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You’re Barking Up The Wrong Tree Woman…a pantoum


day #5.  NaPoWriMo

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You’re barking up the wrong tree woman

I haven’t climb up into those branches in decades

It was what you did when finding how far you could go

And who your were in the climb of all that

 

I haven’t climb up into those branches in decades

When youth teased curiosity into that risk

And who your were in the climb of all that

Displayed among leaf and branch nearing the top

 

When youth teased curiosity into that risk

Safety felt better in the way up there in the sky high

Displayed among leaf and branch nearing the top

Earth bound meant a different accountability

 

Safety felt better in the way up there in the sky high

Bravery had it’s perks to the less courageous climber

Earth bound meant a different accountability

Closer to the Sun and sky made breathing easier

 

Bravery had it’s perks to the less courageous climber

It was what you did when finding how far you could go

Closer to the Sun and sky made breathing easier

You’re barking up the wrong tree woman.

 

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Spaciousness and being a birthday girl


Eegads… One more day, dang, less than 24hours, double dang, and I will embrace a new year of living on this planet.  Birthdays come ever so quickly as age settles in… don’t they?

I look in the mirror and see the me that I have become visually, with my shorter white hair coiffed in a tousle made in a semi-deliberate fashion, with the occasionally wisp of purple or pink or maybe blue in that tease of curl at my forehead.

Behind my ‘trendy’ framed glasses, my once vivid dark brown eyes have a soft cool halos of cloud circling them.   A wrinkle fest has slowly developed around those eyes that still hold a spark of clever in them.   I can see them and thank the Goddess for the wit that still flames out from them.

 

IMG_2765There’s flaws and spots that have found scattered permanence on my face.  I celebrate the wonder of a good foundation to soften and even my skin tone.

The lips have yet to have those vertical wrinkles typical of being over 60.  AND, When I lift those lips in a smile my best feature sparkles out.  My smile, it’s a good one.  A gift really.  Good teeth and a little something’ something’.  It has been complimented on by hundreds of people and I Am Grateful.  It holds itself proud and I like to share it often.

The days of the good horizontal now tend to embrace the pull of the vertical gravity.  Damn it.

Not too many horizontal wrinkles on the forehead, that’s good.

Dare I go just below the chin?  Damn it.  Shit.  Looky there will ya.  That’s where the nature of my face slides to.  It’s all I can do not to give a gobble gobble gobble and cluck to the way my flesh gives a prominent sag and jiggle. A droopy chunk of fat flesh… It’s all I can see when I have a bad day.  It’s all I can see and I want it gone.   And there it is.  It’s all I can see.

I’m not even going to go below my tits and say a word about that.  You don’t want to hear any of that.

With that said, I choose to not let gravity pull at my visuals endlessly, to drag my illusive stories about what is and isn’t in to being.  I get to choose the story I have about how I look, feel, experience my world.  I GET TO ChOOSE.  Thank God.  Really, cause to forget that I get to make up another story about it all would pull me into some dark hell, and leave me victim to all that negative  self-talk about my poor sagging ass and that frickin’ sorry looking flap of flesh below my chin.    That  Is NOt how my Truth seeks it’s Heaven.   Heck, I’m a story teller, let me make it a good one.

The best of me is in the unseen.  I like to think that’s where everyone’s best  is nestled.  The deeper self beyond the physical facade of our bodies that gives a certain surface story.   Never the full story.  A full story comes with getting to know me, you, anyone.  Beyond all the wrinkles, the belly rolls, the little fade of the eyes, the crimp of the flesh, the sag of the breast, the veins in the legs.  Beyond all that surface stuff that youth and age give tale to.

My best self tries to  embrace  the journey of life, in the predictability of how age takes it’s toll on the body.

Best to not worry about the next 20/30 years cause there’s the luck of having that much time let in the breathing.  No knowing that.

It’s Happy Birthday time and there is struggle in seeing that face in the mirror fading.  Turn that noise down so I can hear ‘My best self’ remind me I am ageless and perfect as I am.  I am the best of what I am right now.  I will forever in some way or another vibrate out there in the Infinite Universe with or without a body.  It’s what energy does; changes form.

It’s Happy Birthday to me and I’m good right now.  Full of gratitude for my family and friends, my work, my creativity.

I’ve decided the word for ‘my New Year’ is spaciousness.  Ridding myself of what doesn’t serve my life, inhibits my life, fills up too much of my life so there is Spaciousness in my breath, in my movement, in my inhabiting this body.    Big Breath… Exhale.  AGAin.

Spaciousness.  that’s what I will be about this year.

 

 

 

 

 

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The end of New Year’s Resolutions in the BE HERE NOW…


winter morning, at The Dease

The New Year approaches, in the traditional sense, on this coming eve of 31 Dec. Contemplation of resolutions, imaginings of the coming year, hopes and dreams, shifts and changes, the maybe’s and the might bes;  Lots of pondering is given to how ‘Resolution’ might feel/look/be experienced in the coming year.

RE-Solution.  A solution that is started again.  The ‘re’ gives the word that invitation.  What wasn’t solved previously, might now be ’re’instated and given another try. Right?   Let’s resolve what might not have been stated right the first time.

RE-solve, consider how you might make a better solution for the coming year, or solve what might not have been solved these last days or months from the previous try.  Start all over again at the beginning of this year 2014, and see if a better solution might make for a better outcome this time, maybe solve what has yet to be solved.

I’m not big on ‘resolutions’.  Not for not wanting to have the stick-to-itiveness for every previous resolve I have put my intention toward no matter what time of year I made them.  NO, it’s what I do to myself when I fail.  Cause, at some point, for me, I fail.  I might not even fail very much, if I made the resolution around drinking more water every day, or something I’m likely to do every day anyway.  Nope, for me it’s those resolves that I declare nearly every day, forget just the beginning of the year: EAt right, exercise  more, slow down, find more patience, write everyday,  help save the planet, be the most wonderful person in the whole entire wide world.

I hit the ground running like a I’m gonna stick to the statements I feel resolute to, and I declared would be what I’m going to do for the year, Hell, for my whole life and sooner than later I get lax, “Oh not today”, or “ I’ll get to that later” or, “I’m sick of being patient for that shit”.  You get my drift here.   It’s all so set up for failure this New Year’s Resolution business.  Who started it anyway?  Why only at the New Year?

For those of you that either know me, or for those of you that have read my previous ramblings, you have probably noticed I have an obsession for the ‘Be Here NOw’.  So, resolutions are for sure destined to snare the Be here now right out of you.  All that projection of what will be in the future, all that ‘stuff’ you’re going to do starting in the next few days, that you’ve been NOT doing, or doing with little enthusiasm, and you Still feel the ‘ought, shoulda,’ continuums of failure to make them your new, self imposed habits.  Doomed.  You ARE pulled right out of the Now, busy worrying about what is to come in your new fervor to be resolute on some future something-or-other.

Why not make it easy on yourself and take it all moment to moment, in lil’ iddybitty steps?  What’s with the grandiose declarations that are doomed for failure that you are contemplating this very moment that I’m writing this rant?  What about right here, right NOw, you release all that imposition of resolutions and declare this year, a year of BE HERE NOW.  Free yourself up to make each moment what ever that moment offers.  Which isn’t to say that you don’t make plans, or you don’t initiate intentions, or you don’t let that creative, active mind of yours have a free for all.  NO, it simply means (IMO) that you let go of searching the past for what did or didn’t work, (that’s done) ease out of what the future might or might not be, (cause you really have NO frickin’ idea) and let the pleasure of settling into each moment with joy and innocent wisdom.  Drink from the cup of NOw and Be.  Breathe into this moment, and let what you know guide you.  Resolve some goodness in this very moment.  Join me in making each moment a good one, cause you can.  Tomorrow is a mystery, and a few moments ago is done.

In this moment.  I love.  I feel the gentle expanse of my heart for my family and loved ones.  I miss my dog.  The winter white and chill is glorious as the day rises.  I feel safe and warm, and loved.  My ‘NOw’ is an attitude and heart of letting in as much goodness as I can.  I get to choose how I embrace each moment. even if the moments have struggle and strife, even despair, I get to choose my emotional relationship to them.  Right now… mmmmm… love, coffee, and winter white at The Dease.

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From the Pacific to the Great Lakes


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Serendipity finds the touch ancient familiar

Even in the not having made skin to skin

The familiar holds the magi’s stone vibrating

A long ago gives call to natures rising touch

 

There is no matter in how it goes or doesn’t

Way past that portal in the Awakening soul

There is a beyond yet seen by this mortal

For Earth’s call to life holds that mystery

 

And in the still of wondering of your vast Pacific

The shore that tides your here and now

The fresh lakes wrap around my mitten

Where the seasons beach upon my shores

 

Maybe touch will find us in the winter of our years

Or hold us up to the Light’s fantastic radiance

In the meet again of what we have always known

Holy is the wholeness or our wander here

 

Destiny lurks between our shores

 

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Day 3 of Gratitude. What moves the breath of Joy.


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Gratitude given moves the breath of Joy

Inhale the sweetness of the world made better

In the follow of passion made sacred by doing

Taking moments for what fills your cup

 

Inhale the sweetness of the world made better

Pouring and filling all that makes a grateful life

Taking moments for what fills your cup

Revealing what makes sacred your days

 

Pouring and filling all that makes a grateful life

Everlasting is Creation’s blissful passion

Revealing what makes sacred your days.

Glory in the Sunshine on Autumns leaves

 

Everlasting is Creation’s blissful passion

In the follow of passion made sacred by doing

Glory in the Sunshine on Autumn’s leaves

Gratitude given moves the breath of Joy.

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living in full spectrum


Life

Love

Death

love

dissonance

radiance

life

death

love

 

Life’s wheel keeps on turning with each breath

Whether you swim the  shallows or dive deep

Whether the Spring of you rises all green and chirpy

Or Winter lays his arctic blast all over your heart

 

Ache rises and falls in the depths of all seasons

It comes and goes in full spectrum panorama

with dark shadows and brilliant Sun light

all a matter of where you step your heart into

 

Move in and out of it, dive deep

linger on the surface, let the ache tremble

sobs through all the loss still yearning

while the turning Circle brings you up again

 

And the ’til dust’ finds it way back home

To the everlasting way beyond here and now

Even in the rise and fall of all the ache

Living is in having it all full spectrum

 

Love

Life

Death

radiance

dissonance

finding joy beyond the ache

radiance

dissonance

death

life

love

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LOVE ETERNAL


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Despaired relief in contradiction.  Impossible has no place to hide as it gains momentum. What must find space in the vast spaciousness when the body comes to closure settles in the imagination.  The gone to a greater far beyond incomprehensible.

To take life before life finds it’s natural conclusion questions what is ‘natural’.  The eyes of the loved oneforever made blank to this life’s seeing.  To ‘be seen’ is one of Spirit’s great gifts to humans, taken away when death seizes the senses.  Inviting the impossible to take over.  To trust the great Infinite to hold some magic to be seen again with out eyes.  In the knowing that Love has nothing to do with this body and everything to do with an awakening of the Soul.

Still, grateful for the wonder that a body, mind, a heart, the senses, share in the living.  In the being seen with eyes of love unconditional.  Now closed and gone from view.  Now gathered in the minds eye, in the heart’s longing, in the trust that a greater wonder gives care to the loved ones highest good.  That the meet again will be insured, because how can it not In the embrace of God, Oneness, Spirit, Source, The Infinite.

 

If there is a wander to find,

than let me wander

the vastness to

find you again.

 

My soul will recognize you,

it loves you for eternity.

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