musings and meditations

  he wrote his first poem for me and gave it to me today   “it has a sad bit in it” he warned   I love that he wrote of his love and his pain   I love that his words are grounded in Truth          

  how quick am I to forget my Self when Love comes to call    

  loving an other is the experience of loving All      

Emptiness (i fear you no more)

  triggers fears aroused in my body in my nerves   I honour the intent To keep me safe but I relinquish the need   these days I prefer to be open    

  the fear of a little girl who was not reassured   I feel sad for her as I write   I hold her close   “it’s going to be all right”    

  holding a smooth round stone cool to the touch soothes me      

    sweet calm bliss when I touch this all I see is Love      

  what a wonderous surprise to open my curtains to the sun rising in a clear blue sky    

  I feel as though i’m not quite here or there in between states and stages levels and dimensions for ever on the cusp of a new paradigm