awareness

ME

If I was j.u.s.t myself,

I would probably go off

the DEEP end, bounce in from

right field

to a grounder hit poorly, that

should have been an “out”.

Who knows what virus my brain

may release on the literary world?

Taking it by storm no

vaccine or antibiotic would touch,

it mutates and changes defenses

so quickly.

Me, myself & I, we stay in a

hole deep inside

lest the slings and arrows

of OUTRAGEOUS fortune

pay an untimely visit–

every visit from them is

untimely.

So, wounded, I limp back

home, licking my wounds

in self-pity waiting for this

wave of compassionate

self-demise to end.

Who am I, anyway?  EVEN

I do not want to really

know, for fear it would be

unacceptable, even to ME.

Eroded rock formations in Badlands National Park, South Dakota.

Eroded rock formations in Badlands National Park, South Dakota.

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Group Meditation

We all went to the same place

together.

A chain of energy & consciousness

linked to the absolute

magnified its presence

and power

many times over.

Although we were separate

our minds and focus were

one.  United in intention

we sent waves to the

world

like a global ocean pond

a rock dropped in

one end rippled its way

to the other shores.

Sweeping away all

vibes, tsunami-like,

that were not

life supporting.

Our influence

was felt on the furthest

beaches with waves

of love, unity and

harmony.

Instantaneous was

our effect, far-reaching

and lasting.

Fading away goes

slowly until the

next gathering.

Full moonset over Teton Mountains. Grand Teton National Park, WY

Full moonset over Teton Mountains. Grand Teton National Park, WY

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Fun

3 letters.  If they’re not in your life

put together like that–you

don’t have much going into your fond

memory account.

It’s not the be-all & end-all but its

absence is.

Just doing without enjoying is

racking up a lot of “things” while

you’re not feeling particularly happy

about it all.  Joy is missing–

sometimes we forget or don’t

even know to feel what we’re

doing as enjoyment.  To relax

into that.  It may be there 5%

but it needs to be there 90-100%.

Not of the time–I’m talking about

the quality of experience.  Deeply

felt ones are like wringing the

last bit of water out of a sponge.

Most of us have soggy sponges.

Unused joy that is in the shadows,

the wings, waiting, to color

our experience of life.

Otherwise, it’s a black & white

movie, over at the end & that’s

that.  Not much to write

home about.  Just another

check off the list.  Your bucket

is getting empty, but it often

times doesn’t mean too much.

Fun.  Is it or isn’t it?

 

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Flower Petals

Flower petals

flit

and fall

leaflessly

haplessly

to the ground.

Lying there

inert

lifeless

they beautify

the landscape

with floral rainbows

of rest.

Tread lightly on them

if you have to

tread at all for

they have given

their life

their livelihood

for a grander

purpose

not to fade

for quite

sometime.

Silhouetted Joshua trees and sunset. Joshua Tree National Park. California

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Balanced

We walked.  Golf balls littered

the ground.

The park was haven to

people having fun.

All except those parked improperly

getting tickets.

People were grateful, seemingly, in

the grocery store.  In a higher income

area, their needs were better met and

their food and lifestyle more healthy

than in the less affluent areas.

All these are generalizations,

but I experienced the people

more friendly and appearing

less stressed.  My imagination?

Hardly, I think.  Although, I

could be wrong as appearances

aren’t always what’s going on

below.

We should have a gate that

you go through

measuring your stress

hormones and if they’re too

high, you should be sent home

to rest, eat some nourishing food

and do whatever you need to do to

get balanced and be in a fit

state to interact with others.

 

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Dreams

The day is dawning somewhere,

I’m going to sleep.

The land I inhabit therein

mysterious as it is fleeting

sometimes shines so bright

a light I see everything

very clearly.

I bounce off my brain

in images of almost

coherence.  They seem to

make some sense but

then in comes this “weird”

thing–that wouldn’t

happen in real life–

couldn’t happen–but

the rest is believable.

As long as I’m empty

in the morning.

I don’t need to carry

around this stuff

for another day!

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I Can

Everything’s telling me I can’t

but I’m going to anyway.

I saw how powerful my mind

and thoughts were today,

taking away pain if I

focused on the positive–on

what I wanted.

It just took a little while

of concerted “effort” & con-

centration to build up

a momentum where I didn’t

have to do that anymore.

I was just on “auto pilot”.

When the pain occasionally

surfaced–it was constant in

the beginning–I just

did what I did continuously

to get going for a brief

moment, and I was

on the road again–pain

free.

It wasn’t my body–

that was just the result

of my “negative”, weak

thinking that manifested

in the habit of pain & “I

can’t do it”.  It was just easier

to give up when the going

got tough than push through

it with some effort in my

thinking and that pushed

my body forward.

 

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Phoenix

I have a strong

creative,

procreative

urge.

‘Something’ is wanting

to break forward/out/into…

something else–

becoming unstuck

from a cemented post hole,

let loose from a lifetime

of restriction

largely self-imposed.

 

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Sleep or Meditate

Sleep or meditate

either way

your eyes

are closed–

at least in

the meditation

I do.

You’re not

missing much

outside your

eyelids–

the world just

goes on as usual–

the good, the bad

and the ugly–

while you are at

peace within,

in bliss

while the

world battles

it out

for top dog.

Sleep or meditate

what a choice

to make

when your

eyes are tired

and within

is beckoning.

Tomato with yellow sepals.

Tomato with yellow sepals.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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so it is

The web

supports

our meager

yet substantial weight.

Falling

without a net

can be fatal.

Yet it is there

to save our life.

To let us know

not to give up or in

to weakness that

is not ours.

Humans are given

many chances to

redirect our efforts.

We just must

know that is so.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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