Flowing stream, flowing stream . . .
Severing sun sparkling foothills, trees and shrubs.
In my dreams . . .
Flowing stream, flowing stream.
Goose bumps, frigid water I shiver.
Continuous thoughts trickling down the river.
Flowing stream, flowing stream . . .
Do you know what I mean, flowing stream?
world in me
world apart
holographic theory
now i see
you in me
equality in rising Northern Hemispheric light and fading dark
(corollary South of Equator)
and all oscillating shades of grey
channeling with Higher Self lights our way
remembering universal truths
making the greater empathic connections
my being is your being
diverse as our unified universe
a holographic representation
piecing together a puzzle
of who we really are
seasons run
shifting tides come undone
moon descends
illuminating water blankets
changing seasons
fleeting feelings transcend
nature’s embodiment of
balanced masculine and feminine
relational equanimity
in transient spring equinox harmony
smiling gold glistening sun-god
permeating our radiant souls
healing our wounds
and expanding our flowing sea of consciousness
whistling though wind chime seashells
beyond the abyss of fear
illuminating our shadowy soul’s
natural rose petal love-light
in our eternal moment of now
drilling into our unrefined well of clean energetic truth
smiling with you
we leap with faith
plunging through and through
together we do
singing a passionate wedding chorus of rekindled seasonal vows
in spite of death, divorce and dirge of waning yin
letting go of winter . . .
waking up to spring . . .
Buds rise up and return to outward yang expansive life again
Previously, in my eyes loving you was all I thought mattered.
But seeing you hurt – your soul and mine . . .
Has left my heart shattered.
I have given enough – I have no more to share.
With you my dear – in our ongoing affair.
Like a Robin in winter – I have flown away toward the light.
Severing energetically coveted ties . . .
Of you from my eyes.
Eternally resting – a peacefully quiet place in my soul reserved for you . . .
Infinitely wishing you peace, love and happiness too.
Since you floated away,
I’ve been pondering my feelings – particularly today.
If I were a movie and you were my director,
After your credits were over, I could no longer cry on your shoulder.
As your script flashed before my interior eye,
I was left disillusioned before I could cry.
Literally, I was your creation – your pride and joy.
You were my mommy, and I was your little boy.
Imagining in the beginning
Nirvana, alienation and nothing in between
And so it was back zen as it is right Tao –
an opportunity to create . . .
(Big Bang)
To know Myself – experientially
Boundless Energy . . .
Now with a point of reference
Of discovery, forgetting and remembering
(sometimes simultaneously)
Who am I?
Who are you?
Who are we?
And where are we going?
Together as One . . .
Never separate . . .
Merely an illusion of disconnection
My creation reveals
My image in you
In the moment of Now . . .
My sleepy children
Awaken from your hibernation
Venture from Plato’s Cave
You must confront your darkest shadows
Before you may bask in the light of your soul
Mindfully Embracing your thoughts and feelings
Connecting the dots of your behavior
Piecing together the mysterious puzzle of
Infinite Intelligence
Sometimes, my apparent grandest creations
Appear timid and weak
Conversely, seemingly insignificant creations
Manifesting as a critical catalyst
For evolutionary growth
Defenses are eradicated
By expanded consciousness and transcendence
Finally understanding my Universal Language . . .
Love is as Love does
My gaze is alive with Qi
Scintillating reflections in my Third Eye
Tingling pulsations energetically
Chi washing away regally pushed candy on my
Tell-Me-What-I-See (coke v. pepsi)
Chattering away, “nay, nay, nay”
Repulsing the monkey –
Internal martial artists might say
Mirroring mind-sets shifting and bending
Perspectives transcending
Close to falling, close to flight
Chi washing away my stage fright
In the darkness tonight
That was zen my friend
And this is right Tao
Warding off fixed ideas
In the Power of Now
Crystals sparkling off the Color of Water
Unplugging from intra-noise and outer fodder
Animal totems and tracks
Conversational consciousness reverberating within elemental forces,
Trickling downward crevasses and cracks
Mister, I’ve fought the powerful currents of
An old river in Egypt
Realizing my choice is to sink or swim
Tired of treading water (and)
Dramatic pendulum oscillations therein
Does the situation at hand got your expression grim?
Or is your feeling state merely a transitory a whim?
And though market forces take stock in my Qi
Re-working energetic yielding and rooting with Manifest Destiny
This too shall pass
Remembering gratitude in my heart for my teachers
While walking the center of the circle
Slumbering seeds underground
Dreaming with Groundhog in full synergy
Could it be that I see
myself in your eyes?
Perhaps an old self through an entangled
spider web of past lives?
I take a deep breath,
exhale and let go . . .
That was zen old friend,
this is right tao.
Could it be that I’m a tree,
rooted in the Earth?
A Universal antennae . . .
Beaming spirited messages to thee.
I’m alive, I’m alive
in elemental forces of Nature–wind, air and fire.
Here on the ground.
Learning to live on this Earth . . . Down to the wire.
We stand at the doorstep of Infinity . . .
Massive change is coming our way
A Full-Moon on Sunday . . .
Trailed by a Comet in its waning wake
Giddy-Up toward the darkest hour on the Winter Solstice . . .
Coaxing back the Light in the dark of the Night
Releasing egoic entanglements with form . . .
Spirited energies realigning who we are
Rising tides of oceanic waves flooding our sea of consciousness . . .
Slumbering sheeple waking up from napping while under the influence of conditioning
I’m sitting at the dock of the bay in my meditation space . . .
Theta state in my green lantern heart space
Feeling waters of empathy bubbling up wells of Love . . .
Illuminating my soul
O darkness of yin . . .
Light a moonshadow o’er my inner landscape
I’m checking out energetic pulsations of neurotransmitters traveling through my bodily pathways . . .
Portals to consciousness are they
The weather underground is akin to the air up there
A Full Moon and Comet are coming soon to a theatre near you
What do we do?
Well it’s up to you . . .
Surfing the energetic waves rolling into the bay of emotional tides . . .
Do you bear witness to a fading Twilight Zone curtain?
(With or without the applications of technology)
An Empire burns while the Cosmic Chakra Wheel in the Sky turns . . .
Peace in the Middle East
Peace in the Americas
Peace in Africa, China, Tibet and Planet throughout
We are the Dali Llama
We are Malcolm X
We are Universal spirits in a material world
Healing our polarity consciousness
Integrating our Yin-Yang soulful feminine Moon and masculine Sun
Tunneling inward into the dark toward the Winter Solstice
And from the ashes a Phoenix Rises –
Clearing dust settles with meditation as shelter from the storm
Classroom Mothership Earth 