Category Archives: Dreams

Dreams Do Escape

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Perhaps,

I’m EARTHPOET–

With words buried

In mushrooms…

Deep in the forest

Amongst colonies of trees.

..

Tied to their roots

By delicate INTENTION,

My thoughts leak to the surface,

Dangling as leaves…

….

Or maybe,

I’m MERMUSE–

Hiding in the shadows,

Diving in the moonlight.

Singing songs of the wave.

..

My MYTH dances

As bubbles…

The daydreams of dolphins,

The pearl of an oyster…

One day.

….

*This little poetic expression was inspired by my friend Andrea who posted the poem “As for Poets” by Gary Snyder on Facebook today asking all her friends “what kind of poet are you?”.  My poem is my answer…

Spontaneous Soul Shine

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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…

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(“Heart Birth” watercolor pencil drawing – drawn during a Thich Nhat Hanh retreat – by the author)

Driving the Dreamship

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What I want to know…

What I want to say …

Is will you come

With me to-day?

To go for a ride

On my DREAMSHIP

Where we’ll learn to fly,

Dive, twist, and FLIP…

In the DREAMSHIP school

We navigate life

With lots of love

And plenty of s p i c e.

I like to ask,

“Are you having fun?”

Cuz if you’re not

It’s time to RUN–

Run fast and hop

On your own dreamcraft…

Create a life

With more pizazz!

Each day you open

Your dreamship doors

And step into a world

That’s entirely YOURS.

Mind your thoughts.

And your feelings, too…

         The things you think

Come back to you.

 

Healing Muse (aka Rap P-P-P-Poem)

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Sometimes it’s right to bend & give.

Other times it seems good to defend (maybe):

Be strong but not rigid, soft but not smushed.

Love yourself when your buttons are pushed!

The truth is out.  The Muse is in.

If you are lost, remember your friend–

Inside your heart, waiting for you

Just show up and love; she’ll pass you a clue.

A little spontaneous blurb of Truth

Will appear to you while pondering the…

Roof of your head, the wisdom inside:

How to live life with nothing to hide…

C’mon now–Get going!  USE this sweet chance:

Jump up and create.  Sing!  Dance!

Open your heart, spread joy to those friends

Who turn to you when needing a mend.

Look IN here.  Look UP!  Your own love will heal

That wound in your SELF you’re afraid to feel.

Thank goodness, this GIFT! … Bless the Muse in me…

Without her,  I’m simply

………………………. . . .  Asleep in the Dream!

 

(I wrote this poem a few months ago, but I think of it often.  It came to me kind of “all at once” as many of my poems do.  I was thinking about what a gift creativity or “The Muse” is in life and especially in the growth-and-healing process.  She really can help us find BALANCE.  And also remind us that love, especially for one’s self, is the key to whole game…)

Spiral Center

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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.  

 

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(“Spiral Center” oil pastel by the author)

Shambhala

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There is a place

Up in the sky

Where a dragon lives

And angels fly.

 

It’s in this land

That I find my Muse.

I recognize her

By the sparkley shoes.

 

She waits for me

To open my mind

And attune my heart

To the great Divine.

 

When I am ready

I can journey there

To the Golden Palace

Above the dragon’s lair.

 

This Wild Muse spirit,

She comes to me:

Inspires my thoughts,

And lets me see…

 

See  another world

Just out of sight–

The world of dreams

In the dark of night.

 

With her gift of Light

I am complete.

The eternal Beloved

I soon shall meet.

 

When I discover

That Beloved is me,

At very long last

I will be Free.

IMAGINATION

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In your mind

Create a sky

Where you can fly

With eagles high.

Create a cave

Where you can swim

With big blue whales

And grey dolphins.

Use your mind

And your heart

To DREAM a world

That’s set apart-

A place for you

To heal and play

Grow new wishes

For brighter days.

Back on Earth

Your dreams will find

Their way to influence

Your waking mind.

Your energy will rise

To match your vision

Impacting your life

And daily decisions.

Soon you’ll move

Closer in TIME

To your soul’s place

And Divine DESIGN.

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“Cosmic Egg”  (imagery from a dream, acrylic painting by the author)

Poem

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Once I hid a dream deep in my heart-

A dream of love, healing, & art.

And many days I forgot why I was here;

I wondered around lost–in sadness and fear.

But the dream wouldn’t die

It kept crying for me–

Look here, listen up:

You have reason to be.

Don’t lose faith now, child.  Your gifts are many.

Just because you are confused doesn’t mean you’re unwilling.

Shine where you can, love every day.

The dream in your heart will eventually play

A song you remember, a word or an ode

That unlocks the mystery

of your deepest code.