A Song About A Mother And Son’s Sacred Spiritual Conversational Connection

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Wise Fool is song that I wrote several years ago. It was inspired by an old poem written by my mom many moons ago, during one of her psychiatric hospitalization’s from one of her severe bouts of depression. What evolved from her poem is a spirited conversation that arrived out of meditative experiences in the dreamtime. This song is also inspired by the spiritual energy of Coyote, aka the “trickster”, which generally symbolizes the balance of wisdom and folly. Some of my old friends used to call one of my “signature” facial expressions, “the grin”, which reveals this part of my personality. Today, I look at Coyote, and my mom’s Spirit as part of my Spiritual Light Team, which I activate everyday, prior to an early morning intentional prayerful-meditation. I do this by simply saying, “Activate Spiritual Light Team.” And then I typically follow this by saying, “We ask God Directly (Creator/Great Spirit/Universe/Higher Self), and the Archangel’s of the Highest Order, to help Us awaken Our Multidimensionality, walk in alignment with the Universal pillars of Love and Truth, becoming the change We want to see in the world, through the gateway of Inner Peace, one step, one foot, one breath at a time. And for all Your love, support, and guidance along the way, We thank You, We thank You, We thank You. Amen).” Remember that even in darkness, there is light at the end of the tunnel.

Wise Fool

Alone in a place no one can see.
Sit fools spinning dreams of who they might be.
Images and colors flickering, remain undefined.
Serving only to remind.

Are your feelings pulling at you tauntingly?
Smoldering beneath the surface cautiously.
Does your frigid exterior got your smile frozen?
Clinging tentatively to distorted visions
.

Like a vampire bite, dark emotions carry venom.
Attaching blame when I become a victim.
Feeding off the energy of another.
God help me, for I’m a psychic blood sucker.

Are your feelings pulling at you tauntingly?
Smoldering beneath the surface cautiously.
Does your frigid exterior got your smile frozen?
Clinging tentatively to distorted visions
.

Groundhog Day and I’m dead again.
A fleeting shadow is there no end?
Searching for an exit, fools eyes find none.
Until I awaken and see we are one!

Wishing you all wellness & inner peace!

Ari



4 thoughts on “A Song About A Mother And Son’s Sacred Spiritual Conversational Connection

  1. Your song, Wise Fool, has inspired this poem dedicated to you, your mom and us all.

    Karen’s smile is infectious; we can’t help but respond in kind.
    Eyes are filled with love and pain; all our feelings are intertwined.

    * Karma creates samsara; must all our misery repeat?
    • Just until we know the truth: that all lives are destined to meet;
    • To appreciate our youth, and our interbeing with all.
    • Not one of us is complete; we are Spring and we’re also Fall.
    • One note can sound so pretty; a song even more glorious
    • Now imagine a canon, or symphony even more precious
    • A cosmos alive with sound; may we open our ears to hear
    • Wake up and feel our heartbeat; let us release all of our fear

    Karen, you’re not forgotten, Your music will never be done
    We laugh, we cry and we love, and we know we all breathe as one
    We know we all breathe as one

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