The Giving Cause: All Abracadabra’d Out Photo by Ladan Lajevardi via ReShot I’m all abracadabra’d out–the magicseeps in unknowingly these days,and I fear I can’t hold on to itlonger than a few moments.The stars grant me a pass to the other side of the moon, andthere is where I find growth. Expectations don’t fill up […]
Your Poem From Me Request #6 — A Cornered Gurl
This made my day… Tre, thank you for this gift of a poem. I am touched beyond words❤️
Meditation moments unfurl
as spears of light break through,
never prepared for the moment
we rush to gather tools
to capture fleeting images,
never realizing it lives
in the recesses of a memory.
I walk beneath whimsical clouds
mocking my eagerness
as flowing, floating lumps gather
to block the white light,
replaced with a melancholy
as I know this moment
will never return,
that I won’t feel that wonder
of rays peering through to find
the magical place that received
everything,
in that very blink of an eye.
I move forward,
allowing the world to flow through
crown chakra to below
where crystals lay in crust
beneath my footsteps
waiting, soothing with energy,
it flows like miracles,
this is coming home.
A kind wind blew
as sleep surrendered to dreams,
the ringing of tiny metal fragments
filled their music tones
for the world
to hear.
Calmness of spirit stills
as the visions carry peace,
and you are everywhere still
like a solemn song moving through,
as the wind moves
I breathe the air you hold
like running water
cupped in hands
overflowing.
In this moment I linger
at one with All
in your presence I am Love
vibrating outward,
blessed with a gift of being
everywhere and nowhere,
I am the I am
and one with creator.
Thoughts on the passing of Thich Nhat Hanh… A gift to the world whose words and intention stir within us still. 🕉
Peace, Love and Patchouli 