WORDS
From a Place I call the Other Side....
some time ago i started writing... it would always start with a few words or one line maybe - i would feel myself settle - and words, that I often only understood later, would find their way onto paper....
then only some good time after that, i would share - a reading here or there - always followed by silence as the words landed and milled about and landed some more....
the words speak of love and hope and pain and struggle and more - i couldn't tell you what it all means, just that I have to write, as I have to play, warm my face in the sunshine, and listen to the waves rolling ashore just around the corner
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scroll down beyond the written word - you will find the recorded words -
also the poems are excerpts (for now)
SAHAR
.. and when the wind softly murmurs in the marsh grass
we wander
to the times that have been
we touch
the times yet to come
we bask
in the quiet glow of the land
and ever so softly
I feel your hand
upon me.
TOGETHER LETTING GO
As the sun rises
she sets for us
and rises again.
I find the grace
in your eyes
in your holding
and even in the
stand you take.
The ways
the paths
of the medicine man –
medicine woman converge
of leader – warrior - healer
of teacher – of
power with & enough already
of being a voice for courage
the paths
converge
Converge to the elder arch, and
thru the arch
four directions of the wind held
sentinel strong - with fires burning
letting go
letting go
letting go
and coming home
COURAGE
I am, you are the voice for courage
the voice for stepping up
& stepping into
because you can –
I say YES
YES to you
YES you can.
YES to being at your center
fully connected to the deep earth &
sheltering heavens above
to the divine that you manifest
with your grace - your compassion
and your beautiful heart –
YES you can
to courage to
stand your stand
no matter what.
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Courage to exist
to lead & lean into
strong - graceful - fully aligned
You.
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PATH BEYOND THE CLOUDS
As the plane punches thru the clouds
a soft mist settles on the land…
Jij gaat
wij gaan
het is gegaan –
Het leven dat was
is niet meer – maar
de liefde blijft
ik blijf
altijd
bij jullie
maar een kleine stap –
een vlugge gedachte
dan ben ik bij je.
Je kunt ook nog
met me praten
dat blijft altijd
in alle eeuwigheid.
THINKING ABOUT YOU…
"Time trickles through the cracks, drips into the deep moss meadow, meanders across the flood plane... shows us the way - as we listen into the silence of our heart and prepare for our mind to be at rest - imagine our spirit to have wings. ~ I salute and bow no more to the fickleness of a human condition that forgot and now the only way out is to remember. I stand the ones who know that they are a channel and a body – a light wave and a packet. ~ They whisper upon the winds of Sol. Cry no more child of Artemis, Soul of the sun. No, you were not born of Mars, only of the All That Is, to which you shall return. ~ Did you ever really land on this side?  I think you did, at least some of the time, so you can do the work you were meant to do, and live the life you were meant to live... Of course only if you choose to do so. ~ As you are. Choice is part of the deal. The trick that does the trick. Driven or domesticated. You still choose. What shall it be?"