Oceanic Poem

When I gaze out onto the sea of love . . .

I can picture dolphins, whales, and other creatures of the deep
coming about, and swimming peacefully . . .

My pineal gland’s third eye releases righteous DMT!

Within the depths of my own
oceanic consciousness . . .

In these changing tides, may we
scuba dive into mysterious whirlpools of femininity.

Rocky coastal edges of old school masculinity are washing
away by softening chi of feminine tidal waves.

Intrinsic soulful caverns
awaken their soft, yin-ward watery dimensions.

But not at the expense of breathing in the present moment by exploring
the wondrous watery caverns of under-explored darkness.

The winds of Climate Change are raining a dirge
onto crashing waves of shadowy human-centric doubts.

Walk with Spider in the center of the Web of Life
with your head and your heart scripting a balanced dance-step.

May communication with Dolphin bring lighthouses of curiosity and empathy
into the gales of our inner tapestry.

Let us give birth to a New Earth,
and let the dead ways of the old one go with forgiveness.

Like moths, and seasons,
the one constant in life is change!

May we gently, gradually, and gracefully allow the
bountiful ocean to clear away all salty toxicity on these hard lands.

In the meantime, may a whale of a heartbeat spring forth empathic
connections to your own soul power
that aligns with the mystical vibrations of Universal Consciousness

 

 

Ari is a Licensed Clinical Social Worker, ReikiMaster, Published Author, and Educator. He has over 20 years of social work experience, and has been working in Public Schools in Gardiner, Maine, for over 14 years. More importantly, he has been a husband for decades, and is a dad, and animal lover too. Ari is also the MSAD 11 School District Wellness Committee Chair, Facilitator of the Mental Health Awareness Team (MHAT), and Middle School Civil Rights Team Co-Advisor. He earned a Bachelor of Arts degree in Psychology in the Pittsburgh area of Pennsylvania, and Master of Social Work degree in Miami Florida. Ari’s office is located at the Gardiner Regional Middle School, where he spends most of his school days. Ari also works at the High School, and visits the Elementary Schools periodically. He was born in Alaska, grew up in Grand Rapids, Michigan during his formative years, graduated from High School in the Hartford area of Connecticut, and lived in Australia while studying abroad in College. Ari has hiked in the Andean mountain range in Venezuela, and also all of the 48/4000 footers in the old White Mountains of New Hampshire. Ari’s name means lion in Hebrew, he was born in the Chinese year of the tiger, has lineage connections to a band of gypsies that fled Spain to Italy during the Inquisition, Judy Garland, the mighty Cherokee, and more. Also, he’s been meditating consistently for over 20 years, has been in a lot of therapy himself, and still goes regularly to unpack his backpack. Here is his new school website: https://abouse22.weebly.com/

Leaving Behind Winter, and Making Budding Friends with Spring

Chickadee sings songs
of Spring arriving right now
Vernal Equinox
and a Full Worm Moon unearths
Takes root on Wednesday March 20

Crows show their magic
chasing away hawks from nests
to protect their young

Male and Feminine
Energies are dancing in
transgender fashion
Father Sky and Mother Earth
commingle in alignment

May truth speak to you
with an approach that is soft
and a gentle voice

Nature reflects light
and darkness in equal ways
Sunlight grows stronger
till climaxing on Summer
Solstice after long Winter

We feel drunk from sun-
beams that awaken magic
of the moment, and
give pause for the arrival
of transitory sweetness

And then let them go
with a playful, light-hearted
sense of detachment

Do you hear the birds
chirping gleefully on days
some more than others
Grieving wintry remnants
Welcoming warmer weather?

Sunshine and rainbows
feels inebriating to the
soul’s sun tao and zen

Till next week peeps,

Ari

New Tanka and Haiku Poetry

Woodpecker Drumming
Hawk soars O’er a new moonshine
Like Mercury in
Retrograde, Fox can be a
Trump Trickster that sells fake news

Let go of concrete
Logical/rational thought
Instead of being
Seduced/punched by your fears
Become your transformation

Picture calm, peaceful
thoughts that breathe fresh air into
your soul so you can
see Love and Truth that values
Equality and freedom

Is an Alien 
event coming to reveal 
new dimensional
challenge of looking at things
differently than we do?

A Full Worm Moon is
Coming on Spring Equinox
Robin gets its meal

Are you a programmed
sheep herded by big money?
See with your own eyes!

You can build a wall
But an old paradigm is
breaking down right now

Till Next Time Peeps,

Ari

Waxing Gratitude Following a Waning Fragrant Full Flower Moon

Thank you to all of you who have supported the energy of this blog.

It has been a process, and I could not have done it without
your encouragement and co-creation.

In fact, this forum has inspired the recent publication of my first book,
accompanied by my Aunt Barbara’s beautiful animal pictures.

And I would like to thank my wife Kristen, for her Earth. I deeply appreciate her grounding force in my life!

For more information on the arrival of my book, Something to Chew On . . . , here are the links to access a copy if you feel so moved:

http://bookstore.iuniverse.com/Products/SKU-001055991/Something-to-Chew-On.aspx

As such, I have chosen to take a break from this week’s posting to
allow us to sit with and celebrate the arrival of this walking meditation.

In the meantime, I look forward to seeing you up the trail head next week with new material,

Ari

The Day After 911 Revisited

Is it the word of the Lord?
To obey thy master . . .
Do as I say but not as I do . . .
Children should be seen but not heard.

Will the silent majority remain comfortably numb?
Slowly simmering as the words echoed by an
Imitation Christ representing a mere manifestation of deception.
Behavioral patterns behind the curtain reveal an antithesis of
His True actualized Self.

Commercial illusion of a Republic with democratic ideals –
Cloaked behind shadowy expanded imperialism
Propagating the powers that be
President Gas shuffles his feet for
combustible special interests excesses.

Perceived by the Hidden Hand as children –
Methodically indentured in blissful ignorance
Questioning the rebellious motivation of the rascal multitude
Fomenting calculated defiance and retaliation

Denial ain’t just a river in Egypt

Alternatively, some minority patriots
Dubiously challenge this manufactured illusion
Painfully perceiving now apparently
Disconnected kernels of truth
Via siphoned regurgitated rhetorical chunks of puke

Raising our fists to the drumbeat of accountability and responsibility
From Leadership’s professed gospel of Freedom.

Seeking Liberty
and Empowerment through equal access
As we ascend from Plato’s Allegory of the Cave

Power to the People

Inner Peace is as Inner Peace does

Belief in mediation for self-reflection . . .

Allowing us to sit with what is –
rather than exit with denial or aggression.

You are the Quarterback

You are the quarterback
Your team is down
It’s fourth and everything
Last play of the game

(We’re in the 11th hour – we are the one’s we’ve been waiting for)

Coach makes the call
You disagree with his signal
and so does the team
One cohesive unit
one chain, eleven links
As strong or as weak
As every link

Loved one’s watching
Local press reporting
Two communities cheering
and maybe more
Spectators galore

You are a leader in action
Your actions speak louder than words

Call the command
Or command the field
Your team depends on your leadership
You are the quarterback

Gently Softening Our Boarders and Edges

Do you hear the powerful ocean chime in to the rocky coast . . .
“Will you allow my waters to soften your edges?”
Sounds deafening to fine-tuned soulful acoustics.

Movers, shakers and nanosecond market exchangers –
Please proceed with caution and take stock in
Spirited winds of change at your backs . . .
Release Imperial urges to weaponize technological advances.

May our collective soul heed the heartbeat of Whale’s memory
Of our planetary consciousness . . .
Submerged beneath us is their wisdom –
Swimming with our living history . . .
Deeper than His story –
Of Manifest Destiny.

Tinder boxes are a burning bush when ignited by rising yang-masculine sunlight
May we heed the call back of inner peace and awaken
Conversation with our Higher Selves
During this powerful Eclipse season . . .

Letting go of primal violent urges to pound our war chests.

Reworking our resourceful intention by building egalitarian community
And channeling equal access to resourceful Liberty . . .

Do you see clean energetic causeways?
Gradually melting away our internal rigidity . . .

Freedom from boxed in programs of mind controlled psychic resistance . . .
Might we embrace fiery Aries inspirational impetus to
Get up, stand up and do the right thing?

The survival of our species depends on hitting musical high notes
By singing in the key of positive silver lining harmony –
Coupled with a mystical-scientific convergence of cross-pollination co-creativity!

See you further on down the trails,

Ari