Wednesday, October 1, 2025

Stars Shatter, Bodies Crystallize

Bubbling up inside a Star

A volcano comes to life

From the gases, dust, and liquids

Oozing and sometimes solidifying

Layer upon layer 

Developing, swelling, intensifying

Expanding inside a mysterious membrane

A skin, a crust

Growth that makes the available space

Tighter and tighter

Until there is no more room

No more space to contain

Exploding as a supernova


Stars shatter, bodies crystallize

All the energies configure

To become


This Star detonates

Shooting out sparkles and matter

Gushing particles and waves

Radiating blasting energies

That tangle as if magnetized

Together inside Mother Star

Clumping and crashing into each other

Then blowing apart to become


Separating into sprinkles and rocks

Liquid lava and molten missives
Newly born embodiments

Celestial bodies

Flying out and away from

Their Mother Star

While time bends


Just like children are born

From embryos growing

Merged and attached at first

To the uterine wall

Then to the parents and breast

Developing into their own persons

Scooting away from their parents

Ultimately erupting in oh so many ways

As is natural for them to do

We parents 

Having been adolescents before

Breathe deeply allowing them to fly away

Their own souls directing and guiding

Their journeys of becoming


The Mother Star has become

A glowing light energy force

Glistening sprouts spreading out

All around her

Beaming past her

Cobbling together

Little by little

Lives of their own


These new planets and asteroids

Revolving around

Other bodies of stars and suns

Gathering, connecting and circling

Rotating, following new paths

Perhaps in a variety of universes

Spatially correct and true

They orbit around 

Whatever attracts and holds them


None of these stars die

They only transform into newly

Formed clusters and constellations

Transmuting into fresh bodies of

Light and dark and all colors

Always rotating and swirling

Co-creating and reincarnating 

Over and over again

Eternally and infinitely

Forever one with all that is

Friday, September 26, 2025

An inner dialogue on Shame

Oh, my shame

Why did you show up on this beautiful day?


Oh, listening to a friend talk about his


Mine?

My hands travel down to my pelvic region 

Stopping along the way
All tangled up with my bowels

Why there, shame?
Why in my gut?


As I sink into the meditation

Words come

Words like 

Banished

Exiled

And I want to investigate

Past lives

Being a witch or a Joan or Arc

Or being kicked out of some

Country for being too forthright 

Too brash, too abrupt, too loud

Fighting for freedom

Yes, that feels right

Fighting for freedom


Symptoms include

Contracting, nervousness

Anxiety, elimination

Purging

Stage fright

Deep Fear


So, better keep contained

No more seeming out of control

With any kinds of passion or agony

Rebellion or metamorphosis

Better to stay protected 

Inside the fortress

Keep that heart of mine

Closed off, not safe to 

Open up that much 

Ever


Why not?


Small matters like 

Getting killed

Or being sent away from everything

And everyone I know

That’s all


OK, say that happens again, even

While I am speaking about 

Truth and Spirit, how can that get me

Into trouble again?

Are you kidding yourself?
With the masses

The collective unconscious

Which does not think or feel

The ways you do

The unawakened

Those who get along with

The status quo

Keep to themselves or

Keep on chatting their ways

Up the social ladder of

Convention and tradition

Not a blasphemer like you


Tradeoffs?


Killing myself softly with a song

Keeping all wrapped up inside

Leaking out at the seams
Co-creating some cancer or

Disease in order to play out

Victimhood?

No, thank you


I will speak, I will sing

I will listen and I will challenge

I will be myself and no one but myself


And, you get to be you

Isn’t that delightful?


No longer getting all tense and

Anxious about performing

No longer feeling pressure to be

Something or someone I am not

No longer wearing the tailored suits

That got me paid well

No


Now the gypsy rises in 

Her dancing dresses

Flinging her feathered boas

So garish

Bubbling, spilling out and 

Shaking about

Playful and silly 

Shouting out nonsensical words

Using her voice for broadcasting


And, they listen

The want more of this one

Holy crap! 

What have I done now?

Monday, September 22, 2025

Peace Energy Healing

Liquid crystalline energy

Fluid metaphysical healing

Surrounding our bodies

Infusing us with life and love

Holding us in space and

In place


Warm, oozing flow imbuing us

With miraculous spontaneous

Spirals streaming down from space

From galaxies and stars above, and

Up from Mother Earth Gaia’s deep wells

Directly piercing our wounds and scars

Relaxing and releasing the 

Poisons and toxins

Back to where they came from

Where no beings can be

Further harmed 

Repairing infections

Invigorating unique, new-sprung life


Our skins clear as the layers shred

Making way for fresh, new cells

Birthing novel atoms and molecules

Neurons flexibly creating intricate grooves

Designing glorious evolutionary templates

While the sun warms the process

Rain falls upon us, cleansing and washing us

The air drying and adding moisture to our membranes

We sip from delightful winds and breezes

With our inhales, pausing before exhaling

Gathering new energies to live inside us

The breath that wafts us along like clouds

Full of Grace and blessings

Beaming the energies into us from afar and

Right beside and inside us

Forming a holy whole


Weaving together the seemingly mismatched

Threads, braiding some, stitching others

Twisting and turning like ringlets and tendrils of

Young hair sprouting from our heads

Reaching out like antennae toward those other

Beings and energies that connect tenderly with us

Sharing such profound adventures and curiosities

Deep mysteries to explore yet not to unravel


The amplification and expansion of Life

The manna of Divine Love

Peace Energy Healing

May this be so