poetry

Poetry is a compacted compilation of human thought and emotion. There is a higher concentration of communication within the syllables of poetry than exists in entire paragraphs of prose.

Poetry is a medium that is meant to be individually discovered and digested. Each person sees something intimate of themselves revealed in the blood that is scrawled upon the parchment of revelation.

No one can discover it for us. It can only be learned by our own struggles and efforts… each revelation unique to us, alone.

Being in the Moment

What are you doing… right now?
Are you consciously aware of your surroundings?
Do you feel the texture of the seat you are sitting on? Do you smell the inherent scents of the room you are in? Do you know the sources of light and see the way it reflects off of the objects around you?
Do you feel a rising sense of child-like curiosity and wonder as you ponder these things?
If you do, then you are coming to your “center”. You are becoming aware of the “moment” you are living. You are feeling the “Now” of your existence.
Being “in the moment” does not mean you are constantly in a sense of ethereal euphoria. It simply means you are aware of your “being” and the environment you have chosen to envelop your “being”.
True understanding begins with the choice of being “in the moment”. It is a conscious decision to live life with awareness and savor the joy along the way.

A Pure Namaste' Experience

Greet me warmly with a salute of the heart from a friend of the soul.
Dine with me. Let us share a portion of the fruits and bounties that Mother Earth offers freely for our growth and well-being. This is intermingled with light, engaging conversation.
Undress completely with me in each other’s presence with a sense of curiosity and innocence.
Gaze upon my nakedness as I gaze upon your own with a wonder and reverence of an artist who has just revealed a masterpiece of the ages.
Touch me tenderly. Caress me slowly. Worship the warmth of the flesh of my body as if offering obeisance to a goddess of innocence and virtue.
Whisper in my ear. Fill my yearning well with the tenderly quivering flesh of a familiar and vulnerable lover.
Weep with me for the ethereal sweetness of our unrestrained intimacies and beautifully melodic overtures as we make love completely to one another.
Sleep with me. Come lay with me in the peaceful quiet of my bed chamber. Spoon with me closely and hear the synchronous rhythms of our breathing as we gently slip into mutual slumber, anticipating the brilliant colors of the morning sun rising upon the gift of a new day, a new moment to share with one another.
Touch me softly with the gentleness of your waking eyes. Caress my being with the sweet awareness of your presence. Titillate my fantasies with sincere engaging conversation. Carry me away with meditations of the soul.
Enwrap me warmly in the vulnerable arms of your love.
Offer prayerful thanks with me to the Universe for the purity of friendship and love freely given and graciously received.
We are content in our moment of Joy.

Loving Projections of the Inner Soul

Myriad are the writings of the encouragement to share caring and love by sending it out by way of the Universe to those you love. Many write of the how-to’s and why’s. Many write of the beauty and peace that are found in the doing.
The secret is not in the “reading”. It is not in the pondering.
It is found in the “doing”.
Come to your own “center”.
Bathe yourself in the calm and peace you discover there.
Consciously open your mind and soul in synchronous rhythm with the calm of your beating heart to the life force of the Universe.
Consciously feel the infusion of joy at being in the present moment. Enrich this feeling further with the love of your own soul and whisper it in your mind back through the Universe to the soul of the one you wish to “touch” with your offering of innocence and love.
Does it work?
Always. I just reconfirmed it with my wife in her reactions to my “message” last night.
Is the “gift” always received?
No.
It is up to us to offer the “gift”. It is up to the intended receiver to be open to and accept the “gift” as it is given.
We are all learning how to give and how to receive. In time, perhaps, all the world will learn and know and share.
There is always hope.

Microcosms of Life

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Every vehicle you pass while traveling in traffic is a microcosm of “life”. A universe unto themselves. We are only barely aware of their existence as they pass us by in our relentless progression towards our own ends.

And yet, in spite of all the disconnected mass of atoms darting about among themselves, we are all part of the cosmos of existences… of reality… of the “moment”.

How much more happiness could there be in the world if we simply opened up our treasure chests of “love” and made an effort to interact with all those “microcosms” around us… even if it was nothing more than an open and genuine “smile”!

"Flickering Flame"

A little candle
With a flickering flame
Shares her light
In a corner of darkness
For a brief moment….

A light of familiar joy
And future possibility
That must wait for a
Better time and place
And although the vision of light
Is gone from our eyes
It continues to burn brightly
In the depths of our heart
Anxious with the anticipation
Of the reunion with loved ones
Patiently waiting with a smile
And open arms….

(In Memoriam of Vanessa's child)

Goslings

The innocence of Nature once again is seen in furry little tufted balls with beaks, young goslings precariously perched upon stilted legs.


Their amber down glistens in the soft rays of the morning sun rising. Father and Mother Goose keep a watchful eye on the little goslings as they amble about foraging for their breakfast near the bank of a babbling brook.

Indelible Memory

A blaze of glory.

That’s the only adequate description of the sunrise this morning.

It was just after 6 am. The sun was peeking beneath the low lying cloud level, creating brilliant arrays of red, orange, and yellow that reflected off the billowy softness of the densely clouded sky.

And, as always, the piercing brilliance of the beauty of the moment quickly passes as the sun continued its relentless ascent into the morning sky, leaving but the indelible memory etched forever in the warmth of my soul.

Things I Have Learned

I have been pondering upon the things that my best friend has taught me over the time that we were able to share together. Allow me to need to reiterate them here:
1. Consciously feel the warmth of the sun on my face.
2. Observe the falling stars and search for the meaning of my noticing within my heart.
3. Honor messages from nature, as in the “Owl” at Little Mountain, and give proper thanks for their coming to deliver the message.
4. Be still and listen to the sounds of Nature.
5. Be aware of the environment around me and give gratitude for my being a part of the whole experience.
6. Consciously live in each moment, for it is the only moment we ever have.
7. Give love and affection freely, being also willing to receive it when given.
8. Offer genuine appreciation for gifts that are sincerely offered.
9. Always listen attentively and respond thoughtfully.
10. See all things with a child-like wonder.
11. See, Hear, Smell, Touch, Taste all with the curiosity and wonder of a new experience.
12. Take the time to savor and enjoy each and every meal partaken of.
13.Calm myself by breathing in slowly and purposefully. Take to heart the principles of “Hugging Until Relaxed”.
14. Consciously enjoy the presence of those you love.
15. Plan carefully and purposefully for the joys in life… but remember to be open to change.
16. Reverence life and death, because we are encompassed about with the truth of transition.
17. Offer sincere compliments with an honest heart.
18. Honesty is paramount in all situations.
19. Learn with a voracious appetite and an open mind.
20. Ponder and meditate on the messages given in thought, word, and deed.
21. Do not be afraid of knowledge given, regardless of the source.
22. Smile from the heart and smile often. It is a gift we have been given to share again with all those around us.
23. Honor the potential of all people.
24. Let the drawbridge of the heart down carefully to admit those willing to share their own soul honestly and vulnerably.
25. Thrill at the wonder and beauty of Nature. Enjoy the opportunity to share in the nesting of herons and hummingbirds, and honor the fallen red tail hawks.
26. Hold hands as you walk together. It is a connection of innocence and honesty.
27. Participate freely in the innocence of nudism… share the beauty of the human form with all who are willing to also innocently share the joy.
28. Bless the coming, the mutual footsteps on a path shared, and the going of all friends and loved ones in this life. And remember that in the going, it is always with an “Aloha”, not a good-by, because we shall meet again some time.

Making Love

The world has become so involved in perfecting the mechanics… the techniques… of sexual intercourse that so few are able to see and realize the beauty of the experience.
Emphasis is placed upon the individual’s ability to achieve an exciting orgasm. So few realize that orgasm is only the tip of the iceberg of pleasure.
True pleasure is discovered and enjoyed in the pursuit of the journey of sensual communion and consummation with someone deeply loved and cared for.

Making love should be like the spontaneous choreography of a creative dance of children at play. There are no inhibitions to sharing and they reveal elements of curiosity, innocence, vulnerability, and joy.
Just having “sex” is nothing more than a mechanically calculated physical activity that produces a short, though intense, carnal reaction leaving no real sense of satisfaction, fulfillment, or love. It is nothing more than a momentary thrill of physical gratification. Having “sex” merely manipulates the heightened sensitivity of the human reproductive organs.

Making love involves the entire “body naked”.
True satisfaction is not in the achievement of sexual climax… but in the mutual sharing and giving of one’s body, heart, and mind to the overall experience of physical arousal and emotional joy with someone you care deeply for.

Sensual communion in its purest form is neither passive or aggressive and is openly yet introspectively considerate of the passions and desires tenderly hoped for and needful to share. It is an ongoing experience full of joy and discovery, free from the inhibitions of societal constraints. There are no expectations… only wondrous anticipation of mutual sharing.

The depth of satisfaction is not in the release of sexual tension… but in the pursuit of the innocent, vulnerable, and loving journey of curiosity and discovery as you share freely and openly the pleasures and euphoria absolute oneness offers with someone you cherish and love.

Remember: This is a journey… not a destination.

When you have shared such an experience and cried together afterward for the beauty of the innocence learned, then you know you are succeeding in “making love”.

Transition

“Aging” has been on my mind quite a lot lately. Not so much the inevitability and inconvenience of it as the pure wonder and curiosity of it.

Physically we all grow older. But that does not mean we must grow old mentally. Our Spirit… our very life force… is ageless and eternal. It is the essence of who we are and what we become. It does not “age”, but grows in experience and wisdom if we desire and pursue that course.

Life and death are a natural result of choices and circumstances. It happens to us all. But he essence of who we are and allow ourselves to become is eternal. The essence of our “being” lives on beyond this sphere of mortality.

When you pass on from this earthly existence you are not assimilated into some ethereal collective of grand intelligence called “God”. You will still be you. You will still be yourself, able to think and reason, hope and love. Still completely recognizable as you. You will have a perfect memory of mortality and your life before mortality.

You will know what you must do next.

Death is not the end. It is merely a transition… a “rebirth”… into a new and exciting life!!

My Friend

I have a very close and wonderful friend.
She has a child-like, playful and spontaneous nature, full of curiosity and enthusiasm.
She is genuinely sincere and innocently vulnerable, with an adamant excitement for Nature and a deep love of the Sea,
The brilliance of the noon day sun sparkles in her flowing hair and radiates through her beautiful eyes.
She is always calm and relaxed, with a soft, gentle, soothing hug and touch.
She freely and humbly accepts compliments with sincere gratitude and joy whenever they are offered.

With her, conversation is always introspective, contemplative, thoughtful and engaging. Always fascinating and educational, too.
She has a love of learning, a thirst for reading, and a deep appreciation for the arts. She encourages the free expression of opinion, always responding without judgement.

She listens with an open mind.
She loves with an open heart.
She is commited but not obsessed to live a healthy lifestyle.

When we are together, we are attentively focused on one another, supporting and encouraging one another in individual growth and learning.

She warms my heart by tenderly getting into my head.
She is the only “true friend” I have ever known.

Have you seen her?

It seems that I have lost her….

The Muse

I do not have a split personality.
But I do have a “voice” in my head.
It is a pleasant voice. A soothing voice. A voice that can lead me into trouble or into good, serious introspection. She is always there, looking over my shoulder, offering me opinion or advice.
I have never seen her… only images in my mind as to what she looks like and how she feels about things.

She is the one who encouraged me to seek outside advice about my marriage challenges that I was having at the time. She is the one who pointed out my new confidant and friend. She is the one who whispered that finding “true love” was the epitome of innocence and truth.
She introduced my heart, my soul, my life… to Hell.

She is my “Muse”.

I do not know her origins, exactly, but I do believe that in a previous life we were not only well acquainted, but were good friends. Why she does what she does… has done what she has done… is completely speculation.
I take her advice and suggestions now with a “grain of salt”.
She is not a bad person. She just seems to have a different agenda for life than I do.
But she is an awesome muse… a marvelous consultant… a thought-provoking challenge to listen to and have discussion with.

She is a great collaborator.

She is after all… a Muse. And a Muse can offer insightful information and direction… if we weigh it carefully.

The Perfect Companion

It’s been said that a person only finds true love once. I tend to believe that statement. Now I’m not saying “falls in love” only once. A person may fall in love many times. But an individual only finds “true love” once… if ever.
If we happen to be one of the lucky few who find true love, then what we do with that opportunity is our own choice. Some are in a position to act positively on that choice. Others are not.
I was not in a position to act positively on that opportunity.
I was already married.

Am I saying you should not get married until the “perfect person” comes along? No, of course not. Life does not work that way. For the most part, each one of us must work to become the perfect person in our companion’s life.
What I am saying is that once you have chosen someone to spend your lifetime with… STOP LOOKING!! I’m not being facetious in this comment. I’m very serious. The danger… and disappointment… is in finding the “perfect person” once you are already committed to someone else.

Relationships are a serious thing and should not be negotiated lightly. Elements of “trust” and “honor” enter in which must be addressed.
Finding a “perfect person” when you are already committed to another is nothing more than embarking on a journey down the road of Hell. There are no easy or acceptable alternatives.

Become the perfect person for your chosen companion. Avoid the “Perfect Hell” that happens if you do not.
I know what I’m talking about… because I am now traveling the road of the “Perfect Hell”.

A Simmering Brew

I know I have discussed this before.
According to psychological analysts, the willingness and ability to talk out a challenge helps to diffuse and solve the challenge.
Such does not seem to be the case, here.
According to the experts, it should only take about six weeks to emotionally overcome an ended relationship. Twelve weeks, at most.
It has been two years and four months. That’s one hundred and twenty months.

I still think of her every day.
I still see the light in her eyes, the radiance of her face, the beauty of her being.
I hear her voice in my head, calming and comforting my soul.
I feel her arms wrapped about me for encouragement, her lips pressed tenderly but firmly against my own for assurance.
The warmth of her body as we spoon in her bed rejuvenates my mind and enlivens my heart as we engage in deep and meaningful conversation.
Trying to hold on to and preserve two separate and distinct relationships… two mutually exclusive lives… was like trying to save a crumbling house of cards. I had to sacrifice what I’d always wanted for what was morally right.

I am left with the simmering brew of anger and regret. Angry with myself for causing the pain of others and regret that I had been selfish in the attempt.
I have not found peace in my soul for my choices.
I shall never be free.
I will always remember… and wonder… what might have been… if only.

Astral Projection

To the best of my knowledge, Astral Projection is the ability to transport one’s essence of being anyplace in the world at will. I also believe that advanced practitioners of astral projection can appear to others in “real time”.
I have had a basic capability to astral project myself since I was a teen. I don’t know how I learned this… but I did. It’s almost as if it were inherent in my genes. I have had greater difficulty accomplishing this as I’ve grown older… probably because I’ve had a more difficult time “concentrating” as the cares of the world have crept in upon me. But I also know the capability is still there, deep within my “youthful” mind.
I know that one can appear to another in their “travels”. I know this because recently one of my very best friends, one whom I have not seen or heard from for almost two years, appeared to me in my bedroom. I was fully awake at the time. It startled me so much that she left right away.
It can be done. It is possible. It takes a lot of practice and a lot of focused concentration. It is a unique and enjoyable experience!

Note: be careful who you appear to because when you travel the astral plane, you travel with only the “spirit” body… you travel naked.

The Essence of Being

I sense within me exactly what my challenges are. They just appear to elude my pen in being able to put them on paper into a tangible, confront able form. I get awfully close from time to time… but never quite right on the mark.
There are just certain feelings… sensations… internal truths… that are never quite definable in the three dimensional world. The existence of the fourth dimension in reference to emotions and desires is never quite quantifiable to the human mind. It exists mainly in the deepest and most precious regions of the love of the heart.
To know it… one must feel it. To understand it… one must receive it and treasure it in ones immortal soul.
It is a physical, ethereal evidence of the existence of Love, itself.
It is the essence of “Being”, manifested in the eternal “Now”.

Touch of Nature

My soul yearns for the scintillating touch of Nature. The pure innocence of its fresh scents. The vulnerability of its closeness. The honesty of its intimacy. The light and color, shape and shadow, all in constant movement and growth.

The symphony of all creation played by the woods and winds, waters and wings, movement by movement in concert with the mind of the Divine.

Just to think that I am a player… that I have a part… that I belong.

I am consumed in the joy of my “being”.

Heartmates and Soulmates

A soulmate is a friend with whom you find a natural affinity of togetherness. You act on similar impulses. You finish one another’s sentences. You are comfortable together with engaging conversation or communing silence. You are friends always… regardless if you see each other daily or only once in a great while. You always reconnect as if there had been no significant distance of time or space between you.

A heartmate is a soulmate with a deeper commitment of love. It is a friendship wherein you feel the very heart strings of your soul are tenderly knit together into one tapestry of honor and companionship. It is a friendship of vulnerable honesty and innocent intimacy. It is a friendship that transcends the limits of mortality. Your hearts beat as one, consciously aware of the Moment and living the intent of Namaste’.

What is a Pen Friend?

A “pen friend” is someone who carries on conversation with you on an ongoing, perhaps even irregular basis.

A “pen friend” discusses all kinds of things. Things you both find interest in, for good in-depth learning and discovery. Things such as books, people, sciences, social sciences, history, biology, archeology, paleontology, community, war and peace, countries and kingdoms, fantasy, fiction, and real life.

A “pen friend” is someone to open up to. Someone to “talk” to. Someone to bounce ideas off of and learn from and “listen” to.

A “pen friend” is someone “on paper” who enjoys interaction, challenge, opportunity, engaging conversation, and personal growth.

A “pen friend” is just that. A medium in which to find… and develop… a new, and hopefully lasting, friendship.

Regardless of ink-on-paper or electronic emails, the results are the same: interaction… thoughts… ideas… growth… knowledge.

A new friend.