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Jaguar Leaps

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I’m a single girl–

With a career.

My job may be moving me

In a year…

I’ve had it rough

Lost in love…

Done the soul mate swap

Where’s my hubs??

Bouncing around

The gypsy that I am

I missed the window

For babies & a fam.

It’s a bit sad–

But I try to have faith

That the Universe knows

Which direction to take.

I’m deep, complex–

“Scorpio Style”.

Being with myself

I’ve learned to dial…

Into my heart,

Into the earth…

The work is hard—

Its own kind of birth.

Kali Quan Yin

Crow Dragonfly

The jaguar leaps–

While something else dies. 

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NOTES: Found this profound poem in on my computer tonight. I had completely forgotten about it. I often write poems in a kind of meditative, stream-of-consciousness state and then just forget about them. It is very healing for me. This one is no exception. Reading it gave me chills. It’s rather potent and personal, but vulnerability is a beautiful thing. The disappointments in my life have taught me so much, brought me ever closer to the core of my heart. They have helped me learn to heal myself and thus carry the wisdom of transformation within.

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Confetti Storm

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There’s a confetti storm coming;

Thought I should move.

Grab my umbrella and

Take off my shoes.

Polka-dotted clouds

Gather in the sky.

Out falls a swing

10 stories high.

 

 

Notes:  What can I say?  My mind comes up with stuff like this, and I find it written down in my journal (months ago).  Meanwhile, I’d totally forgotten about it until I saw it there a few nights ago and laughed.  It seems unfinished, so maybe more will come through sometime.  But for now, I leave you with the idea of a “confetti storm”–my kind of weather.

Magic

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A dash of this,

A splash of that.

Pull a rabbit from my hat.

I wish you well–

Dreams coming true:

Everything you want there for you.

What a Mystery,

This great life–

Sometimes it soars, sometimes it bites.

I am happiest

When I remember

That magic comes when I surrender.

Found this little quirky creation on my computer today…

Wrote it probably 5 years ago.  The magic of surrender…

Love

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In the night

Still air

My heart waits–

Falls towards

YOU.

Endlessly

Tumbling

Opening…

–Floating–

And finally…

Closing.

In the peace

Of its own

Protection,

Compassion

For this lonely

Suffering

Arises.

The greatest teacher,

Rejection,

Shows me

Once again

How to

LOVE.

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I was inspired to write this poem this week by one of my clients.  I was talking to her about some fears and disappointments she has related to rejection.  I was explaining how I came to see rejection as one of the greatest teachers in life because it forced me to accept parts of myself that appeared to be less desirable, less acceptable, or basically, rejected.  Being alone as a result of being rejected or just not getting what I wanted (socially, professionally, or in some other way) at various times forced me to become a student of the most difficult coursework I’ve encountered thus far–how to turn my compassion inward and really give it to myself.  My life has included many successes and also quite a few disappointments.  The latter have taught me the most.  They deepened my character, strengthened my courage, expanded my heart, and made me a healer.  When we do not get met in our love or our desires ON THE OUTSIDE, we have to learn to nurture, love, and console ourselves ON THE INSIDE.  This is probably one of the most valuable things a person can do.  So, I encouraged my client, “Do not be afraid of rejection…Instead, welcome it as an opportunity — an invitation for compassion, an occasion to learn to love perhaps the hardest but most deserving person (>>#1<<), and an opening into a divine and intimate relationship with the Self and, through this, our Source.”

 

If Chocolate Were Extinct (AKA Ode to Chocolate–the best food ever)

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If chocolate were extinct–

What would you do?

Drink more coffee?

Feel really blue?

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I think I would

Go back to school–

Figure out a way

To remake this food!

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Chocolate is my teacher,

Chocolate is my friend.

Always she’s with me

When I’m needing a mend.

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Hello brain magic–

I’m feeling mighty fine

Because dark chocolate’s

Inside my mind!

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Inside my heart,

She sings a sweet song…

Its melody, its lyrics

Bring me back home…

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**I’ve been guilty of some quirky, random poetry before, and I think it’s happened again!  I had this funny line of thought tonight about “what if chocolate went extinct”?  What would I do??  I’d eat it all up until the last possible moment, of course!!  I just think chocolate is one of the best things ever, so life without it would be pretty drab.  I have no idea where such randomness comes from or why it chooses my head to show up in, but the effect was that I started really appreciating chocolate and all her amusing and grounding gifts in my life. If she were truly taking off from this plane, I’d be ever more grateful of all the fun adventures we’ve had together!  Since it’s (astrologically) a Pisces sun and moon right now, I guess it’s just a lyrical time!  Perfect for zany arrangements of words… And a spiritual appreciation for the things you love…  Thank you cacao…You’re a poem now!  **

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(Me and my cacao pod friend on Maui in 2015)

Aquarianism (aka Fluffy Stuffs)

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Down, down, down you go

Into your HEART, don’t ya know…

There you’ll find a point of connection

Where the world is linked in a magical nexus…

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I originally wrote this little poemette spontaneously on my Twitter feed a few years ago.  I just was scrolling through my old posts today, and I saw it.  I’d forgotten all about it!  It made me smile, so I thought I’d share it here on my poetry blog.  I’ve been blogging more in prose lately on my travel/lifestyle blog  “A Muse on the Loose” –weaving stories and snippets of wisdom and randomness about my gypsy philosophy, travel tips, lessons learned, and adventures.  But I do miss poetry.  I’ll get back to it more regularly soon.  

I am an astrologer, in addition to an artist, writer, and holistic physician/healer.  I am a Scorpio sun sign, but I have the planet Uranus conjunct (next to) the sun in my birth chart.  This makes me a very Aquarian Scorpio!  (Uranus rules and is thus strongly associated with the sign of Aquarius.)  Aquarian types love to bring through new ideas, humanitarian “love your neighbor” principles, a sense of freedom and individualism, and so on…  Connection, innovation, evolution, and oneness are big Aquarian themes.

I didn’t title this poem when I first wrote it, but when I re-read it, I thought (with a bit of a laugh), “There’s some Aquarian fluffy stuffs for ya…”  It’s all true though.  

We are connected.

The poem sounds very light and playful, but it’s actually about something really profound.

I personally do believe there is an etheric or energetic network linking us all.  And probably the heart is the central point of individual attachment to this grid.  The deeper we drop (or EXPAND) into the heart and into a sense of impersonal, non-specific love, the more transpersonal and connected we become (our focus shifts to the grid, rather than our bodies).  Love loses its individual dimensions and becomes generalized (it’s not about loving someone specific at that point, it’s about radiating and BEing LOVE itself).  Everyone can get there, I think, though it may take work (releasing blocks), practice, and intention…And sometimes we can only find that magic spot now and then…(such is the case for me).  But it’s worth looking for.  Regularly.  It’s the best place ever!

There, there is no I. Only LOVE.  What’s better than love?  Nothing.  And when love is everything, what have we got…?  UNITY.

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Remembering Love …

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Figment of my imagination–

Until I met you.

And then–

We danced a wild dream.

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Open hearts collided.

Poetic visions united….

Fearlessly we witnessed

 Love’s song.

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Days became weeks

And weeks turned to years.

The inside of my heart

Was called YOU.

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Deep in the caverns

Of mind’s recesses

Old stories (of ME)

Disappeared.

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Gradually, mysteriously…

Like the moon in her phases,

Eventually our nights

Became dark.

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Time unbraided–

Wild hearts simply waited;

Yet LOVE, in her perfection,

Remained WHOLE.

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Freedom is the teacher

Of this school, this course…

Her message to me was

Just LOVE…

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Have gratitude for the journey.

Celebrate the memories…

Cherish the dances

You have done.

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Love is the objective.

And also the answer.

It is the question

And also the SUN.

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Attached to someone

Or  n o o n e

Love burns like a fire

That ultimately and truly is free.

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It is okay to let go;

It is okay to still love…

Noone and someone

Are both Y O U.

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This poem is, of course, about letting go of lost love–or more specifically letting go of possessive love in favor of universal love.  This is the gift all my experiences with love seem to give.  Love never has to die, it only has to evolve.  The lover and the beloved become one…

I wrote this about an important relationship in my life a few years ago for a poetry class I took at the University of Arizona but played with it a bit today …  as I continue to learn the humbling lessons of Love Alchemy.