when you feel lonely...

when you feel lonely...

feel lonely.

don't try to fight it
or hide it
or somehow some way deny it

and, still, in your alone-ness
take the time to see
that, in and of yourself,
you are whole.

really.

wholly...complete.


in your solitude
see the perfection that your vulnerability reveals

'i feel, therefore i am'

know that, as alone as I-you-we may feel,
we are, in all ways, connected with all that is
in this interweaving web of life

see that this completeness
that embraces us all
is not because of our individuality
our 'uniqueness'...
it'is because of all our intricate relations
with every other being
that exists in creation

in this knowing,
explore your depths safely
knowing that you cannot,
nor will not,
ever be, completely, on your own
(though you always can pretend to be)


find comfort in your solo, soul-full, sorrowful solace

when your wounds are raw,
why expose them to the entire world?

telling the tale, over and over
agitating 'your' wound again and again
you may create a scar
that takes lifetimes to be healed...

revel in the sanctity that aloneness provides
know that all wounds must be protected to heal
all new life must feel safe to thrive

and

remember that this, too,
shall pass.

know when it's time
for the bandage to come off
for the medication to stop
for the healing to end

for no one may exist in one state indefinitely

like the phases of the moon
all that is within us, all that we are
is destined to wax and wane

know when it is time
for the celebration of life
to be expressed
through you
again

peering through the cracks

sometimes i feel an edginess with you,
i am only guessing it relates to
the way we've seen each other here, now
for almost ten years, and how
still, every time we're together
we get no further
than coffee talk,
or the latest weather.

is it you, is it me?
where, what, why is it that creates in me this desire to be
removed from the present, hidden away
under the guise of my 'self',
or really..just the self I Was, yesterday

Even though I know YOU won't run away,
even though YOU won't call me names,
and run around the school yard telling
crazy stories about me
even though...I know....
I still act like an 8 year old,
every time you show
your face near me

so, yeah, I still have healing to do
and, yeah, maybe you do too

still, i'm willing to wriggle out of my shell
at least for a passing moment, what the hell..

then, at least,on those passing-by days
when we talk about the weather
I can also tell you
I love you
in the friendliest of ways.

♥

* Photo Source: "Billy Joel - The Stranger" cover art *

smiling in the darkness

when the streetlight was invented
a collective sigh was surely shared by all
(well, all those embracing 'civilization', anyways)
staving off the dangers of the
DARK SAVAGE WORLD

is that when,
as a society,
our soul-fire was extinguished?

when was it
that our morals collapsed?

"but that's our society, we're rotten"
so some of us might say
...as a whole?
maybe so...

but the last I knew
a society was made up of individuals
like me and you

and the individuals i know
whether we be
christian or jew
muslim or hindu
agnostic, existentialist,
environmentalist, or somehow
otherwise
confused...

so many of us all, still
regardless of beliefs
seem to have this common morality
a desire for peace
a respect for decency
a love for family
a commitment to justice
a yearning for community
an anger towards selfishness
a disillusionment about the future...

and still a light of hope shining strong
in each and every one
a light that can not
will not
be dampened

and so, even though,
our 'society'
(supposedly)
is corrupt and failing
perhaps it is just those who we allow
to represent us, now,
those who hollow out our highest hopes
as they suck the marrow from our collective dream
with their greed

perhaps if it were not for those distinctive, destructive few
we would start to work together
and live in peace, and prosper too
using technologies and inventions
to serve the good of the whole
rather than for waging war on our brothers
and domination, and control

and, in fact, we would discover
(despite all that the "upper crust" might say)
we are all strong,
much stronger, indeed
than we have believed
...until this day


and this goal is close,
i think,
much closer than most would say

when you see how many creative souls are writing these words on walls
whether they be virtual, or in the ghetto,
in an essay, or in falcetto
the sentiment is the same

we don't have to look far at all

to see that our society
(namely, "US")
are still capable of deeply caring

and that's why i smile
at times when my TV would say
be very, very afraid
with the terrors of war
not overseas, but knocking on our door
babies and women dying and all for what?
what could it be?

as the oil barons raise their glasses
and laugh their asses off
unawares
not realizing their shares will be worth
nothing too
at the final passing of this boom
the era of the last tycoon
fading fast
in the aftermath
of a faulty vision
thinking somehow, they live somewhere
where karma is a pipe dream
and we don't have to live with our decisions
and we don't have to come clean...

still, i smile, as i make way
for a newly awakening day
knowing this too shall pass,
and this gift we have been given
the "present", being alive
a mere splash within
this rippling, writhing ocean of time

i smile thinking how lucky i am
to see the emergence
of a conscious, global generation
so many taking action, day to day
creating beauty, and art, and playing
promoting awareness and advocacy
no longer apathetic to the destructive agenda
alerting masses to the disasters of the past
(In this massive distraction of manipulated media
Let us never forget our past...)
and finding solutions, instead of prescriptions,
to the challenges we face
as a human race

and if only
if only
we continue to learn
from our nefarious wayward ways
and start to finally earn
the respect we feel we deserve

we as a culture, as a species,
just *may*
have a destiny to serve
each other, our selves
in greatness, and humility,
with honour and dignity

and it starts, and ends, today
within every one of us
within You.
within Me.

Begin it now!

Glory Be!

see me see you

*** image from: xupacabras.weblog.com.pt/arquivo/fotos_de_corpos_pbbw_nudes_photos/ ***

________


i see you
sitting there
feel your eyes on me
not a stare
just a casual recognition
of shared delight
in the night club's half light
as you get up, stand up,
and move my way

your warmth i see
as you start to groove,
as your body shimmies,
i watch you move
from the corner of my eye
i see you smiling,
so free
dancing
so close
beside me

i catch your eye
but then i
glance aside
wishing that my heart
was open wide

i try once again
to smile at you,
well, not AT you,
but through
this layer of distance
that achingly hides
this loneliness i often feel
inside

so i steal a glance
from a distance,
waiting, anticipating
the chance
to just say 'hi'
to peel away my disguise

who taught me to be so shy?

why?
why can't I
just walk up to you
say 'hi'
and tell you
how your dancing moves me
through and through
the way you shake your hair and grin
the way I feel your freedom
exploding from within
how your dancing frenzy
inspires me

still
all I do
is watch you
as you finally leave

and hope that maybe
someday
i'll be ready
for you to see me too

drink deep (dedicated to flowfest)

** Image by Alicia Austin : Star Like Water Flowing **
www.firstpeople.us/pictures...x653.html



if you grow weary
of walking down to the bank and
gazing at the others
on the other shore

be they friend, stranger
enemy, or ally...

if you grow weary
of gazing at that other
on that 'other' shore...

be, instead,
the river

vast
and free

be that which nourishes people
and cleanses them
and draws them together


success is imminent to water
water finds ease in all situations
the waves never find fault in the shore
even though they crash against it
over and over again...

of course, the cliffs are ever-patient indeed...

yielding, giving way, inevitably,
to the changing of the tides.


when water is damned
it does not retreat
it does not know how
instead it wells up, and moves around the obstacle with ease, or it
overflows the barrier, embracing it vigourously,
eagerly wearing the edges down to smoothness
unearthing its own path of least resistance

water's ongoing effluent emergence
shapes and defines flow and essence

be
that which finds your way gracefully
back to your inevitable home
shaping and improving all you touch
sweeping ever-evolving trails of inspiration
around the earth

be
the current
(another word for what is happening, in the present, the now)

be
currency
(another word for af-fluence in motion, flowing)

and
please
be
drunk on this rainbow shimmering creation
who holds our fate in her
tender, moist fingertips

this goddess of water,
worship her with your lips
your tongue, your eyes
feast on her beauty
and she will reward your heart
with a crystalline infusion of light
and love
divine essence from our
earth mother's veins

drink deep


all my relations.



Dedicated to the FlowFest crew
Check it out: Sept. 12-13 in Nelson, BC
More at: flowfest.ca

brrrr

autumn breezes
whispering across my skin
leaving tingling echoes
flickering over my skin
remnants of times your voice
in my ear, speaking your truth, so clear
beckoning goosebumps
reminiscent
of the day when you cracked my skull
wide open
and my contents poured out
into my heart
overflowing it, too,
into words i send to you
a stream of consciousness
carving this valley between
your smile and my bliss

Didgeri-kiss

i tasted the sound spirals today,
swirling them around my tongue
and humming along in tune with my chakras
the vibration and the rhythm singing as one
as my lips buzz in anticipation
of the next Didgeri-kiss
oh how i love this bliss
you have affectionately brought into my awareness

whether ever never

repeated trials of me-anderings
finally real eyes ing
all the ways
I put the he
(the me)
before the she
forgetting the beauty
that exists in the
male/female marriage
internal eternal prayer
of the emotions and the senses
ever never mind's eye lenses

seeing the path
(walking it too)
occasional detours
healing journeys
soul-baring sojourns
feeling forsaken
and then
awaken
to this bliss again
cleansing rains
releasing forgotten forms
soothing calm, after the storm

why try
to make happiness the only way
when every day
whether i cry
or whether i play
whether the weather
is sunny or grey
my angels call out
to light the way
candles in the darkness
never extinguished
never distinguished
from this love that i feel
in every deepening breath
so divine
so real

always remember
never forget
this presence i feel
when i let go of regret

eye and i

*** image by artist Olafur Eliasson. Berlin. ***
*** www.random-international.com/doubleeye/ ***


born into blindness
into this world, cast from be-ing
all that is,
into a reality of polarity,
duality, seeing
observer and observed

these little blinds
(much like the blinds you see in many windows)
manifestations within this 3 dimensional world
and necessary to its existence
and mine...


if i chose to
i could close the blinds completely
seeing only the blinds
and nothing beyond

yet eye am compelled
by the nature of my humanity
to peer through these blinds

were eye to open all the blinds at once
i would be dazzled
consumed
by the brilliance
of
p u r e b e i n g

so i pull back the layers
bit by bit
blind by blind
gazing into that
all-embracing loving lightness

through my actions,
my meritorious and painful deeds
each step of growth i take..

as i create works of beauty
and art
as i exemplify
human passion
curiousity
courage...

through these actions
eye acknowledge this
inherent
divinity
and eye open the blinds
action by action

o n e b y o n e

and as eye gather with others
and we share this brightness
through the windows of our souls
we open many blinds at once
eye and eye basking in celebration
of our mutual recognition
of each
other's
divine nature

namasté

i
and
eye

eye
the observer
eye and i
the observer and the observed

within this duality
the two are one
for neither could exist
without the other
the observed cannot exist
without the observer...
the reverse also being true.

within this union
interdependence
necessity for being
is evidence
for the existence of the paradox
of a single total oneness of being,
experienced only through duality.

that which is
this
human
experience