Wednesday, January 31, 2024

Abandon

To have been abandoned

To abandon

To be left

To leave


Giving up or surrendering

With abandon

Can be good, or not

Depends


To be alone

To be rejected

To be left all alone

To long to be alone

To leave others alone


To be offered love

To be or act loving

To receive love

To truly receive being loved


What is wrong with me

What is wrong with them

Why do I hurt

Why do I hurt them?


We suffer, we moan

Even if only on the inside

We can also feel joyful and peaceful

We can feel calm

We can feel pain


We don’t create all of 

Our experiences in life

We do sometimes participate 

In them, however


We may not be to blame for

Cancer

Car wrecks

Divorce

Disease

Deaths

Chaos

Trauma reactions


We blame ourselves 

For such ‘bad’ things

Because if it is our fault then

Maybe we can take control

And change it, maybe, still

Unable to take responsibility

For positive outcomes


Who abandoned whom first?


All babies and children

Had child brains

They perceived any badness

Pain, agony, distress

Around them 

As about them

That’s all their not completely

Formed brains knew to do


Unfortunately, we have carried

Those beliefs into our adult lives

Not feeling good enough

Denunciating ourselves for something

Not in our control

Guilty for what we did or didn’t do

Inadequate, defective

Shameful and embarrassed

Even when whatever happened

Had nothing to do with us

At all


Hearing, seeing, understanding these words

Does not change much of anything

What can help us change 

Early wounding that has so 

Affected us throughout our lives?


Deep work

Spiritual work

Excellent therapy

Meditation practice

Psychedelic practice

Bodywork

Breathwork

Engagement with a 

Caring mentor, teacher

Parent, friend, clergy member

And so many other ways

And, all the above

To plunge into these core beliefs

To even explore what’s there

So deep within us

(We are not even conscious

Of many of these beliefs)


If the beliefs are not challenged, understood

And transformed, we can

Keep suffering

Physically, emotionally

And, in so many other ways


We want to heal from this wounding 

To care for our abandoned parts

And stop abandoning

Ourselves and each other


We learned to abandon

And to be abandoned


Let’s learn something new 

Tuesday, January 30, 2024

Sacred Soul Sister

Sacred Soul Sister

In the background

Deep inside, listening


Speaking rarely but

When she does

Take notice!


She fits into a psalm

About leading us beside the still waters

She restoreth our souls


Just like a god or goddess within

She knows us more clearly

Than we know ourselves


Sacred Soul Sister

“Come out and play

Share your messages with me

In Bright Bold Print!”


She demures 

Preferring to speak 

Through creative symbols


“See the bell ringing in the tower

Hear the colors of the parrot

Smell the lusciousness of love


No one is fully alone

I, as your Soul Sister, and

All your spirit guardians live to


Protect, urge, and promise you

That when you connect with us

You will feel more peace than ever before"


“Sign me up!” my ego responds

I would love to get to know you!”

“Then, breathe slowly,” she suggests


And I do

Saturday, January 27, 2024

Your Turn

Momentous Presence enters
Asking to be absorbed
Demanding to be known
Must be some sort of 
Divine Feminine Spirit
She's so ballsy

I allow
I take her in
She wriggles through my every vein
Clearing away calcifications
Throughout the warm blood of
My arteries and capillaries

A twinge when she blasts open
My heart, asking, no, requiring
More openness
More space
As if clearing out a house
Rubbing my nose in the clutter
All the blocks and barricades
Against intimacy
Sweep them out now!
She jets through, a tornado,
Whisking me wide open

Pushy Broad, isn't she?
What other surprises
Does she have in store for me?

Unplug that drain
Let all your long held beliefs and
Patterns flow out every portal
Eyes leaking tears
Uterus bleeding once again
Mucus flowing out of every orifice
The sour smell of sweat on my skin 
Energy clutched inside too long 

Are we done yet?
Not yet, she squeals, and tears into
My guts, jousting and bouncing
Between organs, creating new openings
Virgin valves, oiling all my parts

We are almost done
She speaks, a little breathlessly
Gleaming at me, her almost
Finished product

Here, take this rag, this sanctified cloth
This thread of Love
You do the rest
Stitching together the gashes
The incisions and crevices  
You do the healing

Your turn

Thursday, January 25, 2024

Fire in the Belly

Warming up

Heating up

To a bubbling boil


Fire in the Belly


Passion and purpose

Direction guided by the stars

Peace may come at last, especially

When there is fire in the belly


Lustrous flames shooting

Up and outward from within

Yellows, golds, oranges, reds

Blues and greens, all


Sweat seeping out of our pores

Projections re-routed back inside us

Vibrant energy swirling

Churning, dancing in the darkness


Only to spiral up as hot lava, spewing

Flowing down, deep dark syrup

Volcanic ash

Flying toward the foaming sea


Fire in the belly

Full of hope and love

Shining full of frequency 

And light


Stunning us all

Monday, January 15, 2024

Sacred Tryst

A secret meeting with the Beloved

A sacred tryst


Not behind the high school bleachers

But out in plain sight

This meeting of two who

Merged into one


Not veiled at all

But glaringly seen

Envisioned and dreamt about

Finally, getting to meet 

The Beloved!


No makeup needed

No fancy clothes or

Accessories

Nothing but self

And soul 

And my best breath to

Deeply inhale and exhale

Over and over again


I feel swept out to sea

Pulled by the tide of mercy

Wind gusts also persuading

My lift into the air

Pulled over and upward

Not to view the world

But to become one with

The world and Spirit


I feel the Beloved’s touch

Grace that offers magnanimous

Truths and realties

Larger and greater than I have

Previously imagined

Can't get enough of

This elixir, this feeling

So very loved and blessed

Ecstatic and blissful


Oh, to rest here always

But, wait!


I am being tugged back 

Down into the winds and

Into the stormy seas of human life

Toil and suffering

Way too soon


Or 

Rather

I tasted 

The delight of the
Sacred Tryst

And I will enjoy it longer

More fully

Once I complete what 

I came here to do


To love, to honor, to cherish

All people, all beings that roam

Fly, scuttle, and slither in, on, and

Around our planet Mother Earth


And when my love is more pure

And complete

I will ascend

Not as a reward or

Punishment but

Just because I have finished

These earthly duties


Enjoying the entire ride 

All along