Tuesday, April 26, 2022

Apocalypse Now?

I look forward to new experiences

Though frightened, I am curious

Maybe even excited about what comes next

Not a catastrophe but revelation


Glad that some of our structures

Dissolve into fire or ice

Sad about melting Mother Earth

Our Source, our Love


I rejoice when I realize that

I am the cause of my own suffering

Protecting myself from the outside world

Finding deep peace in knowing


No need to judge so very harshly

No need to embody stresses

That keep adrenaline and anxiety

Pumping


A cocoon, staying away

From the angry ones

The hurt ones

I ask for forgiveness


Listening deeply to my best instincts

To wonder, to explore before 

I break apart, blow up

Or shatter


This new vision includes deep understanding

A dream about my mattering but

Not as much as I formerly believed

Not having that much power


But power enough to relax and rest

Stop fighting the good fight

Developing more subtle ways

To bring change to the world


By changing myself

That’s all I can do

Believing the Great Spirit Mother

Will care for others, not just my job


We move along the paths of

Destruction and joy

Out of the darkness comes light

After we wade inside the black cave


Without knowing what we will find

Accepting what is there

Hoping to embrace all parts of us

So many particles from ugly to beautiful


The apocalypse has already come

We are now walking through hell on earth 

We cover ourselves with a cloak of hope

And community so that we can all heal


So that we can all grow 

And bloom

Season by season

Day be day

Saturday, April 9, 2022

Living in the Jungle

While living in the jungle

I heard the tiniest of ants

Searching for crumbs 

Wandering back to the ant 

Hill with dinner

For the community potluck


Exploring the ocean

I found the dolphins

Swimming in their pods

I saw the Portuguese 

Men of War before they

Wrapped their nettles
Around my waist 

Pulling me under

Paralyzed and prepared

To die


Walking slowly through

The banana forest, I 

Came upon the sleeping 

Mountain lion and her cub

Knowing that my demise 

Was at hand

If I made one sound or

If she happened to smell me


Climbing the vine-laden

Trees, I found myself

Laughing with the monkeys 

As I attempted to swing

From branch to branch

Falling delighted at times

Bouncing back up for more 


The exotic bird colors

The sounds emanating

From their beaks

A whole new world 

Along with the other 

Hums, shrieks, and buzzing

Beings in this jungle


The green growth

The vivid shades of 

Every color I have
Ever imagined

All for my eyes to see

My breath to touch

My skin to feel


Bugs, rodents, creatures

I have never before seen

Or heard

Snakes and toads of all 

Textures and patterns 

All living in the jungle

Along with mushrooms

And fungi underneath

Cleaning up after death

Making room for a 

Newborn


The new baby's human mother wants

To take her child back to

Her jungle of city life

Concrete, cars, noise

Pollution, Politics and People

Smelly, stinky places and 

Streets, coughing lungs 

Dry, cracking skin


Maybe this infant would

Rather stay with the 

Beautiful birds, flowers

Trees and all of nature

Than to breathe the fumes

Of diesel, listen to  

Harsh screams, sensing the 

Wicked violence and destruction

Of city life


The jungle not idealized

Also exudes noise

Displays fighting beings

Hungry, territorial

Beasts, finding ways

To challenge and compete

With each other

Eat each other

Filling their children’s bellies

Protecting their homes, families


If this new child ever does enter that

City world, the human one

Soaking in the toxins that will 

Infiltrate her

She may rather choose to die 

With the lion 

Or the Sea creatures

Who sting her

Than to enter this other world

This smoky, sullen site of

Her human ancestors


As her mother turns toward the city

Leaving her baby to this jungle

The tiny girl thrives with her

Animal, plant and mineral

Friends

Following the rules of

This Jungle and all its

Many beauties and 

Dangers

Content and happy

To live here for her

Forever


I walk slowly out of the jungle

Pick her up and we dance

Friday, April 1, 2022

From Deprivation to Abundance

Hey, not so fast, not so simple!


Moving from deprivation

To abundance as true Belief

Ensconced in our bodies

Watch out!


No small leap, no fast dash

Not for the faint of heart

Not easy nor probable at times

Yet

Seductive


It happens

Magically

A transformative peak experience

No small matter

Not in our control necessarily


Change 


How we wish we could


On that momentous evening

When all the particles and waves

Of the universe lined up and

Sped toward us

Knocking us out

Bowling us over

Scintillating and serious

Resources flying toward us 

And all around us

Hurtling us into a

Seemingly black hole

Never to return


Black hole or

Pure sunlight?

Bright, giving

Dear


There is always a 

Workaround in our

Human spirits

Divine that they are

Trapped in these earthly

Vessels of our bodies

Our souls long to teach 

Us the good news

To reverse all the worry

The harm we have adopted

From our ancestors 

From our humanness

From our earthly binds


Oh woe is me!

How will I ever have enough?


Enough what?

Food 

Drink

Money

Children

Partners

Security

Love?


Will I ever have a 

Better mother, father
Sister and brother?

When will my friends 

Treat me better

Caring for me

Not shaming me

Not insulting me

Not collaborating 

With the parts of myself

That do that same 

Damage to me?


What if

All that were true 


And


More truth followed?


Truth in the bliss

Where there is no hell

Truth where love abounds

Truth where parents

Love children as best they can

Truth where we are all flawed

But we can grow and learn

And explore new ways

Of being with safety

Comfort and quiet

Forgiveness


We close our eyes

Listening to the breath 

Listening to the heart

Beating without effort

Feeling the warm red blood

Flowing through our bodies

And then, pause forever


If life weren’t a miracle

Who created these human 

Machines that suffer, yes

But which functioned well

For so long

Cast and painted by

The Artist

The one that we embody

In our most joyous

Tender moments


All love and compassion

Seeps in and out of our pores 

We cannot help 

Paying attention

Realizing, finally

Knowing a truth

Of all truths:


Every moment is

Just how it is

All we need ultimately

Each precious moment

One following the other

While the breath of 

Spirit wafts into us

Inside us and all around us

Bringing the simple paradise

We long for


Peace