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THRESHOLD, answering the Big question


PATH TO GALAXY

 

Each step is a new threshold

An invitation, an opportunity

A celebration, a mystic moment

Each step,

Foot in front of foot

Thought followed by another

A sound that welcomes

    the next sound

A feeling that moves to the

    next feeling.

~

There is a space of in-between

sensorial moments

Where you receive

    information.

Where you receive the

Great questions

Where Alchemy mixes

   the improbably with

   the impossible

~

Not audible, not tactile

Not seen, unnoticed

Right there waiting

A nano second

A revelation,

An  awakening

    of absolute knowing

~

Beyond all your alert senses

Beyond your greatest understanding

Beyond what you have been told

Beyond what you thought true.

~

The heart races wildly

The skin tingles and shivers

Vision moves within to the unseen

Energy smells like lightening

Swells to engage the Infinite

And you cross

~

You have stepped over

    the threshold wide Awake

Wisdom of All times fills you

and You know …

Light and Darkness

Love and Fear

     share each other

Need each other to

thrive

One can not be

      without the other.

~

Every moment

Every moment

Every moment

You stand at a threshold

How will You hold the Paradox?

~

~copyright  jeanne adwani

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PUTTING IT OFF FOREVER…


Sometimes I wake up with this line or sentence that one of my many
muses demands I give myself to.  This was sort of like going into a dream
state and channeling the unknown only I know it very well. 
I just re-read it and tweaked the form of it a bit
 I leave the words as they came to me. yikes..

Putting it off forever

It’s right over there
That Thing that needs doing
I want to put it off forever

It’s in reaching distance
the tips of my fingers
trace its slick red surface

It smells of old metal
and days of vulnerability
given again and again

I want to put it off forever
       That Thing
           that needs doing.

Cause doing it puts
an old ache in my body
that leaves the touch 
of unrequited too close
to my surfaces.

It has shattered texture
that rasps at my skin
leaves hope raw and 
unattended to.

There is something in the
pain of it that holds forever
captive.
Or 
maybe it’s in the overwhelm
of it that sabotages possibilities
forever putting off the inevitable
dance of change.

Paradox is the sentinel to my
         forever 

That Thing
just over there
in sight
smelling of blood 
ripping my flesh
shedding my hope
clipping my wings

Calls from dead dark
space to do what 
needs doing.

It’s the only way
to the Light.

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