Tag Archives: stars

Shining For You

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What begins as a sad, sober moment
ends as a hearty celebration,
and the things we thought we lost
have just taken another form.
Why grieve, then?
If nothing is lost
why are we searching?
Each question is a little twinkling star
in the grandest night sky of silent knowing.
Keep asking
and maybe you will see
all the lights are shining
for you.

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Keep Digging

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I discovered
that I can let Life surprise me.
When I realize I’m the Fool,
my mind is open to new learning.
When my heart is broken
I have a chance to see the light
shining from the million tiny pieces,
more beautiful than all the stars
in the darkest night sky.
Sometimes the deepest pain
holds an even deeper treasure.
May I trust
and keep digging.

Lucid Dream: An Ocean of Stars

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In the early morning
just before dawn
I had a lucid dream.
My body still asleep,
my mind became alert
that the reality I was experiencing
was, in fact, a dream.
I was facing a dark parking lot
standing on a narrow path
with the woods behind me,
and it struck me how creepy it was
to be there, just standing there
in the dark night alone.
And then I dropped something
(was it my keys??)
and I began searching in the plants
beside the path for whatever it was
I thought I had lost.
Suddenly, I realized,
I’m dreaming! There is no reason
for me to be here in a dark parking lot
at night by myself.
And then came the feeling of excitement
and the exhilaration that rises up
whenever I realize I’m awake
within my dream,
because now I’m capable of anything,
I can go anywhere,
I can have anything,
I can see everything,
the only limit is my imagination.
At such times
I usually choose to fly
just to verify
that I am in fact dreaming.
So I felt my body rising up
toward the sky.
And I had this felt sense
that I had tried so many times
to be in control of this sort of experience,
wanting to master the art of flying,
to be strong and capable,
taking myself wherever I wanted,
but now…
Now I wanted to surrender.
I wanted to surrender to God.
And so I let myself be buoyed up,
up, up, up,
until I was high in the sky
close to the stars,
and it was this feeling of being held
softly, gently,
of floating in this vast ocean of stars
and it felt so good and so right
to just let myself be held.
I awoke then,
but the feeling has stayed with me,
and this image of being held
by a gentle, unseen, immense force—
floating in an ocean of stars.

NaPoWriMo 2015 Day 2: Except Infinity

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They are the reason
I love the desert at night,
why I long to be free
of the city’s blaring lights.

They comfort me
in the most mysterious way;
My longing to see them
haunts me by day.

The closest one to us
gives us all life,
though we often forget it
absorbed in our strife.

Kind eyes peer
through the midnight sky,
offer warmest regards
and never ask, “Why?”

They hold the memory
of the ancestral dance
and their beautiful movement
invites me to chance
A daring belief that between the stars and me
there is nothing at all
except infinity.

 

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Yeah, so, I’m not a rhymer, but for some reason I thought I’d goof around a bit tonight. It’s helpful to not take myself too seriously…some pretty wonderful things happen when relaxation takes the place of rigid expectation.  May all beings know happiness.

Sewing at Midnight

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And now we break from our regularly scheduled programming…
It’s  midnight,
HAPPY HALLOWEEN!
I’m making a wizard costume for my two year old boy,
and it’s finally taking shape.
All day I’ve been staring
at the silvery stars and the deep blues
of the fabric.

Tired eyes now,
the stars appear to be dancing.

If I do manage to close my eyes tonight,
I’ll probably dream about silvery stars and deep blues.
That would be a pretty nice dream.