AA – 1 Step April 17, 2015

“Ever have one of those days when…”

As someone just mentioned, there’s always something to be optimistic about even when having one of those days.   How lucky am I to have witnessed a double rainbow?

As above, so below.  As within, so without

The Equalizer April 11, 2015

An equalizer can mean many things; sometimes it’s a reference to balancing things out, can be an instrument to make music sound better, ebb and flow in the sense that somedays are better than others or an interesting line in a movie that after some conversation sparks this post.

I’m blessed with some great things in my life and recently one of them has been to instruct and lead a meditation group at Anchored Social Club in Toronto.  This past Tuesday evening was another special evening shared with 7 great people.  During the discussion post-meditation, Ben Dussault, owner of the fitness club, presented the question of how to take the effects of the session into everyday living, like doing  “homework”.

PROGRESS NOT PERFECTION

Every Breaking Wave part 1 March 31, 2015

Been putting together a number of written pieces and the song by U2, especially their live version from European Music Awards – which is so passionate – has converged with and influenced a number of insights in my life.

The end result, something being integrated into my meditation workshops and will become part of an upcoming book / guide dedicated to self-love and awareness is the following  piece.

It could be a personal mantra, an awareness activator for prayer and introspection that I use and came to understand in my own exploration of esteem issues and everyday functioning.

 

You are loved

You are wanted

You are unique

You are welcomed

You are needed

You are appreciated

It is safe to love

It is safe to be loved

It is safe to be in love

Give yourself a big hug, in front of the mirror preferably 🙂

picture taken at Huntington Beach

The End and the Beginning – Part 4 of 4 in Cocooning, the end of Me series January 13, 2015

Final dedication is at the end of the poem.

  

Never had a beard before and for some reason felt it was appropriate to this concept and process of cocooning.

Downward Inward Upward Outward Spiral

Home sweet ummm

Maybe not

Home,

T-dot

Is officially

Where I have

Resided

And it

Seems

That is going

To change

Open Door – Cocooning, the end of Me part 3 of 4 January 12, 2015

Dedication to a great host, while in California, is at the end of this.

OPEN DOOR

Would you

Say

Upon deep

Introspection

That

There is no such

Thing as

A heart that is

Broken

But

Pilgrimage – part 2 of 4 of Cocooning, the end of me January 11, 2015

Pilgrimage

Enter into

The dream,

Land of living

It.

Surrounded

By

Beauty

Oceans, mountains, desert

I use to believe in love December 13, 2014

 

I believed

In Love

Now I’m realizing

I have come

To a new

Understanding,

A growing

Knowing.

My belief

No longer

An intellectual

Quest

Seeking

To understand

A Construct

Beyond the mind,

Constantly evolving

All the time

And really more

Than can be

Communicated

In a rhyme.

It is

A message

White dove

Carries from

Above,

Angels

Wings

Beating,

Flutter

My heart

Unfurl

Petal by petal

Revelation

The vibration

Is being

Love

Flame On December 10, 2014

Burn Desire

The Power of Love

Twin

Flame

Maybe

Soulmate

Maybe

Karmic

Or

Wounded

Or

Romantic

Maybe

In the end

It’s all the same

Only one way

The Grinch Returned a Gift to My Self December 8, 2014

As a boy,

And for most children,

Christmas was a joy!

Filled with magic

And fun,

Then the Grinch,

In many of its forms

Took my world by storm.

Rising Up December 7, 2014

Just wrote this, listening to multiple songs by Explosions in the Sky, although beautiful, passionate music, is fuelling an emotional vibe within me.  Fragments of whatever the fuck I am at times seeking to sort through what is true and no longer serves me…moments of tailspun, spasmatic confusion sandwiched in between moments of crystal clear clarity but no consistency.  Like a child learning to walk and my face is getting tired of smashing on the floor, what do I not get..or is it that I’m learning another level of patience?  All of whatever is rising up teaches me love…love of God, love Self, unconditional, true love…these descriptions are all the same thing of the absolute…looks like romantic love, not to be disrespected because I enjoy partaking in the creativity of romantic love, is not the cake, merely an ingredient, bit part, of the love cake mix.

There has not been a

Day

In the last

Few months

That I have not cried

At least once.

No idea

Why

Sometimes

As the layers

Of my rose,

Heart

Unfurl.