Manifesting Mystery

Spending energy for so many years

Excavating and digging

Uncovering, finding, then

Letting go of and

Surrendering

Much that doesn’t serve anymore
Although the tasks were performed well

(Thank you)

Now, it is time to move forward

Toward what? Not knowing clearly

Not that all the releasing will end

Oh, letting go will still happen as time goes on

(Thank you)

Now, instead, moving on

Moving toward

Manifesting

Not looking back so often

No longer trying to explain, analyze

Justify or understand but just

Living into the present and future

Noticing possibilities and options

Exploring them whimsically

Witnessing what inflames passions

Supports knowledge and

Discovers new wisdom

Where to wander next?
Who knows, and how?

Maybe opening the eyes wider one day and

Living closer to the seductive stars

Or maybe jumping into the ocean and 

Letting the sea creatures do 

What they will, while swimming and

Diving, looking for living coral

Or, maybe wandering into the deep, dark forest

And getting lost with only the trees, birds, fairies and

Woodland critters to talk to

Learning how to survive in an unknown land

Perhaps ending up in another country

Without knowing exactly how that happened

Only to know that the Divine Mother and

The Universe are facilitating all along the way

Maybe being with family

Maybe being alone

Maybe joining another tribe

Maybe getting sick and dying

Moving forward toward

New and even miraculous experiences

That will imbue this lifetime with ecstasy

Mercy and Love

Compassion and Hope

Manifesting Mystery

While dwelling in the home of

Oneness forever

Transforming Pain and Suffering

(Why would anyone write a poem about pain and suffering?

Because she was told to

By whom?)

We are human

We sometimes have pain

We want to escape or alleviate our pains

We sometimes suffer endlessly before finding ways

To decrease or erase our pains

What’s the difference between pain and suffering?

Pain can be acute, quick or long lasting
Suffering is a chronic and real human condition

And dilemma

One that lasts for awhile, can last forever

Can include pain and has no exact recipe

For a quick fix 

Except for

Breathing the air we can breathe

Slowly, deeply, gently

Focusing on these breaths we take

May help distract us from pain or suffering

Or rather, instead, help us dive deeper into the same

Swimming around there and witnessing what

Suffering is all about

Not to analyze and figure it out 

With graphs and data points

But, to learn about it, allow it

Accept it and maybe some day, embrace it

Only then does this pain or suffering feel heard and understood

Like a part of us that has been hiding in the shadows for so long

Like it has never before been discovered 

Like an island in the ocean

That no human being has ever seen or touched though

It has been there all along

Not really hiding but waiting 

To see 

If anyone would like to venture out

Explore enough of the world

To find this particular little speck or

Gargantuan piece of solid rock or soft earth

(Or whatever type of substance)

That has been there all this time

With no witness

Once we see the island

That seems to stand alone

We wonder about it

We might touch it, hear its sounds

Smell it and view its voices

See its parameters and

Geological landscapes

Wondering what lives on it and through it

Or we might back away from it, fearful or

Holding it dear and respecting its presence

Without intruding onto its surface

Not wanting to nudge or break it apart

Stun or startle it

All sorts of great reasons to back off

Maybe never to come back and maybe to

Return only having built up the courage

To veritably seek the truths of

This murkiness, this part hidden so deeply 

Without knowing why

Maybe because of neglect?
Maybe because of abandonment and anxiety?

Maybe just never having traveled this path before

So much to see, so much to do, so much to experience

This spot of space may have messages for us to taste and

Then, we swallow and store them somewhere deep inside us

This pivotal piece of land now

Once witnessed

Begins to change

This island’s boundaries may swivel a bit

Its colors may vary in tone or texture

Brightness or darkness

The tides around it continue to come and go 

Perhaps at a different pace than before

This place’s spirits and its living beings may wander closer

For a hug or at least to sniff out what or who we are

Be careful to be gentle

Be careful to be kind

Those beings and this land may be just as 

Frightened as we are

Never having directly met each other before

No need to wrap our arms all around them

Or to shout that we have found them

Or to attack them in our confusion or rage

Be respectful and breathe, calmly and quietly

Share our inhales and exhales with this place

While we two gaze together upon each other

Curious and still somewhat scared but

So glad to know of each other’s eternal existence

Did the pain and suffering wander away?

Oh, not feeling it as much while

Taking this inward journey?

Or, did we feel it more precisely, more fervently?

Pain and suffering may slip away or intensify

When we travel to this new-seeming space and time

Hopefully and pleasantly surprised by transforming into

New life, new form, new hope

For now

More to explore later on

Revolutionary Grace

Pregnant with expansive love and enormous rage

Her mother’s womb was bloated and swollen

With an urgency rising, but still stuck inside

Where might this fetus find liberation and justice?

Dark in the fertile, dank soil

This singular seed erupted

Breaking apart her tiny shell

Bursting forth with volcanic vibrations

“Beware!” whispered the protective subterranean beasts

“Lest you be eaten by the evil ones”

(“I don’t quite believe in evil ones, do you?” she wondered)

“Nevertheless, Caution!”

“Prepare to face the most difficult part of

Your soul’s journey, germinating here

On Planet Earth with all its bounty

And all its incredible cruelty

Especially that of human beings

Sure you want to wander into this massive mess?
This ongoing crisis between peoples

Countries, oceans, deserts with

Wildfires, hurricanes, drought, and wars

Are you certain?”

“Too late!” young Kali quipped

“I am here now

I was born in a state of 

Revolutionary Grace

Bring it on

Let’s do this!”

Ecstatic Engagement

The words come out of deep silence

That we can receive, at times, if we 

Pause and listen

We hear and feel the Cosmic Heart beating

Our own hearts attuned to the

Pulsing and rippling all around us

This and other countries crumble while

Rivers and mountains, birds and beasts

Continue to live on       for now

Fog and mists congeal in despair throughout

The lands and seas, stripping joy from

The minds and bodies of humanity

We seek islands of tranquility within

The complex chaos of this world

Cut off from each other and from Spirit

Finally, the climactic chaos dissolves and emanates

Grace emanates fully without boundaries

Saturating souls and bodies

Entering the depths of emptiness 

We surrender our temporal lives

While expanding forever, eternally

From this liminal space comes the good news:

The Divine Mother reanimates humanity

Creating a new design this time

We are reborn 

We are intertwined around each other and

With all that is

Refreshed and exhaling deeply 

This divine passion exudes bliss

Resonating and vibrating with cosmic energies

No need to escape, we fall into deep dark 

Space and Peace, experiencing 

Ecstatic Engagement once more