tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-53460969909358909372024-03-13T15:12:16.549+00:00The Seagull SpeaksThis blog deals with my search for truth and meaning in life - poems I've written over the years, essays, thoughts on the nature of reality and short stories as an outlet for my creativity and spirituality, as well as other words of inspiration that I would like to share. Jonathan Livingston Seagull by Richard Bach is one of my favourite books. The Seagull is the source of my inspiration. I hope you enjoy it!The Seagullhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02741332811137840128noreply@blogger.comBlogger162125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5346096990935890937.post-89040189261744822662022-01-28T17:55:00.001+00:002022-01-28T17:55:07.052+00:00I Trust<div style="text-align: center;">
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The Seagullhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02741332811137840128noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5346096990935890937.post-3312280443141751012020-12-17T23:34:00.000+00:002020-12-17T23:34:20.125+00:00The Future Beckons<div style="text-align: center;">
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The Seagullhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02741332811137840128noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5346096990935890937.post-64028436376136245632020-12-08T20:31:00.000+00:002020-12-08T20:31:04.164+00:00Freedom in Silence: Absence and Presence
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the silence that precedes it, then the last note must be related to the silence
that follows it.”</i></span></span></span></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: black;"><i> </i></span></span></span></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: black;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: black;">Daniel Barenboim </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: black;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: black;">‘Everything is Connected <i>The Power of Music</i>’</span></span></span><i> <br /></i></span></span></span></span></div><span style="font-family: trebuchet;">
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We cannot hit the delete button and expect the music to suddenly stop
immediately, leaving no trace. The music continues to resonate from the past,
into the present and then flows into and informs the future. </span></span></span></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: black;"> </span></span></span></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: black;">Ripples of sound
flowing ever-onward: inward and outward even in what appears to be the silence
following the music. The absence of the music contrasts with the prior presence
of the music and can make us miss it even more.</span></span></span></span></div><span style="font-family: trebuchet;">
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This is perhaps related to the grief we feel when a valued relationship ends - </span></span></span></span><span style="font-family: trebuchet;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: black;">when we are cut-off
from that person physically</span></span></span></span>.
We might say that the music created by the presence of that person in our life
still resonates in our hearts, even in their absence. </span></span></span></span></div><span style="font-family: trebuchet;">
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So, there is no point in denying the presence of our lost loved one within the
silence of their absence. Perhaps it’s better to acknowledge their presence and
the connection we will always have with them, despite their absence. This seems
to me to be a nourishing and healing approach. </span></span></span></span></div><span style="font-family: trebuchet;">
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It does not deny, de-value or discard the other person or the shared past. It
does not cut-off the other person and unilaterally disconnect from them. It
does not punish or condemn or obliterate them from our past. This is not
freedom from the past, this approach actually ties us to the past.</span></span></span></span></div><span style="font-family: trebuchet;">
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All cutting-off does is avoid and deny and 'hook-in', which, it seems to me,
can never lead to true healing or personal evolution and development. Avoidance
leads to suppression, rather than true freedom and liberation. </span></span></span></span></div><span style="font-family: trebuchet;">
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We must engage with the past fully, unconditionally and bravely in order to
process it, release it, set it free. Otherwise, the past - the very thing we
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Maybe this is why both music and silence are so healing - they can both help
process grief and a broken heart. And maybe this is also why buildings
like concert halls and cathedrals are so important to the bereaved and the
heartbroken. They are sacred spaces in which music fills the silence, presence
fills absence and where we can connect with those people and times we still
love, even in their absence. </span></span></span></span></div><span style="font-family: trebuchet;">
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I read this recently: <i> </i></span></span></span></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: black;"><i> </i></span></span></span></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: black;"><i>“Only if we can honour the past can we be
nourished by it.”</i> </span></span></span></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: black;"> </span></span></span></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: black;">I’ve thought a lot about this - it’s very true. That
is how we find continuity in life. All the highs and lows, mistakes, successes,
joys and sorrows are part of the irreducible whole, which flows from past to
future and which is comprised of both absence and presence. Absence and
presence cannot exist without each other. </span></span></span></span></div><span style="font-family: trebuchet;">
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It's important to continue to remember and honour all the shared 'small moments' - both
during presence and in absence. </span></span></span></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: black;"> </span></span></span></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: black;">Allow yourself to cherish what <i>f</i>reedom there is in <i>s</i>ilence. </span></span></span></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: black;"> </span></span></span></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0cm;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: black;"> </span></span></span></span></div><span style="font-family: trebuchet;">
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<i><span face=""><span style="font-size: large;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsvrk-y9S0JVpTXGtpMjgjkzHNKMJw51cSRILgv5JL20sWYh0Q56kdhXSpuEo5tgch3WTv966n9or4rWeCaz8JW38emYzpPHRulKZEB7F_-a9dx_KcBORXqzIXgzOF9GRbzlfn_CCIowOA/s2048/IMG_1906.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsvrk-y9S0JVpTXGtpMjgjkzHNKMJw51cSRILgv5JL20sWYh0Q56kdhXSpuEo5tgch3WTv966n9or4rWeCaz8JW38emYzpPHRulKZEB7F_-a9dx_KcBORXqzIXgzOF9GRbzlfn_CCIowOA/w240-h320/IMG_1906.jpg" width="240" /></a></div> </span></span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span face=""><span style="font-size: large;"> </span></span><span face=""><span style="font-size: large;"><span face=""><span style="font-size: large;">~ </span></span>A ghrá, my love; my dear. </span></span></i></div>
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<i><span face=""><span style="font-size: large;">~ mo chroí, my heart's beloved, my darling. </span></span></i></div>
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<span face=""><span style="font-size: large;">You were my beloved.</span></span></div>
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<span face=""><span style="font-size: large;"><br />You<span style="font-family: trebuchet;"> seared your soul on my heart.</span></span></span></div><span style="font-family: trebuchet;">
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</span><span face=""><span style="font-size: large;"><br />My beloved,<br />My darling.</span></span><br />
<span face=""><span style="font-size: large;"><br />So many names.</span></span></div>
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<span face=""><span style="font-size: large;"><br />Words unsaid... no words left... too many words said.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span face=""><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div>
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<span face=""><span style="font-size: large;"> In desperation,</span></span><br />
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<span face=""><span style="font-size: large;">In the vain hope that you might listen or respond in some way.</span></span></div>
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<span face=""><span style="font-size: large;"><br />How to respond?</span></span></div>
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<span face=""><span style="font-size: large;"><br />It was complicated...</span></span></div>
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<span face=""><span style="font-size: large;"><br />But,<br />I loved you,<br />With all my heart,<br />With all my soul.</span></span></div>
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<span face=""><span style="font-size: large;"><br />I loved you.</span></span></div>
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<span face=""><span style="font-size: large;"><br />I love you still,<br />You are with me,<br />Within me,<br />Always.</span></span></div>
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<span face=""><span style="font-size: large;"><br />Your soul<br />Seared on my heart.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span face=""><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span face=""><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span face=""><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span face=""><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></span></div>
The Seagullhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02741332811137840128noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5346096990935890937.post-28813607758712485052020-08-07T23:07:00.002+01:002020-08-07T23:35:13.275+01:00Oh Great Creator! <div style="text-align: center;">
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<span face="" style="font-family: "trebuchet ms", sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">Oh Great Creator! <br /><br />Purify me in the fire of your divinity,<br /><br />Dissolve the darkness within me,<br /><br />Cradle me in the bliss of your grace,<br /><br />Lift me up, set me free,<br /><br />Renew me, create me afresh,<br /><br />Bathe me in your golden rays of light,<br /><br />Guide me home, elevate me, make me bright, <br /><br />May it be done.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">When you look for certainty, and make a choice, you close down creativity and possibilities. </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">The space of uncertainty is ambiguous, but full of potential.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">That's where the magic is. </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">But it takes practice time and patience to always live in that space with an open heart. </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">It takes trust. </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">It takes faith to align with and flow with the universe because the universe works in its own time in its own way. </span></span><br />
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<span style="color: black; font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: large; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Half of what I say, I say in vain, </span><br />
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<span style="color: black; font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: large; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";">I loved you.</span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: large; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Underneath my armour there remains,</span><span style="color: black; font-family: "times"; font-size: large;"></span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: large; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";">A hidden ghost of you each day.</span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: large; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";">I loved you.</span><span style="color: black; font-family: "times"; font-size: large;"></span></div>
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Aim your string and bow,</span><span style="color: black; font-family: "times"; font-size: large;"></span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: large; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";">And let it go,</span><span style="color: black; font-family: "times"; font-size: large;"></span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: large; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Because I loved you.</span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: large; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Angel set me free,</span><span style="color: black; font-family: "times"; font-size: large;"></span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: large; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Don’t punish me,</span><span style="color: black; font-family: "times"; font-size: large;"></span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: large; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";"> Because I loved you.</span></div>
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Deep inside my sorrow I’m estranged,</span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: large; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Part of me has been erased.</span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: large; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";">I loved you.</span><span style="color: black; font-family: "times"; font-size: large;"></span></div>
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I’m aimless as an arrow without a bow,</span><span style="color: black; font-family: "times"; font-size: large;"></span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: large; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";">I’ve no direction, no way home.</span></div>
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Aim your string and bow,</span><span style="color: black; font-family: "times"; font-size: large;"></span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: large; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";">And let it go,</span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: large; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Because I loved you.</span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: large; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Angel set me free,</span><span style="color: black; font-family: "times"; font-size: large;"></span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: large; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Don’t punish me,</span><span style="color: black; font-family: "times"; font-size: large;"></span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: large; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";">because I loved you.</span><span style="color: black; font-family: "times"; font-size: large;"></span></div>
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On and on our story goes,</span><span style="color: black; font-family: "times"; font-size: large;"></span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: large; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";">The river overflows.</span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: large; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman";">Because I loved you.</span><span style="color: black; font-family: "times"; font-size: large;"></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">I’m sorry for all the times I have done what I should not have done.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">Please forgive me. </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">I am grateful for your unconditional love.</span></span><br />
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The Seagullhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02741332811137840128noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5346096990935890937.post-38206254451763840342020-01-19T11:30:00.001+00:002020-01-19T11:32:03.377+00:00Sun Rise Disguise<div style="text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">Sun rises, <br />I wear my disguises.</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br />Tracing threads, <br />Across the sky.<br /><br />On starchy mornings,<br />Birds circling, <br />Death defying leaps -<br />Like fish.<br /><br />Lost in conscience, <br />You hide inside my heart,<br />Barely conscious.<br /><br />I couldn’t give you my life,<br />But I gave you my love.</span></span><br />
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</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">You show me the way home, </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">We're hand in hand,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">At each other's side.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif; font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">And now my heart is aching,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">In the early morning silence,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">So near yet so far away.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif; font-size: large;"><br />
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</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">Little did I know,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">All along it was you,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">Hiding at home,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">Who was wishing for flight.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif; font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">And now finally you appear,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">A shining star in my night,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">A beautiful sight.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif; font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">I'm breaking in two,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">Because we're so far apart,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">But you're always with me,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">Here in my heart.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif; font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">We're making a new start,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">Now those stars are aligned,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">I'm amazed at how they shine.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif; font-size: large;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">You've lit a spark in me again,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">A light that I thought had gone out,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">I'm whole again,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">You're healing my broken heart.</span></div><br />
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The Seagullhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02741332811137840128noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5346096990935890937.post-80777767903666008652016-05-19T14:28:00.003+01:002016-05-19T14:29:50.432+01:00Acting with integrity<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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The Seagullhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02741332811137840128noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5346096990935890937.post-60579278138070072152016-03-04T14:09:00.001+00:002016-03-04T14:10:47.977+00:00Insights From a Silent Pilgrimage<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">Transient like that rainbow, but leaving a record etched on our souls.</span></span></div>
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The Seagullhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02741332811137840128noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5346096990935890937.post-66452989873273517812016-03-03T22:56:00.000+00:002016-03-03T22:56:03.136+00:00Growth in the pain<br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">Living the journey into meaning...... </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">Meaning the journey in the living...... </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">......Journeying the meaning in the living. </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">We start as 'no-things'/'know-things'. </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">We begin in the potential of possibilities. But we may also come with fear and lack of faith. We may try to push into the matter, where there is a resistance, which comes from past hurts. And the scars still show on our hardened and shadowed skins. </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">The light is at the hub in our hearts. The light will speak as it radiates out to that permeable rim. And even then the shadows may synergise with that light to create the rainbow colours, which portray the full spectrum of who we are. </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">When we start with meaning, it matters. The journey evolves of its own accord and the action comes at the appropriate time in the right way.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">http://www.journeyschool.org/enacting/2016/2/12/creating-the-container-of-journey-school</span> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i><b>"Emerging"</b></i> by Sabina Iancu </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">http://www.facebook.com/SabinaIancuArtist/ </span> </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">Take some time today to sink into that place of pure love, which is beyond but also within the distractions of matter.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">It's incredible and multidimensional. There is beauty in the patterns of evolving form - Yes! - this is the explicit. The expressions of a deeper and underlying, but all encapsulating implicit and ever-present love, which is the silent presence within our hearts, containing all possibility and potential and from which all things Spring. <br />
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I feel like God is a perpetual playful child, but also the wisest child. The ultimate old soul who plays and laughs and loves and creates in equal measure. The spirit at the core of all events, things and processes. <br />
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We are within that all-encapsulating benevolence. And yet, we are also It. We are that Love, that Playfulness, that Joy, that Presence. God / All That Is / The One is here now always. As are We - the Can-Do-Its / The Conduits for that love to come through us and from within us. .... </span></span></div>
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It is the pure light of love shining from the core of who We Are when we are simply ourselves. Humble and open. We have under-estimated ourselves. Our hearts of gold, spinning golden threads. A web of relationship and connection within the infinite flowering that allows us and God to emerge and merge even more fully formed as we find ourselves more fully.</span></span></div>
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<br />The Seagullhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02741332811137840128noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5346096990935890937.post-1764258135504120632015-12-06T12:41:00.005+00:002020-01-18T13:03:31.480+00:00He Wonders<div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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This Organism, this Being,<br />
They have created from above,<br />
That they have invested with their energy and love.<br />
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Something new and beauteous has emerged,<br />
From the depths of who they really are,<br />
They have found themselves,<br />
Each in the eyes, ears and heart of the other.<br />
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No effort required,<br />
Only love revealed,<br />
No fear anymore,<br />
Just infinite flow.<br />
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He sees the way ahead,<br />
Her radiant eyes are glowing,<br />
Lighting the paths,<br />
Of his to-ing and fro-ing<br />
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In the midst of his darkness,<br />
She hears his anguished call,<br />
She reaches out to break his fall,<br />
And her stars shine within him.<br />
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He is caught in the net of her wonder,<br />
He spirals in the greatness of her galaxy,<br />
He basks in the heat of her sun,<br />
And the the threads of his heart</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"> A</span><span style="font-size: large;">re gently teased apart and torn asunder.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">We are ALL 'parts' of the same whole and the whole is fully in each of us. We are The same One expressing differently through each of us. The same but different. There is multiplicity in the unity. <br />
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We are all connected and resonating with our soul mates and soul group and the collective of all humanity. When one heals, the others benefit too. Especially when the healing is regarding particular specific issues like the challenges of these beautiful new soul connections and the problems of holding on to old outmoded templates. <br />
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Hard to let go of the friends from the past who have served us well but inhibit are movement forward. All is change. All is process. <br />
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Like sand slipping through fingers we cannot fix our lives in place or grasp at the straws of the past. <br />
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As above so below, as within so without. Harmony begets harmony. Yes, we will create waves, but it's how we surf those waves. We can harmonise with those waves and let them bring us gently to shore, while enjoying the ride! Experiencing what it is to flow with life and trust in the wisdom of the universe coming through us. For we are all free and abundant expressions of the universe! <br />
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And the way forward is through deep heart felt connections that bring us more freedom and abundance. Only then can our creativity fully flow. We grow. </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">We evolve. The universe grows. The universe evolves. An eternal wheel creating itself ever new as it revolves in perfection!</span></span>The Seagullhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02741332811137840128noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5346096990935890937.post-80432846660850070272015-04-07T17:24:00.003+01:002020-01-18T13:04:21.959+00:00Each Moment<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfWTPsxMugSBtCHLmIfsCeeTjjhKTvlByyTjw88FwWY6qWL-abDZDEMAuHQetqCD5ykNY8IEQ6-M3lVK1wj5sm8Oqmiy_avtm7HdyII2fnSWK38n_REI3L4enmsI8Oo6-SXtcAlBNULCcp/s1600/IMG_0158.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="900" data-original-width="1600" height="179" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfWTPsxMugSBtCHLmIfsCeeTjjhKTvlByyTjw88FwWY6qWL-abDZDEMAuHQetqCD5ykNY8IEQ6-M3lVK1wj5sm8Oqmiy_avtm7HdyII2fnSWK38n_REI3L4enmsI8Oo6-SXtcAlBNULCcp/s320/IMG_0158.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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And creates itself anew.<br />
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I let the moments come and go,<br />
And through my breath I am renewed.<br />
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As the moments spread out and grow,<br />
I become more Whole.<br />
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I feel the moments flow,<br />
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Each a dream flowing to the sea.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">In each moment,</span></span><br />
<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">I am creating more of me!</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br />
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The Seagullhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02741332811137840128noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5346096990935890937.post-39153506672575663542015-03-29T11:44:00.000+01:002020-01-18T13:05:25.646+00:00Ask Yourself<div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</span></div><div style="color: #222222; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">Slow down, sit still, listen attentively,</span></span></div><div style="color: #222222; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">Pay attention to what the world has to say.</span></span></div><div style="color: #222222; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">Hear with your heart. </span></span></div><div style="color: #222222; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">Feel the wisdom that yearns to find expression through you and within you.</span></span></span></div><div style="color: #222222; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif; font-size: large;"><br />
</span></span></div><div style="color: #222222; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">Take care of each precious moment.</span></span></div><div style="color: #222222; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif; font-size: large;"><br />
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</span></span></div><div style="color: #222222; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">Each moment contains the 'past' and the 'future' - both are present within it,</span></span></div><div style="color: #222222; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">Each moment has moment-um! </span></span></div><div style="color: #222222; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">Each moment is in motion, </span></span></div><div style="color: #222222; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">Each moment contains the energy of emotion to propel it along.</span></span></div><div style="color: #222222; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">Each moment is a present - a gift to cherish </span></span></div><div style="color: #222222; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">The present is full of possibilities - infinite gifts.</span></span></div><div style="color: #222222; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">Within the space where freedom is - the freedom to choose,</span></span></div><div style="color: #222222; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">Without restriction, without friction. </span></span></div><div style="color: #222222; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif; font-size: large;"><br />
</span></span></div><div style="color: #222222; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">There is an ease, a flow</span></span></div><div style="color: #222222; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">A way of Doing through Being present to what is now.</span></span></div><div style="color: #222222; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif; font-size: large;"><br />
</span></span></div><div style="color: #222222; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">This is the essence of love - the interconnected web of all things,</span></span></div><div style="color: #222222; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">Which is a Life,</span></span></div><div style="color: #222222; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">Which is a Universe.</span></span></div><div style="color: #222222; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">For each life is contained fully in each moment.</span></span></div><div style="color: #222222; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif; font-size: large;"><br />
</span></span></div><div style="color: #222222; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">In some respects, a life is only a moment....</span></span></div><div style="color: #222222; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">But, what a moment!</span></span></div><div style="color: #222222; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">Each life is a Universe.</span></span></div><div style="color: #222222; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">And what a Universe!</span></div><div style="color: #222222; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif; font-size: large;"> </span></span></div><div style="color: #222222; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">For each life, like each moment allows something new to appear in the world,</span></span></div><div style="color: #222222; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">Something unique.</span></span></div><div style="color: #222222; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif; font-size: large;"><br />
</span></span></div><div style="color: #222222; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">A life, like a Universe, is a moment,</span></span></div><div style="color: #222222; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">A movement,</span></span></div><div style="color: #222222; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">A creative exploration of possibilities...</span></span></div><div style="color: #222222; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">But, which one to choose?</span></span></div><div style="color: #222222; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif; font-size: large;"><br />
</span></span></div><div style="color: #222222; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">The balance between action and acceptance,</span></span></div><div style="color: #222222; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">The paradox of making changes,</span></span></div><div style="color: #222222; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">While accepting the way things are.</span></span></div><div style="color: #222222; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif; font-size: large;"><br />
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</div>The Seagullhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02741332811137840128noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5346096990935890937.post-4828851516592420422014-05-30T10:34:00.001+01:002015-03-29T12:13:57.213+01:00Preparing the bed for winter...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">We plant our seeds in the soil and we nurture them with care and patience. We do this with humility and respect. From my own experience with gardening - just spending time in the garden with plants is so therapeutic and it also helps the plants grow. They live on the energy of the gardener who really participates in her creations in the garden.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">I have a ritual when I'm watering plants - I consciously imbue the water with energy from my 'healing' hands - it helps the plants and me! I'm a natural gardener. I'm at home in a garden... I've been to Sydney and Berlin and on both occasions spent time in their gardens, rather than inside. In Berlin last summer, I spent a day on my own skiving from the conference in the Tiergarten - soaking up the summer sun, sitting on the river bank watching the water and hiding myself amongst the trees - peace, gentle, quiet, silence, opening my heart up and grounding again - and in Sydney, I spent a whole day in one small part of the Chinese Garden, sitting, breathing, stroking rocks and leaves. Just Be-ing. Bliss.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">One of the finest Zen moments(!) that came to bless me was so simple was when I had an allotment in Caerphilly, South Wales. It was November, the harvest was in. I had my pumpkins, beans, potatoes etc all gathered in and I was putting the garden to bed.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">I lost track of time as my eyes slowly adjusted to the dimming light, what was left of which was reflected off the hills all around me, like the sides of a crystal bowl. Time flowed on, the light dimmed and yet my perception was that there was no change in intensity of the light - time stood still as my internal perceptions and the external stimulation of my retinas by the reflected light came into balance.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">My rake with the hazel handle, that I'd cared for with linseed oil on a rag - rubbing the oil in to the grain just like my Dad taught me and his Dad taught him. The feel of the living wood in my hands. I started gently raking the soil of the raised beds. Caressing them, over and over again with my rake, an extension of me. Loving, blessing the soil, separating out the larger stones from the smaller ones with the rake, a flick and a twist. Occasionally crouching down on my haunches to reach out to flick the soil with my hands or fingers instead, or digging my hand in further - penetrating in to find deeper stones, an organic kind of surgery, meticulous, thorough, patient, kind, respectful - I never wear gloves. I want to feel the soil on my skin and, as far as I'm concerned, dirt under the nails or ingrained in the skin of the fingers is a badge of honour. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">There were so many old country people who I knew in my childhood who had faces and hands etched by the weather and the land - in that sense they became part of the land. Dirt under the nails - a badge of honour. But not for them, they just Were - themselves, they were the land and the land was them. A reciprocation of unstated (because it was not necessary) love and understanding. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">As the sun set and dusk developed, I was breathing in time with my raking - swoosh, woosh, swish, wish,... change position ... shadows developing, moving, dancing, shadows....swoosh, woosh, swish, wish,... change position.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">A Blackbird cries out, that flickering, fluttering startled cry, and I look up from my reverie - bed time for birds flying home to their nests. It's getting darker. I can no longer tell the difference between the end of the rake and the soil..where do I end? Do I end? Where does the rake begin and end? Where does the soil begin and end?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">And there I am again, swoosh, whoosh, swish, swoosh... swish, wish - another Blackbird celebrates the end of the day... and I'm drawn further and further into the bed, into the soil... is it me moving the rake or the soil working through the rake to move me? I don't know, but what I do know is that I felt a sense of oneness with that dark Welsh soil. I'm drawn into the bed and I'm dreaming, dreaming of ... nothing but. ...</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">I Am, </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">The Bed - She Is my ground,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">I am Being through Her </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">The Air - my breath</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">The Soil - my lover</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">The Rake - my hands</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Caressing my lover,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Etching myself on her skin,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">She opens to me,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">I push a little more,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">She beckons me in,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Inside her now,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Penetrating her as I move,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Flowing with ease, </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">In out, In out..</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Swish, swoosh...</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Her Presence building within me,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Flowing, flowering,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Releasing myself within her receptive depths,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Dreaming of the fertile future,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">She thanks me,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">And I'm grateful to have been a part of this love.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">We'll be 'making hay',</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Happily harvesting</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">When warm Father Sunshine comes back next Spring</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">But now, stillness and silence and lying still on the bed on my back looking up at the remaining flecks of colour in the watery, western sky. Until darkness comes. Silence. Peace. Stillness.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">I leave the allotment and the raised bed behind, walking slowly, reverently home.,knowing that my work is done, for now at least. That my moments of Be-ing lost in the soil will remain in my mind and heart - winter memories to draw upon during the long dark days.....but, dreaming of Spring.</span><br />
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<br />The Seagullhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02741332811137840128noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5346096990935890937.post-22444682587509159052014-03-08T16:59:00.004+00:002020-12-08T21:23:28.412+00:00Better: Tom Baxter<iframe width="560" height="315" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/ZxJDy9vxyqo" frameborder="0" allow="accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture" allowfullscreen></iframe>
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<br />The Seagullhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02741332811137840128noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5346096990935890937.post-57581414798100492862014-03-08T05:01:00.002+00:002020-01-18T13:24:04.997+00:00Snow Sheets<div style="text-align: center;">
<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">Bed sheets, snow pleats,<br />
Pristine white serene snowscapes,<br />
Flowing, flowering, enfolding, unfolding drifts on your skin,<br />
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Draped across pillows piled high,<br />
With memories and plans,<br />
Dreaming within your succulent white bed flesh.<br />
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Your hair stranded, ski tracks stretched on the iceways,<br />
Pulling on threads connecting life in lives fully lived,<br />
Pushing the boundaries of past and future,<br />
Finding meaning, meandering, illuminating,<br />
Immanent with potent branching possibilities,<br />
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Whiling away hours now snow shoe walking,<br />
Sweet, soft, sweating frosty breath,<br />
Sweet, soft, dancing frosty breath,<br />
Mesmerised in the music of moon light bright.<br />
Excited, spiralling, crystal flakes,<br />
Choreography of love into form<br />
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Your flurrying, scurrying mind thawing now,<br />
Metamorphosis of ice into clear water,<br />
A stream of stretching foaming wonder,<br />
Cascading down mountain sides,<br />
Caressing rocks, calling, creating a choir.<br />
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That sings to me...<br />
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And I hear your call...<br />
I am pecking, pecking, pecking breaking out,<br />
A heart-shaped egg cracking open,<br />
Slowly, slowly,<br />
Patiently I waited,<br />
When I asked for you to call me.<br />
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And now I hatch and fly,<br />
Crossing lakes and hanging in the icy blue sky,<br />
Carried on clouds,<br />
I enter your room on a warm wind blowing in,<br />
A chinook melting snow <br />
Together we warm our inner organs of perception.<br />
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And now I kneel before you on your growing bed,<br />
Indents in your sheets,<br />
The heat now emerging within our murmuring hearts,<br />
I gaze along with the moon upon your skin.<br />
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Fractal patterns of feeling, firming up and expanding,<br />
You reach out to me......<br />
You are opening me up now, expanding welcoming<br />
Pulsating, perfect passion now in the pen in your palm,<br />
Stroking, strolling weaving wisdom threads along your leaves,<br />
you are bringing forth a fountain,<br />
An explosion of ice firework,<br />
Spreading shards of showers,<br />
Patterns glistening across your skin,<br />
Melting now,<br />
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You reach down to your soaking self, <br />
Stroking, stoking the heat between us<br />
Dampness at your hands,<br />
Moving to your lips,<br />
You taste All This as you lick your finger tips<br />
And embody my salty kiss within.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "trebuchet ms" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">written January 2014</span></span></span><br />
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