Monday, March 31, 2014

A Passion for Writing...A Knowing How...

Who Speaks

The voice that speaks within
The one we listen to
The one that guides us through our lives
Diversifies

As Marilyn did say
In her piece today
Who Speaks When You Write
The answer that she gave
Was herself...'tis I


The same applies to me
I hear the voice within
Different it is for everyone
Mine I treasure lovingly

How to Describe

It guides me through so very much
Brings words for me to see
Place them upon a page I do
Off and running they become

Wondering what will turn up next
Or if it will
Never fails me
A gift it is indeed

People often ask me how
I do what I do so well
A knowing deep inside
Hard it is to describe

Factors

Having a good subject number one
Trusting yourself an important factor be
Allowing words to come on through
Is factor number two

The teachings I have come so well
To ponder on and know
Add much import to my writings
This you surely know

When you have studied
Studiously
Belief in what you think and do
Second nature doth become

Honouring self...

I have studied this lifetime
And in others too
With writers of much note
Who taught me well

How to formulate
Put words together
Link sentences and such like
A master piece become

Important I think to honour self
Acknowledge all we do
Then the writer within
Comes forth to do some more
A passionate production all

Voices...

Words have voice that speaks within
Tells you how to work and plan
So your piece written does become
A masterpiece of music sound

Not too many commas please
They the flow begin to squeeze
Taking meaning far away
Disrupting in so many ways

Ego or Acknowledgement

Those of you who disagree
Which is fine by me
Struggle gamely on
Trying hard to find a way
To make a piece enjoyable
Rarely do succeed

There is a vast difference
Twixt ego and acknowledgement
Two diverse energies indeed
One to heaven goes
The other lands down by your toes
Despair arriveth too

and so it is....

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Friday, March 28, 2014

To Thine Own Self Be True..A Journey Indeed...

Days of Wine and. Roses

I remember long ago when to Miami I did go
To go there not my choice at all
My mum changed ticket secretly
Not return to NYC

Where my lover awaited me
Karma playing out its cards
As it will always do

At first I knew not anyone
A lonely life indeed it was
Then chartering yachts became my job
Met lots of people good and bad
Such fun they were
I started living to the hilt
Nite clubs food and lots of booze
Sailing on splendid yachts
To the Keys and back
Driving my little Austin car
Up and down jetties
Half out my bloody mind

Those were the days
!!!!!

Searching for What....

Then one day a friend I met
My hairdresser he was indeed
I need help I said to him
Not really knowing what I meant
Fully taken care were my needs and wants

But something deep inside was searching
For what I did not know
Invited me to seminar that night
All dollied up did go

A group so mixed it was indeed
Different folk every stance of life
Egyptian queens and office types
Hippies with long hair sitting around

What a motley crew…

We listened to a seminar
A voice on a cassette
About what I no longer recall
But to feel my aura I did learn

Never knew I had one before!

Inner Stirrings

Something inside stirred profoundly
A glimpse of what awaited me
When these mortal coils did fall
To my own self becoming true

That night when I arrived home
I glowed as from an inner light
My boyfriend told me
No more will you go there again

But I could not keep away!!


Week after week night and day
These seminars went on
Sometimes at somebody’s flat
Always inside of me

Hangups and ingrained patterns
Things I did unhappily
All fell away


My Wayshower had come to find me
Others too who asked for help
From so very deep inside us
Time to return from whence we came

He taught us about the Sound and Light
Initiation through all levels of self
Into the Sound Current of God
And far beyond

Through every knothole in the fence
So many obstacles to face
But through them I did go
Intention to succeed my goal

As it still is today

Happenings

So here I am as you well know
Knowledgeable of very much
And of so very little too
Spiritual Warrior yes
Writer of words for sure
Many other parts of me
Finding ways to be

Within me this knowing knows
No matter what others may say
I am the Light
We all are too

The steps we take
Wllingness to endure
Whatever comes our way

For all is One
And One is all
Different paths we may take
But ending always is the same

ETC
Eternal Travelling Consciousness
Neverending
On our way back home to God

and so it is….

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Thursday, March 27, 2014

Blame and Guilt...Not the Best Way to Go

Blame and Guilt...Best Not To Do..Look what They Can Lead To....

From an early age many people have been taught to judge and blame others for their misdeeds...not taking responsibility for all that they do. But what goes around comes around and the ball will always fall back in the senders court...sometimes as dis-ease...

Blame

Sometimes we wonder where to go
When strange things around us begin
We search for answers what to do
To make it alright again

Some people blame others
For what goes on
Some do blame themselves
And into guilt they go

But guilt a terrible thing to do
Closes doors to heaven within
A pall of darkness covers you

Feelings and thoughts pile up inside
Running amok throughout
What you should have felt and done
In situations now long gone

Folderol

Christ Jesus once did say
Let the dead bury the dead
And even now those words ring true
Apply they do to me and you
For taking yesterday into today
Folderol in a short time you will forget
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=H7csvgL-G3E
Yet teachings today of blame and regret
Religions good they are at that
Make all seem what they are not
Clever words they use to make you wrong
Such silliness!!

End up you do blaming your self
Then dis-ease can take ahold
Things in body start going going wrong
Blocks set up unconsciously
But take place they will do

Your choice

Below a quote of much import
If of it heed you take
Wisdom how to leave behind
Things now dead and gone
Some will
Other's not
Always up to you....


Right now is all that really exists for us in our lives. If you begin with what's true for you in this moment and work with that and don't focus on negative things in the past which have "gone wrong," you may find that things will begin clearing.
- John-Roger, D.S.S.

EECP

This morning my dentist shared with me
All about EECP
A non-surgical, mechanical procedure
Symptoms of of angina pectoris it will reduce
Increasing coronary blood flow to
Areas of the heart that lack

A discovery at Harvard made
Not shared by medical profession worldwide
Much money they do make
From heart surgery and such like

What happened to their
Hippocratic Oath
Fell by the wayside !!!!!

and so it is.....

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Monday, March 24, 2014

The Works of William Shakespeare...and What We Do Today...

It Begins

Away away
Henry V did say
As into battle he did go
Storming walls of Honfleur
With many merry men

Shakespeare wrote all this
History of English monarchs too
Able he was to write on any subject
Just as I do
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AwsKgHKs-y8

Fantasy in Midsummer's NIght Dream
Murdering doings are Hamlet's theme
Merry Wives of Windsor
Strutting cross the stage
Men in women's clothing seen

History

All this and more
He could well do
Mighty handle on words
Themes and knowledge too

I often wonder how he knew....

Some think a ghost writer he did have
Never this can be proved
For historical truth cannot be gleaned
No matter where you go

It really is of no import
His writings still with us
Who wrote them if not he
Long dead ....history

Order of the day

Left to us brilliance
In word and deed
Few his knowledge can exceed
Masterly in every way

Out of no-thing could pluck words
Twist them
Shape them
Add unto
Till they became
Masterpieces of verse
A play for every season
Sonnets for every reason
Even for the queen

At Globe Theatre players performed
All men of course
Women not allowed on stage
Such was the order of that age
A very silly one!

Future .....

So what do we have today
In little playhouses around
Much mockery goes on
Really no different happenings
To what went on before

I wonder oft what will come
As through the years we go
Will books get burned
Or some such things
As has been done before

When just a few in power rule
Their dogma and their creed
Blared out for everyone to hear

Perhaps there will still be few of us
In secret we will write
And share the freedom of our words
With others willing to hear

Who knows.......

Wednesday, March 12, 2014

My 700th Page...A Walk to Paradise


Paradise a walk away..

When do things begin to clear
When do you let go
When will you into Paradise walk
It waits so patiently
Another place awaits for some
Damnation it is called
Becomes the karma you must eat
Depends entirely upon you

No escaping no way out
Returneth it must do

Salvation

Salvation beats upon the door
For all who make amends
So beautiful a way to go
A path of purity

Loving into world doth come
When you take care of everyone
Your gifts of caring smiles each day
Send people on a different way

Lights up a place inside of them
That in pain before had dwelled
Shine your smile from your eyes to theirs
And see what you will do

HIgher work to do

Takes little more than that
God's work to do
Each one of us are truly that
Never can we be less

However you may manifest
In mean or loving ways
Always the sun in heart doth shine
For you and everyone

Do not look into the world
Rewards for you to get
Pile your treasures up above
Where documented always are

Lessons I have learned...


Far be it to admonish you
You have your path to walk
These be the lessons I have learned
Work they do so very well

A smile cometh on my face
I hear the joy within
Loud it ringeth through
Clear as a bell
Perfect in its purity


and so it is

Monday, March 10, 2014

Through Portals of Life

Another Place

I walked through beams of light today
Across the pavement they did glow
Shimmering
Etheric forms therein did float

I looked into the sky today
Angelic beings there did fly
Golden and purple coloured they
Beckoned me to come and play
Leave my mortal form behind

I dropped deep behind my eyes
Another universe inside
Then out into etheric space
With them I took my place

Cradled

We danced and sang amongst the clouds
That parted as we drew near
Higher and higher we then rose
Into space a magic place

No feelings thoughts could touch me there
All trappings of man had gone
Part of universal energy I had become
One with all with everyone

Now bright angels cradled me
A being of Light eternally
No need return to earth again
My choice to stay or go

Return

A plaintive voice
Called out to me
Return to us immediately
Otherwise you have to stay
There can be no other way

My brother sensed within his heart
I had left would not come back
Enough the turmoil and the hate
Man offered up so generously

Portals of Death

Faced with such a choice I realized
I could not leave ones I loved behind
At least not yet
Into my body I returned
A smile upon my face

NowI knew how it would be
When through portals of death we go
Merely a step through timeless space
Into eternity

The brightest light awaits us all
Nothing less is allowed
We come from God
And will return
No matter how long it may take

and so it is

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The Bard and I...A Play for Elizabeth

The Request

The Bard and I the other day
Found to our delight
The faerie queen
Gloriana by name
Had called for us to come and write
A play for her to see

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=30xBc99kdpI Tudor Court Music
A love story she had asked for
Where man bedevilled by his friends
Had taken up a cause of war
Against them
(An allegory for sure for her)

Winter time

We strode through streets covered with snow
Winter time had come
Icicles from thatched roofs hung low
Ice on windows formed

Slush outside taverns lay
Where ale and wine were thrown away
Drunken sots all around
Too inebriated to mind

Wooden eaves cross street did touch
Tudor houses built that way
Slops thrown from windows on men did land
And other things not mentionable!

Inside the Tavern

A fire crackled in the hearth
Big enough to house three men
A big black cauldron filled with soup
What else we will not say

A spit with pig stretched out on it
Hissed as fat hit fire
Roasting aromas filled the air
Hiding other smells

Trenchers of bread placed were they
Across the tables bare
Nothing else appeared at all
But a slovenly maid

Gloriana

We sat side by side
Our quills were poised
Our minds aligned
Forth magic words did come
Anthony and Cleopatra
History and drama therein contained
Which Gloriana craved

Her affair with Lord Leicester known
Hidden behind screens of illusion
Drama on stage her preference
Took peoples' minds away
From the games she often played

Yet tall she stood
Above all men
In glory found her way
Guiding englishmen to victory
Far beyond any woman should
Yet this royal woman could

This the Bard and I wrote about
Using people from another age
Hiding the glory of Elizabet
In plain sight of all

and so it is

Sunday, March 9, 2014

A Journey through the Portals of Death...

Another Place

I walked through beams of light today
Across the pavement they did glow
Shimmering
Etheric forms therein did float

I looked into the sky today
Angelic beings there did fly
Golden and purple coloured they
Beckoned me to come and play
Leave my mortal form behind
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5UJOaGIhG7A
I dropped deep behind my eyes
Another universe inside
Then out into etheric space
With them I took my place

Cradled

We danced and sang amongst the clouds
That parted as we drew near
Higher and higher we then rose
Into space a magic place

No feelings thoughts could touch me there
All trappings of man had gone
Part of universal energy I had become
One with all with everyone

Now bright angels cradled me
A being of Light eternally
No need return to earth again
My choice to stay or go

Return

A plaintive voice
Called out to me
Return to us immediately
Otherwise you have to stay
There can be no other way

My brother sensed within his heart
I had left would not come back
Enough the turmoil and the hate
Man offered up so generously

Portals of Death

Faced with such a choice I realized
I could not leave ones I loved behind
At least not yet
Into my body I returned
A smile upon my face

NowI knew how it would be
When through portals of death we go
Merely a step through timeless space
Into eternity

The brightest light awaits us all
Nothing less is allowed
We come from God
And will return
No matter how long it may take

and so it is

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