
You&I
A poem that came through like a flood… the image is setting sunlight flooding in my living room and reflecting off the laptop screen on the wall… so much beauty in the ordinary moments… endless poetry abounds…
A poem that came through like a flood… the image is setting sunlight flooding in my living room and reflecting off the laptop screen on the wall… so much beauty in the ordinary moments… endless poetry abounds…
I am that I am the darkness and the light the birth, the death, the flight the joy, the sorrow and the pain, the drought, the flood, the rain the song, the melody, the vibe the solitary wanderer, the tribe the moon, the sun, the planets and the sky the memory in every baby’s cry, the plants, the trees, the birds, the bees, the wound, the blood, the bliss, the kiss, the thing that’s always here, and you always miss, the river, the creek, the ocean and the sea, the mountain, the valley, the abyss you never see, the rose, the fox, the Little Prince, the snake, the resurrection and the wake, the sunshine and the stars, and maybe even Elon Musk and Mars {no, this is not a fars} or is it?… keep going, and you will find out what all of this is all about {or would you?} to thine self stay true
This collection of self-portraits represents me coming to terms with the truth that I am enough and too much at the same time, and that’s perfectly fine/I would not have it any other way.
I co-created directly with the Sun, the images/videos are NOT EDITED at all, shot in Santa Barbara, CA in August/September 2022, natural light, natural body, natural raw real whole self.
How simple, yet hard to accept oneself completely. However, if/when you do everything somehow falls into place. 🙏❤️🔥☀️
There are unseen passages that open up just for us when we turn within to connect with the truth of who we are. Nothing else is needed, but a willingness to look, to be still, to surrender to the elements, to feel, to know… any time and any place is right to explore the roadmap of the soul.
She was never alone: The Sun hugged her all over The Earth supported her every step The Water nurtured her roots The Air encouraged her flight She contained them within. She gave birth to them without.
A poem I wrote today inspired by a conversation with my friends in our Music & Poetry Twitter space sharing about this amazing 30-day meditation challenge I did in December
{the benfits of meditation:} what does it mean to be free? from the stories that came before, oppressing you even more? from the ideas of who you need to be, even the ones of what it means to be free? from the narrow minds that walk the lines or from self-imposed confines? from the voices in your head, thoughts playing on repeat, feelings that you never wish to actually truly meet? if only… one day… i could be free for all the things I want to do and be… for art for adventure for music for friends for tea for deep conversations for long naps for walks by the sea for kisses for laughter for sharing grief for dreaming for savoring for making-believe for soaking up sun for meaningful work for some simple fun for all the things that make you sad for all the things that make your heart glad for all the things accessible to you and me - surprisingly - for free! funny how it is, what we seek is always right in front of us yet we always seem to miss then one fine day you realize that simply “FREE” is what you have always been and will always be {self-realization}
Maybe life is like exploring a new place the museums the shops the cafes the restaurants he bars the parks the mountains the beaches the attractions the clubs the spas the wineries the alleys the busy streets the tourist traps the obscure local dives the photo ops the accidental finds the fancy the mundane the well-trodden path the rough terrain the sweet the sour and the like the trending the forgotten the bizarre up down left and right the sunset and the morning light so much to see and smell and taste to take in to experience to revel in to grace. and then …
your face. a memory of long ago it has always been you I’ve longed to explore. in out and all the way through. new vistas new landscapes a sacred vision come true.
this is bliss.
aimlessly floating on my own volition winds to and fro inhale my sails currents carry me to shores unexplored i set my imprint in the stones and swiftly slip away again thirsty for the familiar ground that shines anew each day and shifts and moves with me... i tire but keep searching propelled by an elusive empty exotic enchanting effervescent eternal pull coming from within that pushes me out out of my skin expanding blending merging bursting until all my neatly sown seams come undone and i carefully put them together anew stronger wiser better... then you appear to anchor me.
This came through the other day, wrote it down in a matter of three minutes, felt moved to take pictures today…
Feeling encapsulated by the deadening dullness of the limited shared reality, the wanderer crosses the threshold of imposed commonality to get lost in the vastness of the void where anything is possible. The lucrative unknown holds an elusive quality, a mystery that beckons to be explored, but never unravelled completely for its intricate secrets weave themselves into ever more complex patterns that strike with their inherent stoic simplicity. Shapes and visions blend, merge and dance into a series of processions that disappear in the blink of an eye only to re-emerge in a more-vivid-than-before kaleidoscopic formation of pure delight and fascination. The meaning is obscured by palpable presence penetrating to the core of all and revealing itself as the cradle of existence. Non-being implies being, darkness gives birth to light, quiet superimposes noise, life is swallowed by death only to burst into more life, all opposites unite and return to the origin of all things where they have always been. A spark, a thirst, a hunger rekindles the fire again and explodes into an outburst of desire to know itself. A universe is born anew. Welcome, yes, you.
There is a higher order A calling A thread that connects souls And when the time comes It beckons. A knowing from deep within emerges There is no choice Decision has been made Follow Follow Follow Your heart. Forge your way into the unknown Creation delights in Pure Passion. Boldness Rapture Bliss. Eternity Since our last Kiss.