CRAZY!!

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Crazy when it’s normal to avoid the eyes of someone passing by and to smile may even be considered as dangerous!

Crazy when we fear the two legged Homo sapiens yet cuddle up with the four legged wild mammals!

Crazy when a ding on the smart phone is more commonplace than a ring at the front door!

Crazy when, even with loved ones, a two dimensional smile is more frequently produced than a three dimensional
face-to-face smile!

Crazy that these changes are becoming the cultural norm where humans are becoming impersonal to each other!

Crazy that perhaps when we had less,
Less to acquire
Less to loose
Less to compare

We actually had more.
More physical contact
More personal connections
More inherent humanity!

Perhaps there’s no need to have less
To be able to give more
If the detachment from transient
And acknowledgement to real
Is truly our goal.

Let it Swing!

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A little splash of color
A little depth then subdued
Colors, contours, crevices
All Nature’s depiction of life.

Is this not like the pendulum swing
The momentum of life events?
Milestones, crises, inevitables
A little excitement
A little drama
A little discontent…

Through the dynamic process of both,
Nature and one’s life span
There is but one constant,
The flow of energy
Without which there is no color, no events, no experience..

So look and see the surface element,
Pleasing and displeasing.
But don’t stop there
Go a little deeper
Feel the flow
Put on your skates, find your wings
Ride and fly.

For here is true living
No definition, no judgment
Pure and simple joy
Clarity in existence;
And appreciation for making
The rank of the living….

Simply Pure

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Pure and simple
Honest clarity
Fragrantly supreme

Elegant eloquence
Creative climax
Divine design

Picturesque perfection
Delving deep
Leading the lost

All beauty has a unique way of taking the beholder back to the source of where the perception is rooted… Within!

Peace Prosperity Dignity

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Peace…
An actual reality
That comes with acceptance
Of the magnificence and simplicity,
Of what ‘Is’
‘Oh what a feeling’, Just as in the song…

Prosperity….
A side effect of peace,
Where what is needed appears
And then flows with abundance
Enough to spare and share..

And then as if that is not plenty
Along comes Dignity…
A sheer strength
That fears nothing,
Holds no weapons
But fights all that dares
To shadow Prosperity and Peace…

So bask in all that ‘Is’
This great moment…
Welcome each person,
Each experience
And when the moment is empty of worldly noise
Accept that too
And yearn for the shrouded world within
And slowly and surely
It will also
Reveal its treasures to you…

Joy

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Which list, my infinite joy, do you belong to?
The to-do list so I can feel accomplished?
The list of what I can do when the to-do list is done, so I don’t feel guilty?
Or the list that comes before all lists, as the day is just not right if not done?

Why must there be an order when joy is an essence?!
Why must there be a turn when joy is omnipresent?!
Is there a front seat or a back seat to joy?
Am I a driving force or an observer?

Joy is all of the above and more.
Joy was yesterday
Joy is today and will be tomorrow
The deciding factor is presence…
Will I be or not…

Joy is a state of being, is it not..
Joy is present in your stillness
It is there in your action
Joy is the fruit of your appreciation..

Oh what joy to know joy!

Lovers

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Face upturned she weeps tears of joy at the sight of her radiant love..
Looking down he zones in on her to end the quest of his search.

The union even undenied by distance, stands transfixed
As each on its own is complete, yet together, magnify love and joy.

Such is this inner-outer self,
As when connected and accepted,
When understood and revered
The union is second to none..

Radiant beams flow from within
As the source to all is tapped,
The union cherished,
No space for division and no power to deny…

Lovers to lovers
In all their realms,
Search, find
And bask in glorious unions…

Birds of a Feather Flock Together….

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Hey you!”, said #1
“Come on up here, the view is amazing!”

“I know what you mean!” said #2
Never disagreeing with the man above

“Fine and dandy for them” said #3
“There’s clearly no more room at the top”

“I don’t want to hear your whining!” said #4
turning away

“Quit your bickering” said #5
“At least we are safe down here”

Oblivious to the trials of reaching the top
#6 and 7 are clearly lateral thinkers going their own way!

Have you got to the top of your game?
Are you helping the next man up?
Or are you looking up
Wondering if your success trip is too risky to make?

Wherein lies your real success?

It’s in knowing you are here
In this space
In this time

So whatever your stance
Enjoy the dance
As you reached your destination
On the day of arrival

Top or bottom
Of which ever ladder you choose

Recognize your inherent gifts

Love that instills security
Joy that infuses passion
Gratitude that brings contentment

Tap that source within
Reap the rewards and
The precarious ladder will lose its grip.
Consciousness will become your success!

The Gift..

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Red rose
White rose
Yellow rose

Of passion and sensuality
Of purity and clarity
Of friendship and warmth

At first they bud
Then they bloom
Slowly the petals cascade on down..

Even when dried and wrinkled
Fragrant of character they still are
So What’s to reflect and enjoy continues to be ever present…

My, What lessons to learn!
What insights to behold!
What awe to witness!

So next time when gifting the rose
Know I shall be returned
Not only to the smile of gratitude,
But also the circle of life
Where true essence never dies…

Pot of Gold

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In the most fragile of vessels
Made of the most prolific compounds
Constructed of ingenious design
Desired by its inhabitant until the day of demise…
Is Gold!

This vessel is your immediate location
Outer shell pierce-able by as little as a pin prick
Yet strong enough it withstands all the woes of its lifespan…

This vessel is your means of transportation
Yet no wheels, no wings
And without motion takes you around the globe and back in seconds…

So much is possible in this vessel
So much is attributed to this ‘pot’
Yet comes a time when it will not glow
It will not wonder
It will not move…

Why?
Because without the ‘Gold’
The pot is empty
The pot decays
The pot is dirt!

Amidst the work of the Gold
All attention is paid to the pot
The pot is acknowledged
The pot is revered
The Gold is unknown….
For many the search for Gold is the goal
The search is started, interrupted, elusive
Returning to praising and adoring the pot!!

Focused and steadfast
Still and present
Know your Gold!!
As so long as you have your ‘pot’
So too do you have your ‘Gold’.

Beneath The Surface

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Ginormous and daunting
Grotesquely gnarled
Unbalanced and crooked

Surrounded by unequivocal beauty
Placid allure
Tactile comfort

Unfair!
Unimaginable!
Indignant !

Is this not what we all have felt?
Is this not how we have judged ourselves?

But wait !
Are we not all woven from the same cloth, the same dirt, the same chemical compositions?!

Has not the Maker granted
To each his time,
To each his aspirations,
To each his guiding force?

Yes!
Yes!
Yes!

So see past the sense of sight
Feel past the sense of touch
Allow the heart to lead…

Gnarled or glittering
Strong or timid,
Feed the flow of kindness
And appreciate what truth lies beneath the surface.

Skin or bark!