Ground Zero
July 3, 2017

 

Full circle
Almost to the day
Built this
Frame
For us
To build
Together
A legacy
Only thing
Left now
Is
Ground
Zero
No one
But
Me
Did a
Ceremony
Which
I really
Didn’t
Want to
Ripped
A metaphorical
Hole in
My chest
Too
No joke
My aura
Was broke
Thank God
For
Self Love
In the form
Of Reiki
Symbols
To
Revitalize
Myself
There is
So much
I don’t
Understand
What more
Am I supposed
To learn
Because
It’s been
An onslaught
Blow by blow
No after no

Forever One
May 21, 2017

Ohio plates
Repeatedly
Notre Dame
Another Clue
On the plates,
Ties in to
Paris
Past lives
Regression
Suppression
Karma
New Understanding
Different view.
Monk and nun
Cards
900 years ago
Medieval era
Love story
Ahead of its
Time,
Drawn together
Seeking deeper
Insight
Many years apart,
In age,
And after tragedy,
Castration, betrayal and
Isolation.
An only child
They had,
She was forced
To give up
Suffering at the
Hands of
Ludicrous convention
And worry,
Relative to the mores
Of their time.
Deep passionate
Yearning,
Love letters span
A lifetime with
Sporadic interaction.
Reunited in death
Bed by bed
Side by side
Forever one.

TV
May 19, 2017

I used to
Call it
Boob tube
Something that
Makes your
Mind
Go numb
Ironically
In a rapid fire
Succession
It was the fifth
Thing
I noticed about
You,
Cleavage.
The first
Was your
Energy
The second
Was your
Voice
The third
Your smile.
The fourth
Your eyes
But this
All happened
So fast
That
Processing
It was like
A second.

Meaning
Takes on
Different
Significance
So much was
Done
Centred
Around
The TV
Based on
Sharing
Time together
Side by side
Arm in arm
In the company
Of an angel
And family.
Laughing
Crying
Sleeping.
Conversations
Of perception
Or events
Transpired
Brought
Together

A Testament to Myself
May 15, 2017

I am worth
The effort
The pain
The hurt
The risk
The anxiety
The struggle
The fear.
I am worth
The effort
To sit in
And be with
And go through
The hellfire of
Of it.
I am worth
Living for
And dying for.
My worth is
Inherent.
I’m willing
And glad
To be
Submitting
To my true
Self.
To evolve
To be
Who am I
Which is
A sparkle
In the
Shine
Of Divine
Light.

Snapped
May 13, 2017

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Snapped
Sway bar
Stabilizer
First reaction
What’s going on
Trying to figure out
And understand.
Old energy patterns
Of blame
Anger
Crop up
Attempt to transcend
Transmute
And
Know
For I did
Observe
The emotional
Storm within
And surrender
Ask for help.
The light bulb came
A day later.
Going too fast
Swayed side to side
Out of control
Felt like i was
Going to tip over
And split.
At a certain threshold
Calm and steady
Sure it’s
Good to rock
The boat
And shake it up
But there is a balance
Not warp speed
Nor turtle pace
Either
Interesting
Usually in my haste
I’m in a rush to
Get nowhere
When behind the wheel
Griping about how
Slow this is
Or why is that
Like that.
This time
I didn’t care
About any of that
About being surpassed
Or even moving fast
Enough,
As much
As I wanted
To get home
Safe and sound.
What happens
When something
Breaks
And you can’t fix it?
You put it in
The hands of some One
Who can, surrender.
Worry about warranty
Coverage
Or will I have enough
Money to cover
It
Feed the fear fire
Only to find out
That no added
Expense
You’re covered
And taken care of
And better yet
There’s something
There to tide
You over until
You get your
Truck back
From repair.
A family van

Dancing With My Dark
April 22, 2017

My shadows

Seem to be a

Gnarly crew.

Are they the same

For you?

Pick the soft

Spots to

Hurt

And Grind

The gears?

Is its

Foundation

Fear?

Jealousy?

Self Pity?

Anger?

Darkness?

Resentment?

Pain?

Worth Issues?

What purpose

Do they serve?

I’ve decided to

Dance

With some,

It’s up close

Embrace

Face to face,

Or wallflower

Stand still,

Sometimes

Petulance

Defiant in

Their space

So I just

Stand in front

Of them

Follow

Their lead.

Honestly,

Don’t have

A clue

As to why

I still

Carry these.

But I do

Know

Now

That I can

Be

Happy

In their

Presents.

 

Twin Flame
April 5, 2017

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Watched two flames

In one candle

Dancing

Last night.

Incredible energy,

Both drawn

Together.

They bend and twist,

Turn and tilt,

Lean in, lean out

Fast, slow

Frenetic shaking

Followed by

Steady calm.

Trying to consume,

Capture, Fuse

Each other

While sharing

The same space.

So powerful and illuminating,

Attracted, repelled,

Too hot to handle,

Too cold to not

Come back

Together

In the center,

Both fuelled

By the unseen

Fluid air.

 

ps capture the minute meditation video – Candlelight – on nurtureurnature.ca tomorrow to see this brilliant dance

Hard Ships
March 31, 2017

Today is an onslaught
In my intimasea
Wave after wave
Crashing against my port
Starboard
No respite
Pity me not
For this is where
My own self pity
Will be absorbed
By the sea
Transmuted
By alchemy
Along with
My other unintentional
Ball and chains.
I’m no longer
Allowing myself
To be buffeted
And tossed about
Literally
Driving me insane.
As with all
Declarations
There is a
challenge
My hard ships
Perhaps larger than some
And smaller in stature
Than others
Have blockaded
Me for a long time
No anchor
No site to shore
I am diving in
To explore
Monomyth
Jonah’s tale,
Not sure if
Mine will be a whale.
Need a different
Approach
To what has kept me stale.
Navigate
With Aid of celestial stars
And pray to angels
Here and far
If I drown
I will go down
In my story
As leaving behind
All that no longer served me
In hopes
Of better lands
To be co created with my hands.
If I transcend
The perfect storm
Shine on
My true form
And light the way
Illuminate the day.
So in this intimasea
All turns of the
Captain’s wheel
Are done intentionally.

Two Trees
March 29, 2017

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I waited for you to
Rescue me
Role reversal
The feminine hero
Heroine
My Dope
Recently all I do is mope
Do you know what
It feels like to
Be despondent
Hopeless, Helpless
Crying out for help
And hating it simultaneously?
Closing off
Myself
Lately I have been
Semi authentic
In my heavenly
Pleas
Help
Me
Please..
Why..
Why not…
I got my Wake up
Call
No Doubt

I was afraid to rock the boat
Then it became stuck in a moat
Afraid to trigger
And lost my inner navigator
Enabling in a different way
And I’m the receiving end
This time.
I became afraid of losing you
If I was me,
You liked the newer me
Attracted
But still repelled by
Possibility
To fall back
My mitigating
Only instigating

Don’t call me in
The Fall
When all your
Summer flings
With persons or things
Leave you
Still feeling
Empty inside
Missing
SoMEthing

Rooms
March 8, 2016

  
Not doors

Of perception

But rectangular 

With limited 

Amenities

At least 

Four walls

And a couple

Doors,

Closet

Or washroom

Definitely 

Ceilings

And windows 

Basement, main floor

Condo, apartment,

Loft, 

All the same.

Secluded

Yet

Contained within

A greater

Whole

In my childhood

Throughout

Til

Now

I have lived.

Last year and

Some

I have lived

In a room

Currently 

Shared 

Small space

To inhabit 

And grow

Depending on mood

A coffin

Or castle

Right now

Almost feel 

Like an infirmary 

Hospital

Still a place 

To heal

And observe

The changes within

Touched by the 

Grace of the Divine