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Lay It ALL Down


12 Sept 2019

At first, I thought this a big ol’ rant as it rolled out of me onto paper.

And as I take in what I ‘lay down’ here, I felt all the truths that

came into my heart from letting it all out.  Sitting in the questions

of, “What will I lay down that gets in the way of my joy?  What will

I lay down that holds me ransom to a fear?  What will I lay down that

gives me space to include more joy and love?  What old shit keeps me

from my Sovereignty?

~

Lay it all down

In that this is a time of

the absence of reason

~

If what is unreasonable 

doesn’t move you to lay Down

your used up angry

emotions, thread bare, raw to the bone

in the vast abyss of reason-lessness,

unkindness, and startling

betrayals after betrayals

Then what is?

~

Widen your despair to include

that which gave you this despair

It lives in all hearts

~

Lay down your thought

that negative badgering makes

a difference.

~

Lay down your thoughts

that rages fixes anything

~

Lay down your closed heart

in the wound conjured up by

old war games against your soul

~

Lay down the ‘better than’ and

the righteous decent, the finger

pointing, the bad mouthing.

~

Lay down any wretched thoughts 

that provoke separation that places You

over Here and Them over There.

~

Lay down the thinking that 

your thoughts are Not powerful

because how you think expands

that energy force a thousand fold

~

Lay down the chains that bind 

you to hardness and resentment

~

Lay down what you accuse of others

as You are That too.

There in is the reflection.

There in Lives the Gift.

~

Widen your Joy

Widen your Love

Widen your Gratitude

Widen your heart

   to the inclusivity

   that you are that which you

   think of self and other

~

Take action on behalf of Love

Serve the Highest Good

Rise up to your Sovereignty

~`

~

copyright.. 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

~

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

~

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’

~

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

~

It is yours to remember

~~

…cc jeanne adwani

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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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Loss Must Have All Our Tears… a pantoum


day 26…

  I dedicate this to Janine.  Sending her love and hope in this time of great sadness.

Is it a call to the ever-lasting?

Has chaos laid its final hand upon us?

Fragile are we in our unfolding from life to death

The earth body has it limitations to release the bound soul

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Has chaos laid its final hand upon us?

There is no knowing when you will be taken or how

The earth body has it limitations to release the bound soul

And in our grief we remember the celebration of a life well lived

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There is no knowing when you will be taken or how

Can we greet death by living to our highest and greatest good?

And in our grief we remember the celebration of a life well lived

Filling up on the gifts that love has generously given

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Can we greet death by living to our highest and greatest good?

The Universe brings infinite vastness into our souls

Filling up on the gifts that loves has generously given

When remembrance is what holds us to what was

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The Universe brings infinite vastness into our souls

There is no telling when we will be called into the light and dark of it

When remembrance is what holds us to what was

And loss must have all our tears.

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There is no telling when we will be called into the Light and Dark of it

Fragile are we in our unfolding from life to death

And loss must have all our tears.

Is it a call to the ever-lasting?

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The Scent of You


Day 8 of NaPoWriMo. 

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MIDNIGHT BLOOM, Jackie Landry

 

It doesn’t matter where you come from.

It’s that you come and waft over me

A caress across my face I find my breath

A breeze over the back of my neck

A spiral around and in front of me

Filling me up with the scent of you

~

The unexpected intoxication

I dare not move but to inhale deeply

Closing my eyes as I take you in

Floral musk, an ambrosia of a time ago

Sure it is you cloaked in invisibility

A dimensional rift, a crack opened

~

For a moments longing in a heady swirl

All to do is to give into the swooning high

Allow it to find the sweet settle of mystery

That reminds me that we are never separate

In these quantum layers of Being

You passing me by in the meadow of your life

Me, sitting here in this chair at the rise of my day

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I hope you inhale all me in our passing

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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?

fire and hands

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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BE HAIR NOW.. haiku


Hi ya everyone.

I have been off writing this novel I started in 2007.  I like it and it called to me back again.  Novels are crazy things to write.  Getting the story out, and not over editing the first time around, going back, and editing it, getting rid of the lil’ darlin’s that really need to not be there.  Write the darn thing over again.

eTC..etc. ETC.  It’s an intense process and I admire the millions that have done.

 

My heart is still that of a poets.  I have missed being here letting the poet muse have me in the morning and take me where she wishes.  It is my way of refreshing and feeling the spirit of the moment have me and let me roll some words out here in the Now.

 hair as milky way

Hair as Milky Way

Spiral above as below

Infinity calls

 

Infinity calls

A swirl of third eye knowing

In Oneness we are

 

In Oneness we are

Many Milky Ways unit

Be Hair NOW

 

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