Friday, November 30, 2012

The Healer

Bitter pain... the knife to the heart
It stops you in your tracks stealing your new start
Until you learn that pain can be healed 
The bleeding stopped, the truth beautifully revealed

The healer of pain is pure and simple... inside of us
We know how to share it, yet we are afraid to trust
 It is so easy to share the healer known as LOVE
Giving...accepting...sung in harmony, below...above

The blend of voices or hearts, it is all the same
As I speak to you, you sing to me my name
And we are healing each other; instantly aware
Of our immense capacity to show that we care

If we can show it once, we can do it over and over again
Right? We are the power source to befriend the pain
A comrade it becomes... guiding us in directions anew
Tis the way we roll, me and you

So, sing with me in our perfect harmonic octaves
Allowing the healer known as love
to LIVE and SOAR

The meld so tight
The melody so right
Be with me tonight
Open and so very easy
You are in love with me

Just
Be
Love
With 
Me



Thursday, November 29, 2012

My Last Day

If today were my last day here in this life
I would tell you that I love you
I would want to know your laughter
I would want to see your eyes
I would want you to know you matter

If today was my last day on the planet
I would listen to the silence
surrounding me, I would know it fully
I would eat the foods I wanted to eat
I would be friendly to all I encountered

If today were my last day here as Harmony Green
I would take a walk and feel the sun
I would hold you so tightly and whisper in your ear
I would say Thank You for being here with me
this time around

If today were my last day here
November 29th, 2012
I would live it like my last day
I would love it like my last day
I would be more alive then I have ever been

We never know when our last day is delivered

So....
I hope you know I love you
I hope you know you matter
I hope you feel me holding you
I hope you hear me whisper in your ear...

"Thank You for being here with me this time around"




Wednesday, November 28, 2012

Courting the Tiger

I dreamed of a tiger one long ago night
She was my power come to court me
Together we walked in the sun, slow and sultry
right out there in the world, open
People walked by in awe... unafraid
Honoring us

I dreamed of a tiger one long ago night
She was my future come to court me
I would step into my power seductively
and out of myself
People will honor me
I will teach them to honor themselves

I dreamed of a tiger one long ago night
She was my truth come to court me
My purpose to be known and lived
Like a mama lioness birthing her cubs
I birth my true purpose...
Assisting others to birth their own truth

I dreamed of a tiger last night
She is me, returning to court myself
Time to awake to the newness in my life again
Time to be the new me I have become
Time to be who my truth has set free 
I am SO free

I am this tiger in my dream
and she, me
We are my power, my future and my truth
She is me, I... her
Stalking our prey in the jungle we live in
Together

You know my tiger, you have seen and held her
You have looked into her eyes, courting her
She has been reawakened in grand ways today
She stalks you; her prey, her mark
Be ready for her to pounce into your arms 
........soon





The Grass and The Dew

I live my magic, it is all around me. I own it, it surrounds me, I am it. How about you? How do you feel about the magic you carry? We all possess our own mojo, our own spark.

Find yourself a wand! Go buy one, make one of a switch on the ground. Allow one to come to you. Go get a wand. Wield it for good and peace and healing.
 Imagine what we can do when we combine the magic for the good of others, the planet and ourselves.

Connect to the truth that you are the Universe, the Universe is you. You are the grass AND the clinging morning dew. You are the beginning and the end, the now and the then....all at the same time.

I see your magic, don't you think it's time you did too? Wands to the ready!

Tuesday, November 27, 2012

Silently Soaring





And we roll up onto a wave, my vision expands
As far as the eye sees, the ocean lives
A viscous blanket covering the planet 

The Liquid mama I once knew

Blue and clear, our songs filling her fully
She is vibrating life, peace and harmony
Harmony in the sea and above, I am

I seek harmony with all life I encounter
At times, we must practice our blend
to make it fluid and soothing..... like my sea

The rise and fall of the sea, her brawny breath
I breach with joy or to warn the others
The sun warms my massive body as I fly out and up

So silently connected to all things in these brief moments of the soar
Living in the liquid mama I once knew

In my sea I knew my place, I was a part of my place
Here, I am challenged by the trappings of ego
All the collective ego here creates a prison all are locked within

We hold the key to be released, yet the chaos continually intrigues us
 We allow its ghastly grasp until one glorious day, we also breach
We know the silence of deep connective soaring long enough to let it live

I honor this writing today to all the lives my soul has lived
And mostly to the one in the sea, where I perhaps began 
The rolling rhythm of  my soul continues and I shall continue as well

Until I find myself once again....
Living in the liquid mama I once knew



Monday, November 26, 2012

Enter Pele

Back to the beginning
A new start
A clean slate
New ground to discover
enter Pele

We have lived so much
in such a short time
In my heart I feel hope
My head, the trickster teases me 
hold me, Pele

Grief and guilt aching to be released
We honor them for showing up, then we set them free
In the fire of the newness, we will burn them free
Our path resurfaced from that point on
Pele has blessed us

What we forge in the fire is love
Peace and companionship
A new creation springs forth from the flames
And we are off again in a new direction
ushering in the partnership

Back to the beginning
A new start
A clean slate
New ground to discover
here, we rebuild the truth of our union






Sunday, November 25, 2012

Unbreakable

A woman's heart is strong
It is a vessel and a channel
It holds and it gives
You can not break the heart of a woman

A woman's heart is true
It listens and it sings
It answers from a deep well of wisdom
You can not weaken the heart of a woman

A woman's heart is her treasure
In her chest, locked away or thrown open
to bare her riches, she decides who receives and when
You can not dull the glow of a woman's heart


A strong true treasure lives inside each woman
There is no way to tarnish such a gift
Ready to be there, ready to love, ready to heal
You can not own the heart of a woman

To fear the heart of a woman is a dangerous proposition
Do you fear the sun's rising, or the setting of it as it paints the sky
Her heart is like the mighty sun, life giving and affirming, warm
You can not halt the rising and setting of the heart of a woman

We are pure nature, we are pure love, we are pure strength 
WE ARE WOMEN
You can not break a woman
We are unbreakable


Saturday, November 24, 2012

The Sand of the Path





Two souls on a pathway
Each alone, yet joined now
to the other
Who leads, who is to follow

Who grows the garden
who tends the home
Where do they meet in
the middle

Is there ever a mid-line we stride together
If so, how do we discover it
On our paths joined
yet still so very separate

Is the journey of the pathway
perceived in similar ways
Or do you see it one way
while I another

And if so, how do we discover
the honor of each other
While preserving our own honor
All the while attempting forward movement

We have become aligned on a pathway
Aho, partner of the pathway
Can we assist each other in our quest to the
answers hidden in
the sand of the path we walk upon





Friday, November 23, 2012

Juxtaposed...For Pi





Inside us all is a tiger
tough
strong, territorial
soulful and majestic
Stranded in a lifeboat
on a silent sea; or a raging, wicked one
juxtaposed, yet still the same sea

We are silent and raging
My sea is strewn with stars

Inside us all is suffering
hard like stone
Ripping at the very core of us
until we are emaciated and weak
to the point of almost dying
Yet, we survive

Krishna carries the Universe
inside him
his mouth agape to offer
us all agape......
The true selfless love we must 
know for ourselves through ourselves
before we know it else where

My universe is inside me as well
My tiger; my power, my prowess, my goddess

Saved through suffering or saved through magic
Saved through a life peaceful or a life tragic
It matters not, if we see and know that being saved
Comes from owning OUR truth 
and banishing that to which we have been enslaved

Inside us we carry ourselves
When out at sea alone....your truth shines and is reflected around you perfectly

Open your mouth, share your story,  sing your truth


Thursday, November 22, 2012

Circle Completed

She was full of thanks today
always, really
Words uttered so often
Do we really know what we are saying
when we say Thank You?

Mama holds her baby girl
Calming her boo-boos
Loving her up
"Thank you" the little angel replies

 He is fed in a shelter, a roof covering his head
finally
Tonight he can exhale, he can rest
He can stop looking over his shoulder for one blessed night
"Oh, thank you" he cries

They are housed, after the fire robbed them of their
possessions
It could not scorch their love, however...
never
"Thank you for keeping us all safe" they pray

Losing a loved one, so painful
Heart is heavy, life so bleak
"Thank you for all you have given me"
He whispers in her ear
in her final moments as she moves on

The circle that completes with a Thank You
is sacred
Say it often, mean it, honor the words
Let it flow from your soul
and receive it too, when it comes your way



Wednesday, November 21, 2012

Yearning to Return

 
The pull of the rolling magnet so strong
I must return
Home, I need to go home
Yet, I agreed to be here Now
To assist the plight of the
planet

The yearning to return to the buoyant sea
sits in me, as deep as she is
Calls me, missing me too
Yet, I agreed to be here Now
To assist the plight of the
people

The muddied memory of my salty home
lives somehow in my soul
In a dimension other than this, I live there still
Yet, I agreed to be here Now
To assist the plight of the
plants

The task laid out before me
Clearer each day, I accept it anew each day
Vibing higher, seeing further, feeling fully
Yes, I agreed to be here Now
To assist the plight properly I have become
Pink

You long and ache for your home, too
it calls you, tugs you
Tempts you and taunts you, wants you
Yet, you agreed to be here Now
To assist us all who are
assisting the plight of those who seek peace



Tuesday, November 20, 2012

The Wax and The Wane

Lost
       Lonely
              Longing
                      Waiting
                           Waning
                               Waxing
                                   Adored
                                       Alone
                                             Atop
                                                Below
                                                   Between
                                                   Beautiful
                                                          Sweet
                                                        Sultry
                                                   Sunrise
                                               Mystery
                                            Mistress
                                          Mister
                                        How
                                       Do 
                                    We
                              Make 
                            Love
                          Live
                         ?
                     We
                  Decide
                We 
              Are 
           Worthy
        You
      Are
     I 
   Am
  We
Are


Monday, November 19, 2012

Clear Channel

Words get in the way so often
articulated incorrectly
and we are off and runnin
into a wall

Words lock us in the corners of
Non imagination
Glance at me and I know...
 you need not say it

Touch me softly, directly
this I hear
and understand
Fully 

Speaking less and communicating more
No more tilting at word windmills 
No more misinterpretation
No hidden hearts

Just truth, sweet wordless truth
Vibrations ebbing and flowing
Between me and you
Clear channel, no distraction

Shed the words
Share the vibe and the vitality
of your eyes, your lips, your touch
Speak your love to me wordlessly



Sunday, November 18, 2012

The Freedom of the Fire

Seasons and cycles, we do not know
Here, in this place, there is sun and snow (why we cry)
Emotions so painful we know not of
Where we are from there is no below or above

There is peace, constant and whole
It is all we know and what we came here to show
So show it we will to first ourselves
Save, we can not until into ourselves we deeply delve

Save yourself first, such words foreign
Words we must speak, however, before we can begin
To truly assist the planet, her people, plants, rocks and animals
We are here in numbers many, and yes, we are familial  

The Harmonic One is here to find you, birth your trust... then guide
She will show you the many truths there under the lies
The lies you live everyday, just to be here; purpose driven
Then she'll show you how to honor yourself and when you have given

enough to yourselves....

she will let you know when we will amass and congregate
In numbers full....the pink pure love will finally integrate
And your purpose you will see fulfilled as the masses vibe up higher
Sharing and caring in beauty with no ego, all living in the 
"freedom of the fire"

The fire will free us all to return to our place of peace
For it will be here that we all live now, yes, complete
and utter joy is the end result, I know it to be true
.... this is why I came here to sing the truth to you


The Fruit and the Fire





The fruit adorns the branch
The branch gives to the weight
The spoils of the connection
Hanging there, ripe and ready to be 
touched and tasted

The energy of the growth.. intense
Touch me, taste me, assimilate me
within yourself
Meld with me
You touched me, you tasted me

In the fire of passion, love begins to grow
So open and free
As the fire mellows, the deepness stays
if we recall that the fire is never far away
I still crave your touch, your taste

Touch me, baby, taste me; take me away
from the longing living in my life
Hold me, speak my name, know me again
With your mouth that speaks, sing to me
Touch my face, taste my kisses

In the ripeness the passion now becomes
Peace, admiration, respect, affection
Sparks of the past keep the home fires stoked
Hot and deep embers now, sustaining
Touch my heart, taste my fire

Soon, we build our connected flame again
As the fire presents, I present my love
Deep, warm, sensual, real, true
A gift to you, us, the energy..intense
Touch me, taste me and I will be home



Saturday, November 17, 2012

Epic Proportion!!!!

Today, she decided to honor herself
to be herself
to celebrate herself
To own her epic proportion

She is an incredible creature
fluid, fancy, faithful
Open, just and true, real
A Broad of Epic Proportion!

Her love lives vastly
it is vast
it is accessible
If you respect it



Do not attempt to belittle
or undermine
Silly human....one does not mess with
a Goddess of Epic Proportion!

Be true 
and truth
you will receive
in return

She decided to honor herself today
You best prepare yourself!
She is worthy of the honor
She is a Woman of EPIC PROPORTION!

Friday, November 16, 2012

Worthy of the Wants

Wishes fill our hearts
Dreams so elusive it seems
How do we discover our heart's art
Or learn to display and share our dreams

Right out there in the open
Letting them blossom fully like a flower among weeds
Knowing what we want we will get, not just hopin'
Knowing we are worthy of the wants, not just the needs 

A dream is born on a path, then taken to the open road
Once in a while our navigation is off, we miss a beat
I walk with you by my side now, we are never alone
Still, we can find ourselves at a dead end street

But, if you chose the right dreamer to walk the journey with
The dead end just becomes a surprise respite
We rest there and revive, taking the precious time to sit
We turn around, back to where we came from, reset

It's all good, it always becomes what it is meant to be
I bless the day you shared your dream and opened your heart
The dreamer in you saw and honored the dreamer in me
Some day, we unveil our mixed media piece "Dreamer's Art"







Thursday, November 15, 2012

My Grass is Green



 
Found in a valley, lush with life
aching for the pinnacle of a mountain peak

Living on a peak so high in the perfect, thin air
so wanting to sit below near a swiftly moving stream

Being where we are, we wish to be elsewhere
why is this such a human need.... to be where we are not now?

Can we not make the grass greener where we are
rather than lusting after greener grass far away

Today, I allow my now to be exactly what it is
I will befriend it once again

And in this renewed friendship with my life
I will assess, ascertain and adjust if needed

I may find that I am exactly where I am to be
perhaps it is where I want to be too

I am loved, I love back, I am a mother, a grandmother, a healer, a friend
There is growth in my valleys and great love on the peaks of my life

My grass is green


Wednesday, November 14, 2012

The Same Space

He turned to watch her sleeping in the half morning light
So content and peaceful
Half smile adorning her face
Fully engaged he was
Allowing the love he felt in his heart for her, and them, and the moment
The Now

Not knowing, or caring what the full light of day would bring
he slid in next to her
He, so close..... almost touching her, lost in the rise and fall of her chest
The Sea outside singing harmony to her gently cadenced breathing
He lingered there, making the memory
that would sustain him
Until they once again would share
The Same Space


Tuesday, November 13, 2012

Gifted in the Glass



Reflected in your past is always
your future
Be the past recent...this life
or ancient in awareness...... lives lived before

In the backwards glance
the forward movement
can be gauged
Retrospect respected

You are here, now
in my present
You will be here
in my future

You have always been...here...somehow
This knowledge I innately possessed
It was respectfully reflected
in the magic mirror of the past

Each time I will remember to
open my eyes to the past
As I gaze into the glass
of my searching, my inner knowing

For if I look only
in one direction
I dishonor my ability to
Respect the retrospect

In the looking glass pointing past
I know you were always there, there you were
Practicing your patience.... waiting for me to
Respect the retrospect gifted in the glass

Monday, November 12, 2012

As It Must Be

Relearning herself
colors marvelously muted
Lines between so visible before
now undefined

Ebbing and flowing in and out
in new ways
Hearing the information
now as feelings

New territory she travels
alert on the new path
Yet uncertain..... again
Uncertainty foreign to her

Navigating the newness
with gratitude
mild trepidation
and a knowing it is
as it must be

She walks this new path..... childlike and new as well




Sunday, November 11, 2012

Dragon.....Fly

Should-ing on yourself again?
Should on me too, then
When you restrict yourself from the flow
You cut it off for all, you know

Should not-ing when you don't should?
Constantly donning your "cape of good"
The superhero swooping in to swiftly save
To your ego you've become a slave

Ego feeds off of and thrives in fear
and it occludes the beautiful freedom so near
The pattern repeats, it's built into your psyche
And once again, the self fulfilled prophecy
 is alive and unwell

Keep feeding the dragon that keeps you captive
Makes no sense, cuz it keeps your own wings inactive
"One dream at a time, shouldn't enjoy too much joy"
"Don't be so selfish, you greedy little girl or boy"

"Live in the past, it's safer there, the future's unknown"
And it shall stay that way till that future you own
Create the future you want, let the old paradigms go
Or you'll be stuck in the mud, always the last to know

that you are alive and unwell

Drop the should, let go the should nots
Live the life you want, one life's all you've got
As the wheel of life this time is turned
Pay attention to the transformation, and all that you have learned

Free your dragon 
away it will fly

And you will fly
and
become
Alive and Well




Saturday, November 10, 2012

Buried Treasure

I discovered myself upon your sand
Exploring your uncharted land
I, while walking your sacred ground
Uncovered your heart

the buried treasure that I found

Inside the chest were coins of gold
Tarnished, though, from pains now old
And gems of wisdom that sparkle and shine
You see them not, who made you so blind




To your own value... your own worth
Why would you hide so deeply in the Earth
When the sun longs to warm your pale skin
You belong up here with nature, all your kin

I dug you up, I pulled you up, I set you on your sand
Opened the chest and asked you to bravely take my hand
You honored me with your hand in mine
And gave to me the gift of your time

Often though, I feel you sinking, burying yourself again
I, with no map to know your location deep inside the land
My search I will continue, till my spade hits and finds its mark
The hardened wooden chamber where you hide inside the dark

I shall stay upon your scared, hallowed ground
Because you are

the buried treasure that I found




With Me

Walk with me
by my side
ahead
or 
behind
hold my hand
Walk with me


Talk with me
about you
or me
us
them
it
that
Talk with me


Be with me
there, here
away
close
connected
all the
same
Be with me

Share with me
your life
your 
joy
your 
pain
my 
joy
my 
pain
Share with me


You and me
us
love
peace
laughter
friendship
confidant
You and me


Know with me
settle in
for the ride
Smooth
Bumpy
exploring
the destinations
along
the road
Know with me

Lay with me
wrapped up
linger
hold
caress
trace
love
lay with me

you with me
me with you
as time blesses
us
You With Me




Friday, November 9, 2012

Foregone Conclusion

Once a mighty river flowed here
The water was wild and clear
There was life and energy
for as far as the eye could see

The rapids were white and roaring
Eagles flew high above, soaring
Time and ignorance has halted the flow
A fading memory remains from long ago



How does a mighty river of resource just die
Did no one notice its pain or hear its cry?
Now that it is gone, a victim of our illusions

What can we learn from the foregone conclusion
that humans matter more than the place we live

That all other life is here to assist and give
to us, and not the other way around
Are we such fools that we would kill the sacred ground
That sustains us?

Can history retrain us?

Will future generations forgive us?

Will our planet out live us?

Or do we all die
together?







Thursday, November 8, 2012

Kids Will Tell Ya

Gaia gives her creatures do overs every moment
Welcome to our collective Do Over

As a child knows, we can fix what we just broke
But we have to fix it fast

The Call goes out "Do Over!!!!!"
The kids return to the staring point

And they do it over
It's that simple for them...can we do it too?

We have been given a Do Over
We find ourselves at the same starting place

We have wishes, we have hopes
Find those with the same wishes and hopes

Connect, assemble, create and then DO!
Do together over and over and over

The kids will tell ya
This is the way to cross the finish line
together

Then our Do Over
becomes a Well Done

Wednesday, November 7, 2012

Set Free

The hero enters, the tension can be cut with a knife
We are all heroes for others at times in life

When a hero becomes a friend, that's pretty cool in the words of Dan
Demystifying the hero and seeing the truth that we all need rescue can

be

The light at the end of your tunnel, the long dark tunnel of despair
Is there a person in your life right now that is in need of some repair?

Then, be their hero, one more time if need be
Go in, guns blazing, to set them free

If they need you, then go, do not hesitate to lend them your bravery
Go, get 'em out of the chains... offer to help end their slavery

Then come to me and rest your head upon my chest
Hear the heart that beats for you and allow yours to rest

It's my turn, dalrin..... to rescue you now
I can be your hero, let me show you how




Tuesday, November 6, 2012

How We Roll

My peeps care for each other
and we will care for you
It's how we roll

No mud slinging
just a hand to pull you out if you
go down in the mud

And go down we will
Easy? Maybe
Most likely hard

My peeps provide a soft place to 
fall
a soft place for everyone

Cuz we ain't divided
unless we allow it
Unite with us?

No more partisan politics
It's part of our plan
to lend a helpin hand

It's how we roll