Dan's Lore

Do not mourn
In my demise
Please, I want you to realize
Mine was a life
Lived fully

I sang from mountainous peaks
I sang love songs to my siren sea
I loved ladies and respected men
I reminded you to honor the now, the then

Rejoice that I was here
That I found you all in my rear view mirror
After I drove off into my sun's setting
And you...sang myself to me, in your melodic vetting

So, please no mourning
Instead, embrace the joyful knowing
That you are fully alive
As I was. Live, love, thrive!

Sing and love and learn
As the seasons and the cycles turn
Find yourself, also turning
Wiser, lighter; and in your learning
Write you own songs, find your own voice
It's your life, you are gifted with choice

I chose life at the fork in the road
I wrote of my travels so they could be told
From my deep soul to the depths of yours
Life affirming and loving lore
Is what I gave as a gift to the world
Until the day my Icarus like wings unfurled
And I was lifted away and high
Today, I whisper to you all..... "goodbye"

Say hello to your own inner wisdom
Use the crystal knowledge of your life as a prism
Shine into the world your own gentle warnings
And, please, rejoice..... let go the mourning

Daysong...for Charlotte

Morning
Breaks
Body
Wakes
Whisper
Rise
Sleepy
Eyes

Orb

Brilliant

Grand....

Resilient

Relieving

Dark

Blazing

Arc

Morning

Brings

Dreams

Dawning

Stretching

Yawning

Day's

Delivery

Knight-like

Chivalry

Possibilities
Vast
Shadows
Cast
Moving
Daylong
Silent
Daysong

Morning

Here

Today's

Mirror

Daybreak

Reverence

Night's

Severance

Morning

Glory

Sunshine

Story

Mine

Penned

Now....

Then

Dawn's
Reprise
Whispered
Rise

Delivering the Day

The stars drift off to sweet slumber
The fire sun, yawning.... revives her slow rise
Breaking the waiting horizon
Delivering the day
What does the sun signal to you
As she stretches and slides across the sky
That same sky the stars earlier.... occupied

A gift, the day rise
Ripe and plump with possibilities
Antiquated and angling and aligning
The ancient arc of an orb
we endlessly orbit, worshiping her
cadence, her brilliance
Her heat, her light, her existence

Round and Round
Season to Season
Hour to Hour
Now to Now

Blue, the bounty of the sky....blue, my day dreams
White the wispy clouds...white, my dawning desire
Orange fire ball sun....orange, my burning wisdom
The day has been delivered upon the steps of my waking heart
It is now my honor to live this day.....
aware

The Collide of Souls

tomorrow morning as the sun rises
so do I
just like that fiery orb warming
from the sky
warm, I shall be as well
meeting with the hearts in which I dwell

my soul family
lives in Peoria, Illinois
we are a blend of eccentricities
with a soft center of love and joy
gathering to honor the Illinois boy
whose gifted wisdom we often employ

love when and who ya can
cry if it feels right
we are straddling the land of pretend
never look down when you are in flight
and....there is always a golden saving light
shining in the deep depths of the darkest night

tomorrow we will all converge
upon the little town on the river
to love and sing, our ills to purge
to give something back to our giver
of truth and peace and gentle warnings
my soul screams YES to tomorrow morning

cuz there is no way to say no... you see
from Texas, New Jersey or Ole Tennessee
from the county near and far and wide
these loving, loud souls will again collide
spilling love all over the place
they'll hear us sing in outer space

love when and who ya can
cry if it feels right
we are straddling the land of pretend
never look down when you are in flight
and....there is always a golden saving light
shining in the deep depths of the darkest night

The Blue Dreams of the August Sky

This new morning
brings the dawning of a
heart less laden
My heart rises big
and yellow and warm
today
The sun rises and my heart
is healed
Once again

My heart.... free of sedentary
woe
My heart that danced alone
in a field
Wrapped up in the vibe
of other dancers
Alone, dancing.... yet connected
as we all swayed and sauntered...
Surrounded by synergy's seductive
sustenance
And the sometimes sun
Peeking through to tell us
she was happy too!

Happy hearts
Blues smirks painted across the
faces of the crowd
Blended
Happy, sunny and satisfied
Connected

Shake it up
Own your blues and let them
go
Off into the momentary Blue Canvas
of the
August northern sky
Nestled in the harbor of
Gtiche Gumee
The sometimes sun glints and glows
on her liquid skin
As we sway...
Collectively
Blues smirky and
set free

I welcome this new morning
As all we mourn melds...
mends and floats away on the
sometimes sunny day
And the
Blue Dreams of the
August northern
sky

As the Willow Watched

 

 

a seductive song caught in her ear

her head turning in grateful

respect and recall

this song.....

played just for her as she entered

the space

calling to weary her soul

she had to follow

 

did she run or float?

 

sauntering outside

onto the veranda..

into the night, warm and welcoming

it wrapped around her

like an old friend

one who had

returned after a long and arduous journey

"hello, my friend"

the perfect night....lit by a tiny sliver

golden moon

between the trees

"remember, I remember"

"when you hold me like this, I know myself"

 

nature's song grew in sharpness and tone

feeling it vibe in her heart

hollow.....

waking up her

HOPE! long sleeping

allowing the ownership of reality

"summer returns, she indeed.... is coming"

 

this morn, she sits and writes

in reflection

the song played in her memory

banks

now.....the smile and the sway of her

body returns...

revived is she, more awake, more grateful

less restricted

 

the promise of summer

has been sung to her center

in the night, warm and wholesome

into her soul suspect and under satiated

better now, it is going to be

alright

 

yes.....

 

the frogs and the crickets sang her name

last night

under the sliver of a golden moon

between the trees

this morn, she knows it was played

just or her

as the willow watched her

wake up

to

the promise of summer

 

shroud lifted

truth gifted

spirit drifting

with the clouds

sliding over that

sliver of a moon

as the willow

watched

 

 

 

 

Tall In Our Truth

Rising above the destruction
of the ways of love
again
Always, we will always rise
Collectively we care
so deeply
so completely
so innately...so true
Always, we will always rise

Rising out from the ashes of another
attack
An attack on love..on honor...on respect
on ourselves
If one is attacked, we are all attacked
We will again stand tall in our truth
Always, we will always rise

It is our way, to love
Love is the casualty when a bomb goes off
Or one child hurts another child
Someone took their love away....long ago
The chain that restricts the ankles
tightens
We possess the keys to these shackles
Love, respect, honor....peace
Always, we will always rise

Those of us who know...love
Must restore the seasons of love
of caring, of respecting
of true honor
In the restoration...
together.... reconstructing
We will teach love and learn it
again
Always, we will always rise

Until we are standing tall in our truth
always

And I...You

Waking to the new day

of my new self

Today is the first day

of my new me

Each day I am new

really

Each day a new adventure

a new direction

or the same

my choice

each morning

each moment

each day

I have chosen you

or you were chosen for me

it matters not

You made me new

And I you

New....reborn.....re-birthed

Relearning

Reevaluating

Renewed

Re-done

Re-do

For my re-do I choose you

and you... I

"Good Morning" I shall say as I greet you daily

You made me new

And I... you

:)

Towards the Sun....For Greg and Andy

This could be his last day

He may leave, what do I say

How do I tell him how much he has meant

to me all these years...my soul laments

I will hold his hand in mine at the bedside

Does he know I am there, has he felt the tears I've cried

I must boldly be there again today, honoring this man I love

He has loved me too. Together we learned what life is made of

Sunrises and sunsets

A love of two with no regrets

It is the most important gift to share

I must go now, he'll need me there

This could be his last day

He may leave, and I will say

"Goodbye and thank you, my love. Move towards the sun when it's time

to let the morning greet you on the other side"

Gaia Sleeps

The cold awaits me

outside my door

Drivers creep and crawl

atop the blanket

she covered us with

There is no way for me to say no

I must move out and in to the day

that awaits, white and wicked

yet beautifully at rest

Gaia rests

I shall not deny her the slumber she seeks

and so rightfully deserves

She will sleep and I will move on

and out

into the morning

I honor the winter and all she has to teach me

My Heart's Poem

A man loves a woman
a woman loves a man
Beginning a life together
It's part of the plan

They dream and build
They love, allowing creation
They work and birth
They evolve...in elation

The years flow by
The kids grow strong
The bills get paid
The days are long

With the passing years
comes the passing by
One hears the wind's whisper 
One stands still, no longer trying

One moves ahead
Moving away from the home
Tired of waiting for the other
Beginning to evolve...alone

One blends and becomes the change
The seasons now coming with haste
One is stalled and sullen
Halted, slowing the pace

The heart of the evolving one pens this poem knowing the changes impending:

Two trees live side by side for many years

One honors the season's turn with ease

The other holding on to deeply rooted fears

unwilling to let go and drop its leaves

Neither is right, neither wrong

The time has come, the turner moves on

Allowing the one who fears the change 

to take their time to rearrange

The turner finds the mate who turns in reflection

Knowing they are turning in a similar direction

The one who feared the season's arrival

Also finds the one there for their revival

In life, we shed timeworn love as trees shed their leaves

We release the grasp where once we cleaved

As new love enters, ending the pattern of growing apart

Allowing the true intertwined rooting of two lonely hearts

Dreams

The reality of life pales to the truth of our dreams..why then, do we fear them so much? To honor a dream in its youth is the proper thing for us to do....to jump in when our creative juices are spicy with the enthrallment of adrenaline. But, because we deny ourselves.....we wait and think of reasons why our dream should sit in the dark like a dirty little secret. We convince ourselves it needs to wait, we need to wait, it's not the right time....blah, blah, blah.

I was guilty of this behavior for years myself, so there is no judgement here....simply empathy.

Please know this......your dreams, your desires, your passions are there for a specific reason....to assist you in being you. You are the ONLY person who can bring them to full reality. So if you shelve them you shelve yourself....really consider this, think about it process it.....Please.

There's really no way to say no to them....so on this morning, may you let them rise, breathe them in and exhale all that they are out into the world.

If you can be brave enough for one breath, you can do it again and again until breathing is easy, and exhaling is a gift you welcome and live with ease as well!

Come on, morning....

The Power of Choice

Good Morning.....

Maybe.....to love is not so strange. Perhaps love, in all of its many forms, is the one thing in life that truly connects us, brings us back to our true North and aligns us with who we are, at our very core.
We are given choices in our life, do you realize how precious a choice is? There is such a gift in the act of choosing. I honor the power of a choice, the magic that is wrapped up in the whole process of making a choice.

We make the easy ones, or the ones we have become accustomed to in the blink of an eye regularly, they make sense to us, we are comfortable with them, it is easy, or it has become a habit.

Love is a choice, a beautiful sometimes blissfully messy choice, but one that lifts us to heights beyond our imagination, if we allow ourselves to go there. For some, choosing love is forbidden, unattainable.......those of us who allow it are blessed, for we make the choice from a foundation of self love.

Today, I ask you to choose love above all other things, for it really is the only thing that matters. Our hearts know this, our DNA craves it, our souls soar within it.... like paired Eagles crossing the expanse of a river side by side.

Say yes to the morning of the day you chose love for yourself, in all ways.
<3

Bring on the GOOD STUFF!

I awoke with this song in my head, and here it is now, again!

Today, I am allowing the good stuff to come to me in any way it sees fit. I choose to focus on this good stuff ALL day long.........this means that if some of the other stuff comes my way, I will give it any immediate attention it needs, and then move on....back to THE GOOD STUFF.

Each day brings many blessings, possibly a curse or an emergency. On THIS DAY, I am focusing on the GOOD STUFF. Yes, I just said that above.......see, it's working.....my focus is already keen. :)

The first good stuff has come to me.......this song woke me up and now it serenades me! Bring on the GOOD STUFF!!!

My eyes, awareness and expectations for today focus on all the GOOD that is coming my way!

Happy Morning, everyone!