Love

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.”

 

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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 …

Figment of my imagination–

Until I met you.

And then–

We danced a wild dream.

 

Open hearts collided.

Poetic visions united….

Fearlessly we witnessed

 Love’s song.

 

Days became weeks

And weeks turned to years.

The inside of my heart

Was called YOU.

 

Deep in the caverns

Of mind’s recesses

Old stories (of ME)

Disappeared.

 

Gradually, mysteriously…

Like the moon in her phases,

Eventually our nights

Became dark.

 

Time unbraided–

Wild hearts simply waited;

Yet LOVE, in her perfection,

Remained WHOLE.

 

Freedom is the teacher

Of this school, this course…

Her message to me was

Just LOVE…

 

Have gratitude for the journey.

Celebrate the memories…

Cherish the dances

You have done.

 

Love is the objective.

And also the answer.

It is the question

And also the SUN.

 

Attached to someone

Or noone

Love burns like a fire

That ultimately and truly is free.

 

It is okay to let go;

It is okay to still love…

Noone and someone

Are both Y O U.

 

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.

 

 

Healing Muse (aka Rap P-P-P-Poem)

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…)

Dreams that BLOOM

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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)

Dolphin Love

I spent two months on the Big Island of Hawaii in November and December 2012 and spent the week of 12/21/12 (including the solstice) swimming off the Kona coast with a pod of wild dolphins.  It was the most magical, intense, wonderful, and joyful experience of my life.  Since that week I dream about dolphins regularly, including last night.  I think I am meant to work with them in a healing capacity–taking people to do dolphin-art-yoga retreats, perhaps.  Since, professionally, I am a therapist/healer/artist/yoga instructor and spending time with dolphins naturally opens one’s heart (and thus is healing), I think this is a beautiful idea.  Until I manifest that possibility, however, I am left with a fountain of appreciation flowing from my heart to the dolphins (dolphriends!) that inspires me to write little whimsical poems and create playful art.

Little dophin

In the sea-

Thinking of you

Uplifts me

How you dash

Flip and twirl

Makes me smile

My heart swirl

So much joy

So much love

With you in my life

I am above

The sorrow and fear

The woes of the day

In the o c e a n depths

We splash and play

Thank you for

The gifts you bring

Simply by swimming

And doing your thing

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(Seed bead mosaic by the author)

Poem

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.