love
For your Joy
For your wanderings
     to find yourself
    in all that Is.
     Sharing the beat
    the pulse
    the rhythm
    of life everlasting.

Right here… with me.

 

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