Friday, February 28, 2014

Vases and Faces


Vases and Faces

Desperation


Desperation

A grasping
for a rope
some new connection
to renewed source..
Grasp and source
in our dimension
are restoring when
grasp is reach
source is reach
undeniable twins..
Grasp awakens
and finds that
source is grasping
in desperation
some new connection
to renewed grasp...

Wednesday, February 26, 2014

Intention


Intention

Yes to awaken
in our morning
when a morning
remembered occurs..
Recalling connection
part to Whole
and that pinnacle
where each of these
disguises the other..
Intention has bolstered
this ecstatic moment...

Monday, February 24, 2014

Creation or Discovery


Creation or Discovery

This quantum Question
we must ask
and in wrestling
our future may smile..
If in measuring
or simple observing
comes a collapse
rendering a scene..
Or did our scene
wait in hiding
for our discovery..
Or our looking
from above create
from below discover..
A middle eye
with wondrous vision
in simultaneity 
may reply yes
I know both...

Sunday, February 23, 2014

Surfaces


Surfaces

These felt as
rising and falling 
in our breathing..
Seeming as 
an extra organ
an appendix lodged
in the lungs
but rising and
enveloping our
lives and pains..
Could this be
 direct experience
of that something
our sacred within...?

Saturday, February 22, 2014

Between


Between

This our real home
not here or there..
Yet the world
is devoted to homes
with street addresses..
That modern sage
Morpheus
drops some advice
which may result
in dizziness 
 cognitive dissonance.. 
Still and all
his saving advice for
right here and now:
This world has
been pulled over
our eyes...

Morpheus in
The Matrix

Wednesday, February 19, 2014

Fractal Sacraments


Fractal Sacraments

Self-similarity
quietly speaks
in fractal visions..
A special sameness
with difference spices
appears and reappears
in spreading iteration..
If we then
become a pattern of 
sacred Sameness
observing out there
the dance of
Sameness and spice
we uncover
for our moment
a most hidden
Sacrament... 

Surgery


Surgery

New damage
new separation
and stitching 
awaits sealing
and new union..
Knife and fork
breaking bread
for inner rising
in new strength..
Surgery on high
removed a rib
Eve's attraction
urges re-joining..
A line reading
linear distortion
yearns for
whole in-sight..
Surgery creates
and stimulates a
New Day...

Sunday, February 16, 2014

Eye and Ego


Eye and Ego

both of them
joined
these we are
Both very good..
we build houses
write letters
extend the race
and many other
miraculous moves
These joined thrive..
Yet we learn
ego is both
power and less
always in need
of a good Eye..
And we learn
of self-less light
a present grace
in that Eye..


Saturday, February 15, 2014

Flip the Switch



STRETCH

February 17th, 2014

A new field of epigenetics is explaining the laws of cause and effect in never before imagined ways. Our DNA is not our destiny; our genetics are not hardwired like we have been taught. Our actions and our choices are actually written on our bodies, altering the way our DNA behaves and not just OURS, but often creating alterations that last generations. In fact, like a switch, they can be turned on and off depending on our environment and our experiences. Scientists and Journalists refer to the “on/off” gene switches as “tags” or “marks”. Imagine making a decision now that will be written into the code of your great grandchildren? It calls into question the whole element of time and postponed consequences, doesn’t it? Suddenly the idea that actions have far reaching consequences feels much more immediate – urgent even.
Monica Berg, "Flip the Switch"


Friday, February 14, 2014

The Pequod's horizon


The Pequod's horizon

The name chosen
for a tribe
annihilated..
This ship too
confronted the 
Whiteness
and found its own
Vortex of death..
Ishmael observed all
and learned of
the White Source
the Leviathan
that consciousness
which as One
bore enveloping good
with evil edge..
From his horizon
of rescue
of Love
he Observed
and did know
of creation's sorrow 
and blessed flow..

Call us Ishmael...

a Moby Dick
meditation...



Tuesday, February 11, 2014

Lectio Divina


Lectio Divina

A Benedictine
meditation..
The word imagined
alone is death..
The Divine imagined
alone is purity
unbearable light..
These the endings
we between..
This meditation
we are told
might engage
any words
or phrase
which we
Read
Ponder
Pray...

Polarity
in
Play...

Spontaneous Evolution


STRETCH

February 17th, 2014
MacKenzie Place
(Fillmore at Union)
4:00 to 6:00 PM

Bruce H. Lipton, Ph.D. is an internationally recognized cellular biologist who taught cell biology at the University of Wisconsin School of Medicine and later performed pioneering studies at Stanford University's School of Medicine. His breakthrough research on the cell membrane in 1977 made him a pioneer in the new science of epigenetics. He is author of The Biology of Belief and a sought after keynote speaker and workshop presenter, and has appeared on radio and television.

In this PILLAR program we will view and discuss this video..

Please forward as you wish..!

Saturday, February 8, 2014

Suggestions of Silence


Suggestions of Silence

A lighthouse
on a stony shore
with a single wave
breaking and in
 white silence
standing alone..
The washed stones
depicted and lined
we now witness
silence is separation
negation is creation..
The lighthouse rises
 separation evolves.

An earthen tower
revolving its beams..
Flashes of painted light 
illumines black forks
branches of trees
we arrive home..
And peering above
there to see
 dim suggestions
of white symmetry..
Whiteness we see
silence becoming 
 single wave again... 


Painting is by
Britte Crawford,
"Setting Free
a Stolen Sunbeam"
displayed at
Broadmoor Community Church
Colorado Springs, Colorado



Friday, February 7, 2014

Inside flow


Inside flow

A most
delightful day
when our constricts
our restricting fences
are drawn inside
and dissolve
in merge with
liquid space..
This is life
experienced
with uplifting
days and hours..
Repeatings
strengthen inner
flow and channels..
Readier acceptance
lubricating
Welcome...

Thursday, February 6, 2014

Unsayable



Unsayable

Things are not nearly so comprehensible and sayable as we are generally made to believe. Most experiences are unsayable; they come to fullness in a realm that words do not inhabit. And most unsayable of all are works of art, which —alongside our transient lives— mysteriously endure.

Paris, February 17, 1903
Letters to a Young Poet
Rainer Maria Rilke

Resemblance


Resemblance

Filtering sunlight
each of us
creates shadows
of resemblance..
In this way
an en-lightened
moment
finds most urgent
self expression..

Ahh..Expression
recorded with
 permanence
can gain followers..
The resemblance
is captured
and captured again..
It is then that
unseen danger meets
 unmoving souls..

Religions arise
science thrives
 patterns entrench..
Healing comes from
new beginnings
sighting of sunlight
with elation..
Discovering of filters
authoring forms
a moving artistry 
truly adorns...





Wednesday, February 5, 2014

Plant care


Plant care

With two water cans
she suddenly emerged 
from a backroom..
Watering lobby plants
in a medical place..
Broad-leafed
tall and green
thriving inside
 knowing not winter cold..
She brushed and clipped
at watchers she smiled..
Viewing each plant
with quick becoming
a glancing OK..
Arrived and departed
leaving trailing glow..
Plants whispered of
brushed love 
 grace-full care...

Tuesday, February 4, 2014

We


We

are creating..
A partner we
create
as our creation..
The partner speaks
in return and
we are renewed..
A conversation 
is born and
 after moments
it is unclear
who it was
that spoke first..

Doorways



Doorways

Fixedness 
It seems that way..
Imprisonment often
without a notion
of each thing
or thought
as entry
as new beginning..
A fractal gift
to imagine 
those becomings.. 
 nuanced differences
coming from
our creations
this moment
and the next..
So to remember
the many doorways
we stand before...

Monday, February 3, 2014

Buddha in Glory



Buddha in Glory

Center of all centers, core of cores,
almond self-enclosed, and growing sweet--
all this universe, to the furthest stars
all beyond them, is your flesh, your fruit.

Now you feel how nothing clings to you;
your vast shell reaches into endless space,
and there the rich, thick fluids rise and flow.
Illuminated in your infinite peace,

a billion stars go spinning through the night,
blazing high above your head.
But in you is the presence that
will be, when all the stars are dead. 
Rainer Maria Rilke

Sunday, February 2, 2014

Catcher


Catcher

in the Rye
where much is
phony..
All the externals
those shells
postures and lies..
The darkness
covered life force..
Dialogue suffers
the desire lost
to honor difference
then to discover
 common elevation..
Phony inside
knows phony outside
as with good..
Perspective reigns
Shades inside
shade outside..
This is pain
perhaps birthpain
a new adam
with new
composition...

Re-reading Catcher
after many years..!  :)