Art and words by Kayse B. 2020
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Spontaneous Soul Shine
The dream I have
Deep in my heart
Is that all may know
The work of art
That is their soul,
That is their chance
With life on earth
In creation’s dance.
Each of us has
The power to choose
To sparkle and shine
Or sing the blues.
I want to sing!
I want to love!
Focus on JOY
And stars above.
Thought IS power…
Power to CrEaTe
A life of bliss
That r a d i a t e s
Out from you
Into the world
Improving lives
With dreams unfurled…
(“Heart Birth” watercolor pencil drawing – drawn during a Thich Nhat Hanh retreat – by the author)
Mystic Eyes…
Mystic, mystic
“Journey of Souls”…
How will we ever
Find our roles?
Wandering the earth
Trying to awaken–
Looking for amrit
In a DREAM we’re making.
We each have a purpose…
We each have a path…
Some reason we came,
But it’s so hard to grasp!
The Mystery, she knows:
Our purpose, our reason.
For circling the sun…
Each year, each season.
I’m impatient, however!
I want to know NOW.
I search at each turn–
For a secret to “HOW?”…
But the answer’s inside.
It’s only in ME.
You can help me to look…
…But never to see.
(“Mystic Eyes” – part of a larger acrylic on wood painting by the author)
Raccoon
How will I know…
Which way to go?
Which step is next?
Say yes or no?
I try to listen
To my “Inner Voice”–
Let this dear body
Guide my choice.
One thing feels better–
A little more right.
But still it’s hard,
I want some LIGHT
To shine on in,
Brighten up this quest
With clear guidance
So I can rest!
Which light is that?
The “ME” who knows–
“Higher Self” in the sky
Or in my toes…
Learning to live
I n t u i t i v e l y
Seems a crucial step
In becoming FREE.
An open heart
In life’s big game,
Will help us learn
From whence we came.
I wish it was
An easier task,
But I guess step one
Is “remove the MASK“—
Be fully myself,
Wide open and true,
Revealed to the world…
....And born anew.
(These past few months of my nomadic journey I’ve been seeing a LOT of raccoons. I decided to write a poem in honor of what I thought was raccoon’s symbolic message for me…)
Dreams that BLOOM
GROW your garden…
(YEAH!)
Grow it TALL…
The flowers and the creatures
And the fairies a l l
Want you to prosper,
Want you to THRIVE…
With a sweet garden
Where you can dive
Under the bushes
And inside the trees–
The energies will embrace you:
Birds, plants, and bees!
When you are struggling
And when HAPPY, too,
The garden’s a place
Of healing for you.
So…don’t delay now:
Find a piece of earth!
Connect with the mother
Who wants to give BIRTH
To a very special spot
Just perfect for you–
A garden for growing
Dreams that BLOOM.
(“Inspired Garden” painting – acrylic on wood panel – by the author)
Muladhara
(I wrote this poem a few years ago for a poetry class at the U of Arizona. Was looking for something else on my computer this morning and came across it. Seemed appropriate for today–the first day of Scorpio, the sign of my birth. Muladhara, for those who do not know, is the “root chakra” in yoga (Sanscrit). This poem is about my symbolic associations to that energy center.)
… … …
Warm snakes in black caldron
Their broth, my blood…
… … …
Red fire dances madly–
Ignites orange wheels of passion
Obsidian stakes dive deep
Into the ground.
… … …
Root channel, source of all energy
Fierce Goddess Power
Dark, darker, darkness
… … …
Persephone’s Journey
Begins with you–
Serpent Mother Magic
… … …
Kali Pele Shiva Shakti
Dance of DEATH before CREATION
Mystery Keeper’s Secret Weaver–
Dragon grows in deepest lair…
… … …
(acrylic panting “Muladhara Chakra” by the author–original canvas has black feathers hanging on black satin ribbon along the bottom edge.)
Spiral Center
I’m goin’ down
To the Spiral Center
To meet my soul
In her gypsy splendor.
What we’re gonna do
When I arrive
Is share some plans
So I can thrive!
My Gypsy Soul
She’s got a Dream–
A path for me
Laid by my team.
Up in the sky,
In the spirit world–
Before I was born
The spiral curled!
The time has come
To find my way
Around the spiral
So my soul can play!
And when I reach
That golden center
The “sweet spot”
I soon will enter…
It’s in this spot
In the heart of me
That I’ll live my Dream
And set the Gypsy free.
(“Spiral Center” oil pastel by the author)
STARSHINE
I love stars to be a part of my day–
They make me smile, feel happy in a way.
So bright, so fun—that mysterious twinkle.
What is really up there? Is it time in a wrinkle?
What can I say? I was born to play!
Stars help me remember that I came that way…
(seed bead mosaic by the author)
Gratitude as Fuel
When unhappy,
We reach for change.
From sadness, however,
It’s often in vain…
Love your life,
THEN reach for the stars!
Gratitude as fuel will carry you far.
(acrylic painting by the author)
Ahh Musement
I really think it’s true
That finding the Muse
Unlocks a room
Where magic brews.
Once she’s free–
Like a genie from a bottle–
Dreams rush in
And reality is mottled.
Whatcha gonna do
Now that she’s out?
The Muse will have her way,
About that, no doubt.
Get ready. Take your seat.
This rocket’s gonna fly
Across 8 dimensions
Into your third eye.
The Muse, she has a gift,
A present for you…
Let her in your life now;
Enchantment will ensue.
Shown in the photo is a piece of art I made inspired by the Muse. She actually came to me in a dream this month (May 2016) (a nighttime, sleep dream)–looking just like this. The scene included red velvet curtains, a bright green striped backdrop, and a really cute clown muse dressed as she is here and holding a polka-dotted box of RAINBOWS. I ended up waking up after the dream, probably because it was so pleasant and fun. I almost immediately set out to make a piece of art inspired by the vision. I started with this bead piece because I love beading, but I hope to follow it with a painting. Like the poem (which I wrote three years before I had the dream) says, she indeed does have a gift!! Hello Muse! And thank you!!
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