BEAST

jazz

PRIMAL AND PASSIONATE, LIKE JAZZ…

BEAST

Primal and passionate
like jazz
brilliantly seductive
knowing the soundless sound
forging through the night
like a fast moving spirit
he becomes the beast
unleashing the dark
the dangerous
sending out signals
like a fire on
a cold winter night 

From HERO, a collection of metaphysical poems

Making Room

Letting Go

Making Room for our Future

Surrender – “making room”. Letting go of the million reasons ego has to explain something we don’t understand. ‪#‎LetsGoUp‬

Making Better Choices

“Shift in consciousness. There is a lot of talk about the Shift these days. It just means we are raising our vibration, living conscious, awake and alive.” ‪#‎MakingBetterChoices‬

-from Merging Worlds

Forgiving

“Releasing is forgiving ourselves for the million things we think we did wrong and the times we thought we were not good enough. You ARE enough!”
 
– from Merging Worlds

On Death

Infinite Wisdom – Unbroken Bonds

wellguidedAround the age of five is the first memory I have of someone dying. It was a tumultuous combination of tremendous loss and the oddity that something greater had occurred — both a miracle and a tragedy. I would never see this person again during my lifetime — the beginning of a life of questions.  As the paramedics took him out of the house that night, I asked my Mother a question. Vovô (Portuguese for Grandfather) isn’t coming back, is he?

So many bright lights have gone out during our lifetime. Transitioned. And though my personal belief about death is that it is a transition, a transformation of energy into a greater realm, into the palm of the Great Mystery — it is my grief and feeling of loss, like yours — that continue to ask the questions.

Our friends, and lovers, and family, and pets and children and leaders —leave us. It’s unavoidable. Their new journey sends us on ours, leaving us with new questions — and pain and joy and vulnerability. Our legacies connect us together. Our story yields the unfolding expression of The Divine Light.

During a five month period in December 2013 into April 2014, four very special people in my life died. They were my friends, my family, my confidents, my supporters, and my teachers. Each held a unique place in my heart and in my life. They still do and always will. Each with a story to be told, but that will be another article.

Those losses were like a thousand threads of silk torn from the fabric of my heart. Yet, as our human connection was disconnected, our spiritual bond grew. I feel surprisingly closer to each one of them. I often hear phrases, and words — their wisdom — many times in their own voices, guiding me. Speaking somehow, through a sort of dream-like state of existence, in signs and signals, alerting me in unexplainable ways to pay attention to the little things in life. I feel peace.

Death isn’t always in human form, sometimes it is the death of our job, the end of our money, or the end of a year. Each a gift beckoning our hearts to open, our ears to listen, then tell each other’s story through our own story —  a light does shine.

The moral of this article is that endings are beginnings, that in our suffering great and at times unbearable losses, it is often in our quietude that we discover infinite wisdom and unbroken bonds.

So — my experience has shown me that in listening deeply we are well-guided to make better choices.  Choices that cultivate our love and compassion. Choices that redefine our future with purpose. Choices to live our best life in a world — cooperative and co-existing.

We are Never Alone

“The message is that love matters. All love, self love, your love, my love. And even though we must stand alone at times, we are never alone.” ‪#‎LetsGoUp‬

– from Merging Worlds