Waysharing (continued)
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  1. I come before you
    To plead my case
    though I buffoon may be
    you must admit a laugh or 2 it gleaned

    And when one stumbles often
    And does not quite make good
    Of those jobs I've placed upon myself

    At least dear ones
    Though there are tears in your eyes
    Some of them are from laughter

    Although I never applied myself
    Quite as full as maybe I could
    And though I fell often and sometimes far
    I got up again
    I got up again
    And I got up again

    My antics may have lessenened the fear
    That maybe I might never complete my tasks
    And to tell you the truth - I never will
    I've got a lot of Growing to learn me yet

    Far beyond a mere life and more
    Into eternity I will toil
    And even if some I can call complete
    More will I find that I have yet to learn


    So though I often do not succeed
    I plead you note that still I try
    Ever the fool I take that step
    And continue when I know not what's next.

    I come before you my case to plead
    And ask from you and you and you
    That may it please you to know

    I will carry on

    Long as the Being does beat
    Trying forever to move to More

    Till it may finally come
    That we See we have gone

    Beyond what was

    And in this Now

    Change has come

    And the Action of Love
    Is here to stay

    What once faltered on
    And fell again and again
    has grown to shine

    Love
    IS



    Namaste
  2. Stopping the internal dialogue
    I See in Thee - Me

    Not comparing Thee and me
    Healed the separation

    Coming to Wholeness
    I Know we have allways been Connected


    Letting Go
    I Am



    In loving - I found the strength to Be
    In Accepting - I found I allways was
    In Acting I find I Am




    Namaste (my Spirit Bows to your Spirit)
    __________________

  3. High in the mountain
    wearily resting on a seldom used Path
    with a red soiled bandana round his head
    he rested

    Coming Down, striding purposfully
    Intense, focused, and stern
    Came an old man
    Toward the young


    Others Seeing the image were afraid for the young man
    And Worked to have it Be not
    Ahh family family
    What do ye to me

    Waking from the Dream Knowing from his core
    That the old man
    was me coming to join from another time


    But since we come to wholeness -
    Never really sparate you See
    For we are all what we have been too
    And we make anew this Now

    Blessed Be
  4. And just what do You focus on ?

    So important because each and every one of us creates our own reality doing just that !

    Do you see the hardship and pitfalls - do you see the wonder of where it may take you - do you focus on the beauty that procedes from any desired path - or the work it will take ?

    does not mean that you do not look at the steps involved but that what you end up focusing on will by and large determine the outcome.

    And yes we can and Do determine what we think on - what we focus on - what a wonder (and yes it does involve the work of harnessing - controlling your mind).


    It is the godhead that we give to ourselves and ours to choose how we use it
  5. Do not feel alone - so many have the challenge of trying to find ways to express what is felt in the interior depths

    from the Other side - out of time and space where in truth we dwell, the spirit soars and brings us messages that leave us wanting - O so sore for the heights we Know are possible.

    Those who wander in spirit, find places of depth within that feed us in ways and places, we did not know from what we have been taught, existed

    And love, that we which goes by that name, seems so paltry and inadequate - so apart from that which we hunger for, and which feeds us - even the mere shadow of it, feeds us in ways that leaves us so hungry for the greater depths

    those who a mystic bent strive to communicate, to share - but words are so god damn lacking

    Poetry serves us best and looking deep into the eyes of another, leaving aside this cloak of mortality and going deep within - deeper yet to the without - Beyond....

    Ahh how can we settle for something which strokes the fires within for wanting so much More


    Living in the Now
    Living in the Now
    living in the Now

    put aside the expectations the parameters of the mind
    Open wide the heart and LOVE All that IS

    Tear it open - your heart spaces - such sweet pain yet nevertheless a tearing so deep, turning us inside out in ways that leaves us hurting beyond hurt - for More

    Embrace each moment - each iota of time - Bless it - for within this physical shell, we Feel, and are capable of Growing yet further in our ability to feel yet More.

    the Why of separation has to do with growing - and for this there must be the individual, even though it leaves us feeling so unWhole

    Open in vulnerability, Open in detachment - for this physical is so fleeting, and Change is ever the watchword best describing it -
    Yet OPEN the more widening the embrace - To BE and then Become yet More....

    Moving into the Beyond - Knowing that there is More
    And the More IS as we always were, are, and will yet Be - for We ARE - and the words Be Still and Know I Am God become so personal and real - for in unity - we Are GOD

    Embracing the Now, opening to all in Love - Being O so more vulnerable than we ever thought we could ever let ourselves be

    This is how we bridge from the corporal to the eternal - with reverend thanks

    Namaste
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