Posted in daydreaming

Wild imaginations…

I woke up the other day and I wondered why I am here and what am I here for, I got the answer very quickly…

“What I am really saying is that you don’t need to do anything, because if you see yourself in the correct way, you are all as much extraordinary phenomenon of nature as trees, clouds, the patterns in running water, the flickering of fire, the arrangement of the stars, and the form of a galaxy. You are all just like that, and there is nothing wrong with you at all.” ― Alan Watts

I am the sum of wild imaginations,
broken open
laid bare,
not withered by age
or cynical
for I am as flimsy as air…

I am dew in autumn, the frost on winter grass,
the festivity of new arrivals
love that was made to last…

I am the spray of the ocean
the movement of the waves
the echo of thunder,
figments of the brave…

I am a lengthy version
of sadness
and of grief,
sometimes a live-streamed memorial
an ever-shifting belief…

I am the wildness of the forest; the call of tree frogs,
the glow of fire flies in summer,
a dance in the temple of gods…

There’s nothing profound about me, I am an allegory of words,
no legendary savior,
just an ordinary girl…

no fanfare or procession
no valiant calling,
for I am as simple as rain drops,
in streams of grace

I am the reminder of gratitude
holding me to account,
the discovery of magic
in mysteries I have espoused…

I hold memories of my ancestors still alive in my genes,
Time lord encounters,
stop-overs in my dreams…

I reach for the joy of the moment
the resonance of the earth,
the calling of forgiveness
and the re-discovery of mirth…


Posted in Just outside my gate

Elements of fluency…

“And forget not that the earth delights to feel your bare feet
and the winds long to play with your hair”
– Khalil Gibran – The Prophet.

There was a gathering
of rose-colored clouds,
an octave of joy
spoken out loud.
a honeyed light
touching my skin,
graceful messengers
on butterfly wings..

and the element of fluency
was everywhere,
a sacred antidote
to human despair…

this celebration of immeasurable things,
freed me from the heaviness
of transient limbs…


Posted in Me in real life

Love stormed the gates of hell to find me…

Last week I absorbed the suffering of the whole world (as well as my own) into my body and my mind…

I feel like a prisoner of thought,
caged by my own mind,
stuck in a time-warp, I can’t identify myself.
I feel lost, empty, confused, a reed in the wind
with no bearing, no true north.
I’m a clanging gong, out of sync,
out of time,
born of chaos.
I eat, I drink, I wake, I sleep,
but my understanding seems groundless.
The truth is not fixed or even visible, it waivers!

Around every corner there’s a sense of nothingness,
my hopes are shattered,
I don’t want to feel anymore.
I want to fade into the light,
be covered by darkness,
gathered into a cosmic eddy
and vanish from the face of this earth.
Just to be assumed into heaven
and relieved of suffering,
erased of all thought, of hurt.
Words have become shards of pain, visitations.

And then…

I pledge my allegiance to love only,
for love as energy is ceaseless,
it is undisguised,
it is all that I am…
a resonance,
a vessel,
it does not falter or wane.
Love seeks not division but unity,
it does not grow tired of me.
Love lifts the heavyweight from me
and transforms me
into kindness…
For love is eternal, it is the answer
to every question I have ever asked,
it is the perfection
and the chaos
of who I am!
Even in my darkest moments,
when I could not reason with my afflictions,
love gathered me into invisible arms,
closer than my skin,
love stormed the gates of hell
to find me…
I have surrendered to love’s purposes,
to its extravagance,
to its wildness.
For I am nothing and I am everything
because of love ❤