what world we've wound round--the wonder coming out in pieces--stammering beyond tender--a compass--rotating inside--ever trying to escape the skin--his was hers--bloodless and brooding--borrowed on a level--though a slack sack of goodness--his was hers--to give and give again--left to lean their long-tired--twenty-four-hour--flip flop gaming--she ran--stammering--a kind of slam-cram jamming--what took over was inside--a compass--ever trying to escape the skin--

usually a bird's eye view--some constancy and maybe fame--
write it out--it's yours and that's mine--possibly another flip
or maybe you could roll down this hill and I'll take your photograph--
that's good, work it out

the light is better over here--could you...
maybe walk over here--wait--stop--

scratch that--you're better in the dark--
I'll laugh while you make-out in the dim light over there--
yeah--possibly another flip--
that's good, work it out

pushed past the first findings--
following now how holding never solves it--

slow character now, let go--
echo an echo--to follow fast

undone puppet--two traveling pegs found their way into and though the soft simple easy uninvolved place paralading below the foot--feet falling--they fell, all again aligning before the rise--to hold--what purpose now--a story sung of it, all wanting to be told--telling--the words align inside--a narrow line--two pegs pass though the foot in simple gesture

we went to temple--a sea washing sea space--
bathed in a bath of ourselves--and came out clean

earthworms in a clay white rain--digging in a sandy sea bed
washing like fingers trickling underground--

to carry you across the snow--

associations
in the now and then
changing dither

binding case--

we lived in a sealed off cabin
with life gnawing at the tops things
to keep its teeth short and sharp

pack rat famous
he feather festered is a mask
mark bench

a seagull's tale storm

fortunately--adapting
a raw seaside sail flapping

fortunately--
we lived in a sealed off cabin
gone aflame

at the ocean of my childhood--a place of unseen foresight--herein the hollow spunk of empty spaced-out courage--small things seed in a state the nearest to a bow--a vessel coming in from the sea--washed up, illusive and out of sight--

the tricked out trench inside--his song sang through then--a bud grown out from nothing--given way--its way unfolding--and the echo of a song being sung through to the other side where a bud grows out from nothing--

slow move from the inside--moving to and thru--a darkly bright--slow move from the inside--out

a reflection--a universal line--we must all be coming to the same truth from our own place and direction--opening up to it--

Strips Accomplished

what takes place is believed in only after it has been accomplished--there's a will and will and the notion to will--to be great in the process--and finding another way down--the bright and shinning--shedding light corrects the case shown showing occasionally towards the way--to disappear the great man produces his change--stripes on the diagonal reposed in the faith of action--still evolving, we gain ground to future seed the fanged state--abundant--crowned--let us be as the sun at noon--bright and warm, giving way--above and in front

Change

All the poems previous, up to the ones that express an obvious change (about two days ago), were based on different animals that visited me at some distinct point in each day but I'm moving and the animal influence is lessening so I'm using the energy present in the day, as I see it, as inspiration or the guiding element for each poem. Notice the change.

Split

a figure eight split crossing over--he said the wind will move you and the stars--they know where to go--don't move, be moved--be split at the corner--there--to divide and divide and divide--always turning--always falling from above inside (out)--he said he could feel the breath on the other side of this side--the outside pressing in--he told me he never knew anyone like me before though I know I am the same--like him, a double rainbow

Reflection's Fleck

he was counting all the times he fell in love and said the world is ever changing hour by hour by our mouths and then he kissed me--then there was a dot in the space between us--a little fleck of something in the nothing--I said I didn't care but I did--his words are just more valuable than most--he's expensive--I never saw a glance more beautiful or a face more safe and wanting--he almost never looks familiar even when I see him every day--some people change at a faster rate than most--then he said ain't that the truth, information's passing though me in rays--I see a dress, a door, and an upside down reflection of you in the stars on the warm water--and then he moaned

Up Close

he said something is dreaming though me--climbing up the stairs--I'd like to get smashed by your laughs--he said, I need you to listen to what I say, your every answer is up close--don't unravel/unreal--take back slack--I feel your hand on my brain and I want to go back out but I'm dreaming--he said I'm a fate maker--I said, I'd rather remind you of your destiny

Well Enough

I've been making exceptions in the code--
Maybe you know that

A tail left behind writhing--does it distract you

It makes the slightest
Echoing sound and
There's a niche
On ground where you
Can place a finger--

Fingers without hands while
Making well with my code and figuring--
I know how tired I can become

Well enough to know which way
Depraved--here I see my love's still a shadow
Cast by a left behind tail--

Does it distract you--
Way

Interlude-ing

A territory to stand in--
If you wander there's little left
With time between

Sometimes
We want that and then hearing the heartbeat--
It takes you home quick

If you wander
There's a territory to stand in
Shown in a otherwise different way--

Take the ice
Off the top and you'll see
How quickly you can go home

Sunlight in the Marrow

He opened the door like a
Puppet master would and then he
Twist, turn, changed directions in line
With me once more--

I have been trying
To hover this instant and
Then the next to move; a building tapestry

What we do and do
Relentlessly becomes a pattern--
He opened the door like a
Puppet master would and then he
Dodged for color's form--
Sunlight in the marrow--I see him hatching
Eggs in the pond reflected to come like a seed
At the bottom of an ocean

And then he said--
These colors take time to develop

Old Words for a Dear Friend

"I'm sorry and I love you in the same breath."

Threaded

You've never had it so
Swift in the water
Thick threads tucked between your toes and
Down there, an anchor weight to drag in the sand below
Looped lines mark the way
Chaos in the shadows but it looks scrubbed-out from here
Hygienic underbelly, what waste we're in the water washing time and time
A sport divergent to wayward wanting
Impossible, untie your toes I want to kiss them
Drain the weight right out from the drag
Tucked and threaded swiftly through the water

Some So Solitary

Angels never
Need
An answer

Some
So
Solitary

They
Fuse
With

The largest
Part
Of themselves

Then finding
A way
Back in

They make
The most
Of it

Including
Gathering
To hunt

A self
Made
Nothing

Poetry's
A language
I know

And
Seeing
How

The
Spirit
In you

Speaks
This language
Too

I think
We can
Get along

Offering

Solitary stage and
For the most
Pressing--
A metered mark

Then moving within this space--
Activities of
Gathering to hunt
The gathered

A seen inside workings that teach
Root roles of sacrifice to the whole
I make myself an offering to myself
You who whisper and purr; murmur around me

Looks

It looks clean but the emotion is not very generous
Her brother had never seen the mountains before but he painted them
That woman next door stands by the window smoking
Her screaming child
Fabric for a moment
And the stuff of life piled behind him

She closes the blinds
As the clild in the post office speaks
Of a complaint in her own language that works
It's the binding (we hold tightly) that makes us scream
And then we paint it
Over and over again--

A woman smoking
A child screaming
A mother, a son
Her man, his daughter
Their child who breathes
And the stories that tell the truth of a life that was worth it

Stretch-out, we're in for a long one

The Nothing I Know

Interesting cross section
Wrapped round itself
Hard-wired--suggestive

Either folding in,
Or wrapped up
Electric

Magnifying the basics
Compression of a layered tendency--
Tendency towards the horizontal

Birds take flight
In to; swept past
The Nothing I know

Hollow--
A once volcanic
Echo for the count

Ma

Subtle and expert--giving way now to
Old songs that don't sing--they make
You see, sharply--just a little too deep

No baskets here they're all rat and tat
Ripped to shreds at the bottom--
Nicely keep at the top

Ready to be held in my song's reality--
Dream's a nightmare--seeing still worse
Ma ma ma--it's a costume party smash-mouth styled

No more psychic nothing--pain's too deep
Lit inside--then delivered to this heavy-dark
What subtle expert CAN DO


(Bless you Momma)

Present

Water and
The oceans
Sea saw song
Forever
Now

Discriminating Nature

Subtle record left and a gigantic heart in that brother
Chaos through the mother; what does she speak
The boat's ripped to shreds but we're on dry land now--no need
To travel through the ocean anymore with these folks
The house I grew up in has been torn down; only a field now
Gracefully; my two worlds unweaving with an acute vision
Complimenting the unseen threads as they fray burning to the ends; the cat speaks to me

Arc

Bringing us ruby round
I thread you in and out for miles

From here, a hazy space
What words to hold you

And traveling some more
Great distances swell

While these jackrabbits of this land
Disappear and reappear

Silencing out beyond the bridge
Where the arc becomes a circle

Intelligible Design

Plain sight to
Memorize the image behind the gaze
Fixedly, I know
Maybe a strong tie becoming different

Open-endedness; latitude asunder--
Rouse to ride airstreamed above the mire

Way

Beginning so we can continue
Giving way to beginnings
One nosedive dropping down
Through the other side of this
Invisible mountain
Shady side--
Sun drenched slope
Giving way to another day in you
We continue

To assist with this birthing--
Pulling one another out by our tails
One more nosedive now--and for
Now the shady side sun drenched through
The transparent slope--
A mountain no more; given way

Growing

Skin from a million years ago
Underwater in the mud
Waiting--unforeseen

A myth of the myth
To happen by, and snap--the maw
They eat when hungry and swallow--torn to pieces

One more skin to swallow--snap
And waiting--a thousand years go by
Still above to see no known predators

High eyed in the fairy tale of hunger--
Beautiful scenery--sight's ability
The hungry hunter tired of wearing old skin

High and dry
Snake's alive
To shed--allow for loss; come off

Low Tide

Industry of a sojourning kind
Aware of the world--to think I feel
Showing signs--a repertoire

Some behavior never lets you know
A simply swaying or the turn that spins on and on--
Levying kind too far to feel

Staggered--
Line up with me now
To join softly

Low and subtle--never lurid
Let's begin at sea level
Unstaggered

Home

still alive -- indeed I know -- this all came to an end
and I know what little trust without -- you paint me

pulling at cords -- this world
all I need -- I just need you to believe -- one more time

do that -- that is where -- to be alive -- to have one's home
in love

Rare Frequency Now

Particular
Incident
A matter of
Occurrence

Details
Of an accompanying
Environment--
Wildfire and the stars

You wrapped
Yourself around
It; particularly detailed and the dirt
Splendid

Incident
Occurring
There and
For now

Song of an
Accompanying
Wildfire cracking
Under the weight

Knowing more
I look to relate
Splendid
Form

A Long History

Time's passing
Linked to the void
I stored it there--you see
Inkblot black on the past

Inkblot black changed me
Shadows and the cloak
Clever teachings

Hear it Beholding

Let it be the truth this time,

Let it speak, don't say a word

Let it whisper to you as quietly as possible--

Or say you hear it beholding, happening; observing changes--


An echo bound to come around;

Say you hear it beholding, as quietly as possible--

Bound sounds will change you--let them play out in a whisper--

Listen, listen, listen, listening

Beloved

Perhaps allowing
A folding
In time, bound
Beyond exploring

A found humming
Wrapped around
This trusting skin,
Beloved

Beyond hidden--
A way seething in its entirety
Found perhaps beyond
This slice, delivered

I Know

I know you don't see it yet; a shadow sunset--
Shadow cast--deeper than an object
I see there and here I see almost
Perfectly, another sea sun rising
Shadow of me--
Yours

Offering

I make myself
An offering

Patiently,
Letting subtlety show me
Time attending
This offering;

I make myself--
Patiently abbreviated, with
A new sense of time
Attending to the details

Before now
Keeping was a liquid state rushing in--

Now being shown
The small tinny fixed narrow
Sometimes delicate behind the scenes backstory wavicle state of walking in
I see flecks of you--introducing your offering

I make myself an offering
To your offering

Before Now

Never having thought of anything as mine before, I see now how jealous a Taurus can be. Funny.
What is it, love of me, love of mine, trip on--

Perhaps Allowing Us To Explore

The raven knows
Life intimated
State or make--a raven would feed
On the corpses of the dead
Hanging on the gallows

Consuming criminals--what crime songbirds mimic and
Dance incorporated to earlier times;
Some songs never leave you
Close black bird piercing, unannounced--state or make
Alerting life intimated; a call

Accumulated and various realms
Sealed off--piercing
A direct call--considering how
Some songs never leave you
Decidedly pushing, on the corpses of the dead--a dance

Appreciative of its push, prod, lead you into
Considering life intimated and the shape
Of various sounds filling space
Telling you perhaps
Some songs never leave you

Untitled

Accordingly, wild in that common everyday way of magic
Accordingly--let it go
You know--mystery

Mine and yours, it's an unpredictable inevitable
With those seeing eyes how can anything slide
Gratefully

Accordingly, I love you--
Color, size and breed
Yours is a deeper understanding

Seeing effectively dark fears
Makes no difference
At home in the dark we are not alarmed

Rotate this, counterclockwise
I see, accordingly--
No known nobodies here

Happiness

Yours was a long time coming--despite the hazards
Yours was meant to honor--never having to fight the creeps

Safe because you are--why anything
Buried and dead--his was a short lived chance at you

All a blaze because you are meant to be honored--all's ash now
You watched the house burn to the ground

Occur Together

Dropping zeros
One on one
A way laid out
By and by
Because they occur
Together
Continually threading
A brazen way to change

Wild way round--
Becoming
Medicine
Because they occur
Together
Contextually
Constantly
Reenforcing

ask it to be mobile and fluid--or a holding place, held down by its own understanding--a motion rocking--trailing though action and absence--like a snowflake melting in the noonday sun

Future Deep

Grandmother carried us on her back
In a basket that she herself wove;
An according design--simple and neat
She brought us though the fire--hidden deep
Bright light before us rolling and rolling out from our basket

The Long Way

Yours was a long time
Slow movement
Sealed-off, left standing

Fair weather--

Not so threatening now
Left standing
Wishing you'd move in your long time sealed-off way

There

Get it traced down here quick
And there, a rough idea--still just a sketch
Get real

Silhouette

Darker than pitch
Knowing the light
Mix it, like so much paint--

Require Something

Because it is essential--

Drawing the bucket,
Pulling and pulling again,
Tapping into water's way

So keen, every drop
Becomes a whisper--
A house on a hill
A child in a field--
Spring, I need you now

Falling from a height
Formed by a river
Again, tapping into

Pressure to raise
Choosing--
I need you now

Choose--

a willingness, like a belief--especially now

Maneuvering In True Color

A twist, turning,
Changing direction,
Hovering movability

Up or down,
Disoriented
With a purpose

Sunlight

Close Your Eyes

I'm waiting for the sunlight to hatched inside this tree to balance the dark and light so we can be more free because life isn't what it appears to be.

Face to Face

I know it's not for certain,
And it is peculiarly beyond a doubt
To know and know and know--
Let me know you some more
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Hippo’s need water deep enough to cover them because of their delicate skin. They teach us to find a path that works for us and to stay on it to reach our true destination. Knowing what lies beneath the surface, they stick to it.

Curious

gifted by the ruby
a migrating mile
this distance alone

what becomes
becoming without
north fork formed

your face
no longer symbolic but
face to face

faster than a heart can race
north fork became
your migrated distance

(life can make you mean if you let it)

Saw You There

Unlikely other--elated
Layer by layer--underbelly
Becoming more visible--
Secret does a backflip

Acting from the unknown known
To colonize--settling
Knowing it's meaning--
Secrets do

Saw you there; an unlike likeness
Married to yourself
Making music--hum on little heart
Yours is a tight melody

Layer by layer
Quieting each beat--
Secrets
Do

Bonanza

Those grisly numbers
Ever since windfall, godsend, boon, and blessing
What reference to success
A stale gate

Stroke your luck

Honoring Simultaneously

Dry weather, dryer at the top
Tight rope walker
Found, in a rough terrain--
Found this uneven spot, this purpose teetering

When you laugh
The rope sways just a bit under your feet--
Found you teetering tight rope walker
Honoring ability, simultaneously

Holding stillness--a single point slowly swayed by the sea inside
To reach our destination, holding
When I reach you, found in an uneven spot, you smile
Then you laugh

On The Map

Before now
The past alive
A daily prayer

Before now
Tiny cycles
Short punches

Bite
Sized
Hunger, safe

Before now
Keen instincts
Were enough

Long Lasting Language, Move

Subtle because there are so many--
We speak an uncommon language; vision of an echo patterned from a move between the unseen seen gracefully joined in by our worlds and this one--foraging technique--a melody, a lullaby--this ability: you and I

Acute vision of
Complimenting insight and
Your discriminating
Out of harms way, way

Every side begging to
Be wild with your
Not so typical swiftly
Praying endeavor;

Never to strain
Deliciously delicate way
Of ways, align
To catch, so to speak

We who speak
With more than
Our voices
We call out

An inside-out
Fastening to tie
What has been
Set aside

A changing necessity--necessarily bound to get lost in the woods of your--be wild with your elemental building so that we might be apart of all that wants to become long lasting--the teeter totter swift shifting necessary to make this move stable--

Move

Darling

Either it is or it isn't, the truth is easy--
River rise

Your

One gentle eye, one keenly focused melt me sighing eye, one show me angel eye, one building bridges kind of skyway sway way eye, one count me in and count me out, one upwards fast, one steady

One breath out to rustle in a whisper, swish--not to thieve or borrow; your one eye still swayed way out, but to

Déjà vu a future echo--
Swaying to catch one breath in; a whisper

we danced

being ourselves, we danced all together today
instructor, teacher, student, you, me, they
knowing how it's just this moment and then another and then another moment, being ourselves

blessings to sweet kylee who let us know how vulnerable and fine we really are

torn, striving to pluck the spines away

robins red breasted chest
lain up the spine
to slow growth, epic

truncated, a process
to enhance new life--
align

move by the will of
and and to--
hold feather's blossoming updraft

Implied Line

Oblique liquid place, your
Slanted eyes
Leaning

We combine
To in with by
A working kind

Strung together
Without warning, this
Combination

Brushed away
A stinginess
To provide

Title wave
A tireless
Built-in

Implied line
Cleared
Away

Fixing
Future
Now

Tapestry, Kept

Living in a warm sea bath floating towards an equatorial dependance upon the currents that move me, no movement from my own--a jellyfish reality, in an ocean depicted after the wind and a moon that moves in its own way being pulled too. Ocean reality, it needs to go and go and go ranging--crossing currents, a tapestry.

Women

Spirit, let us lose this "Where is the deception?"
Women, mold each situation
Decode, we are the coders
Depending situation--
Carefully respond
Angel mind, never mind--commonalty be known and fix the vast separation till it--funny how we demand
Decode, we are the coders
Differences--reflect
Aggressive, submissive--on demand
Know the difference and respond--it's a, practicality ingenuous--a masterful moment, have one
Strong instincts--let them guide you
To a backward place, changes--the time is right
Born--a sudden springing back
Allow, partake--strategic maneuvers, stabilize
Angel mind--differences reflect
Telling you--wake up
It's not what they seem to be--but what they are
Women, deeper insight--emerge
Congratulations, welcome

Cocoon

Joy chasing joy
A wavelength freed
To feed and move
With your, begging to belong
Oval eyes--

A thousand emerging caterpillars
Let's make it smooth
A butterfly process
A moment stretched
Understand--

Quick changing
Thereby further spreading beauty
Plenty elemental
A moment stretched
Understand--

You Need to Talk to Love

On a phone call with my niece:

Me: Hi Hannah!
Hannah: "Catherine! You need to talk to love! Here let me put Love on the phone."
Me: "Hi Love."
Love (played by Hannah): "Hi. What have you been up to today?"
Me: "I've been writing and talking on the phone. What have you been up to?"
Love: "I've been loving for 400 days. You need some hugs. Here, let me give you some hugs. Mmmuua mmuua mua mua!" (kissing sounds)

Allow

Be patient
Let it happen
In God's time



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Aeolus - Ishtar - Agni - Ellil - Ra - Anu

Figure 8

Breathe into--rouse from sleep; cause--watch yourself slowly unravel--undergo the tunnel process
Faith fulfilling--also bringing in the ordinary, conducive, open your life up power that goes beyond this this turning into back beyond to the further side, to return

Come home

Kindly

Living in both
Male and
Female--

Stretched beyond oneself to: out of the question/protecting/watchful--
Gaze with an eye of/survey the unavailable and your/surroundings/on guard--to think and/learning to trust who/each of us
and when/for the/both of us/not very or timid the top-drawer Cadillac of/it's your/and your/and yours--pressed for an answer/all is longing to belong and there are people who have no idea what they're here for and I see it/surround and be surrounded/not so timid when all is craving, resonant/

Kindly move/tender heart

Simple That

How far can we go? Far as far can go. Blast past--letting go. I see that you have dug a path here and there. That there is a trench becoming; that going over and over the same spot has made you tired and we don't need that. I see that mystery has brought you to me and the light can hardly wait to flood in. I see how I stop it.

The mind is a fairus wheel turning on and on like this. Fate too; we sit in the bucket and watch the same scenery passing by, on and on, till one day we decide to step out of the bucket onto the real ride that's spinning too--a less apparent, earthly ride.

Being lead though space by light I am only now and now and now generating. I cannot see how I/we get there. Are you there? Are you here yet? There and here--a one letter difference. Anybody want a T. I'm tired of there. I'll trade you a T for nothing.

I think how I must be waiting for you but really I'm moving to. A simple hat tat at that ah, a rat tat tat loose the T.

Anyway

Remembering so much, we are forgotten--
Let the eye and the I disappear;
Address your, short
Lived.

Love the turning into as much as the turn--
Arrive nowhere;
Spin.

Moving on form this and from that--
Insignificant;
Demonstrate:
Nothing.

Let us hum for awhile--
Not in leisure but to be
Clean of this this.

Splendid Forms The Sea

Daylight, underground
Casting shadows, on its own

Digging water wells, splendid
Water wells--

Wayward, wide way around,
Hide away hiding place.

Abandoned by an elicit onward--a rare thief
A hidden way hiding out.

Wandering, come and talk with me--honestly
Notice me--

Colorless,
Transparent,
Odorless,
Tasteless--forms the sea.

Sensing subtleties--fine tuning sensitivities; a liquid lake living in me:
Forms the sea.

I need a river.

Beyond the Scrap

Silent sound, digging
Underground.

From the top
We see we are
Paper thin;
A film.

Ever shifting,
Neither nor,

A zero
That matters.

Discrete and then dragged out
Beyond the scrap.

Data and
What we own.

Adjacent: An Atmosphere Abandoned About Us

Your thread,
Right here
Adjacent to mine

We do not have to weave with a measured fetter, we are
Home bound

More continuous than before, a gradual zig-zag;

Patterned after the wind
Abandoned to be found

We have been set apart

Adjacent method:
A shifting loom
Bound to the undercurrent

A sweeping motion, swishing us around on our bellies
Moving in a different direction,

We will come around.

Seeing

I set out telling
You, I see
With these eyes

And another eye

Your mouth
Looking away
Confidential

Seeing how we still get war and loving confused

Grow To Be

Don't be afraid
We are always arriving and arriving again,
Nowhere to go

Becoming every moment,
Ever becoming;
No know nobodies here
Always the same, always different

Becoming every moment,
Became

Laugh

"Why don't you just laugh about it?", he asks

"No more questions, roll the dice." she says

This is not me missing the point--
Traveling this known
Unknown setting--

Sustaining belief--
Moving from the shown--
Those sparkle spots--you know the ones

"How do I move from the unknown?", he asks

"You know, the opposite of ballet.", she says

Invention Carry, Carrying In

Being between creation; the project plan of beginnings:
Invitation, like the bringing forth of things, trees look dead in the winter but really they're hard at work.

Fighting with the X Factor, A Touchy Proposition

How is the scenery today?
How is the weather?
Moving form the unknown--belief sustaining;
Belief not sustaining...

LIQUID CONTEXT--

This happens sometimes;
I know myself and I am not myself--

This is not me

Missing the point

Traveling and traveling

Schema unknown--

I kind of *get* how conflicts disorder
Not confused but definitely not peaceful; a low order.

Absence, Rather Than Presence

Patchy, incomplete--
Seen in place of me

De facto underwater:
Submerged by

The hunger of the hungry,
Arrange, range, array--
Laughing.

Look out--looking out:
A lighthouse.

A thing, devoid of space;
Signal fire

Not one of us looking out--
Not one of us a searchlight,

Unseen selves
We are all liable as we go--

Stretch beyond your--amplify;
This this.

What are we saying:
Character this; character that
I am not here.

Apparent;
Well aware

More than a few ways to
Push this;

It's not about one person
Don't make it that.

De facto, underwater
Let someone come about.

Apparent; well aware how no one really comes alive from here.
No traces.

(You pull at me and I push back)

We are falling towards one another
Without a trace.

On the edge and beyond the edge, both.
Ladies and gentlemen;

Built into--
The edge; come out.

Inherent blind spot;
Identifier and the identified, together.

Trouble untrue.
An unseen, seeable

Stretch beyond your--amplify;
This this.

Sway

A cut aside, away from
Ask and be asked

Make us mobile--fluid context
Sensing into the cut aside

Clear away now, clear away
Traveling echo

Music of a river
Step into

One of a kind, you know--lone gesture
Washing ways

No sense--simultaneous
Don't pretend

Make us mobile--clearing ways
Simultaneously

Backing Up the Agreement

Sweeping on: a moving action, along with everyone, over and over again, a hundred thousand times. It's the hunger of the hungry (that carry this friction). Form and formless again; a hundred thousand times. An unknown order, we sense into it: a song of many. Tales for a thousand; not one. Tired of receiving, we push back so hard.

We have told enough stories by now.

Backing up the agreement, moving forward: this ever present one-on-one. Commander of the commanded--walk. Followthrough. It is not: dabble in this and see about that...

Finding rubies, rolling them out like dice. This teacher, this me in me has given me something to follow through with; to see, to sense, to know. This me in me has given me something to pray for; a more complete prayer than before.

Giver, giver of the received, ask yourself the question: What are your gifts; your specialty? What is it? It is not about these other things that someone else is giving, those are their gifts. Go inside. Ask yourself. Ask OF yourself.

Listen…

Bring these truths in. Be wild with these truths. Say what you mean. Mean what you say. Agree to agree. Check yourself, there is a gravity about you when you agree. It's a commitment.

A Low Order

No known
Nobodies here

Funny bird
Making me

Move from
My own

Chant

ADI SHAKTI, ADI SHAKTI, ADI SHAKTI, NAMO NAMO, SARAB SHAKTI, SARAB SHAKTI, SARAB SHAKTI, NAMO NAMO,PRITHUM BHAGAWATI, PRITHUM BHAGAWATI, PRITHUM BHAGAWATI, NAMO NAMO, KUNDALINI, MATA SHAKTI, MATA SHAKTI, NAMO, NAMO

This is the First Shakti Mantra tunes into the frequency of the Divine Mother, and to primal protective, generating energy. Chanting it eliminates fears and fulfils desires. Adi Shakti means the "Primal Power," Sarab Shakti means "All Power", and Prithum Bhagawati means "which creates through God."

Become a Teacher

Soft bodied, protected
Somehow
A shield of defense--swampy

Acting from a speed
Unoccupied texture
Traveling, becomes a teacher

Remember to take it easy--

Soft bodied, protected
Somehow
A shield of defense

Swampy night dweller,
Magician honoring
Foresight insight hindsight

A patient action--a way to say no
A way to say yes; saying
No to say yes

Swampy night dweller
Soft bodied, protected somehow
Magician--honoring

Acting from a speed
Unoccupied texture traveling, becomes
A teacher

The beauty of usefulness--
Making right
Whatever has been wronged

Say no
To say yes because what drops away--
A swampy texture

Become a teacher
Honoring
Foresight insight hindsight

They, Them, There

Living in and for those
They keep

Having it well know
For all
That pass through

We keep
Living for this place

Some magical pearlescent place
A clean place
Not here

What if you were just here
What if there were no 'there'

No they, them, there
No place to go but here
Have it well know--

You're
Here

What A Drag

Magnum veritable; you know,
The bona fide
Without a doubt
Seen in the usual way--making the most of it.

Definitely

Man made,
An average
Avenue of objects

Not superstitious but
Definitely not secure
His was a daily routine

Fear is easy,
Do something hard
For a change

What Do You Do

Senses developed
From a marked
Moment
He has excellent
Hearing,
I sees
More
Than the
Visible,
Hers is a
Feeling
Too much
Through
The skin,
They say
We are
Different, and
We are

Rat

Rats would
Probably
Not be
So successful
If it weren't
For humans.

Beyond Happened, Zeroing Out

Dangerous basket
Binding
Past and future

Your next step
Beyond happened--
No reflection there

Birth and then
Magic--
Don't cast

Zero-out
Numbers
Now

Outcast

Little whistle
Second scene--

Hers was a cast out role
She said, "Action"

Shape and be seen
Part in part

Don't act
The string's secure
In all things found, formed together--
They teach us
Each other

Maestro
Master of a different keeper

Don't act
The string's secure

Second scene
She said, "Action"

Well Heard

Whistle
Screech
Hoot

Having
Made
Your

Voice
Well
Heard

Make
Some
Noise

You Will

Adjoining space
Legs, arms, ass
Toes, teeth
Adjoining

Fingernails in a moment will____
All these little parts
And you
Will

I'm leaving
Things out
Again,
As usual

Graceful testimony_____
Physical health
Mental clarity
Stability, awakening

When you appear_____
Some people make the
Space around them
More vivid

True grit
A fitting
Impression
Some people make the_____

Guts and beauty
A fitting impression
More vivid
Than most

Adjacent_____
Adjoining_____
And you
Will

Selves

One of the _____
Apparently
Given _____

Blanketed at best, wrapped-up
Around ourselves, tired of ______
No such thing extending

Giving way,
Around our bodies
Shine

Yours was a basic _____
Ability, acute in its
Ultra observing way

Hearing _____ helpful overly, sensitive
Blanketed at best, wrapped-up
Around yourself _____

Queen Bee

Top-dressed
Looking out
Escorted by
A plea, earnestly

Hers was a top-shelf way

Skill

Industrious maneuvers
Steer us well
Yours is a face
We know--
A mother face
Wearing the mask
Of him

Mirror

Your eyes
Reflecting out
Triangle of Triangles
Seen behind
What has been
Seen before

Ocean In Me

Following and
Following

Unbind your
Rhythm rhyme

I put you to sea
Little ocean in me

I am Thou

Sun energy, Moon energy, Earth energy, Infinity.
Moving form one's own, bound up in the universal--we sing songs every day.
Personal sense link-up with the infinite.
Infinite, vibrating and real.
(It doesn't get more real than that.)
Keep your eyes on god.
Watch yourself.

Unconditional

I love you
For no reason

Face To Face

Seen in the unseen
Keen sense
Of freedom
Holding

Pushing
Eager is what
Brought
Us here

A whisper now
In my ear
Beast of
Me

My face
To face
Expression
Erased

Into a personal
Wilderness
Awaiting
Sounds

Beast of
Me
Fief
Functioning

Whispering
In my ear now
Face to face
Pushing

WORLD

The intellect is discarded at the entrance to this mysterious world. The mind dissolves in the breath and breath subsides. Die for an instant. Step outside the house of your house. Step outside the world; beyond mystery. Connect to the infinite. Feel the thread, then the weave, then the texture, then the sound--then make manifest all that your heart expresses. Be that full then EMPTY INTO the pattern of the fabric that you have become. It's your world. It's your world too.

Advent

Charming, they skim--dipping themselves out. It's a man, it's a mask, it's a man trapped in a mask under water carried by a deliberate action, second sight, not lost but nothing found; yet.
Following and following, skimming the surface; lead by the weighted impression, a symmetry of sense and senselessness. Significance, help us understand. Prayer of the undertaking. Undertaking a prayer--moments letting moments; breathe. Let us honor what we have chosen.

Next Door

Neither here nor there
Falling from this world to the next, sideways

Yours was a backwards breath

Ruby

Flight of flight (gift of all gifts) claim a territory and call me in, flying back and forth, make an arc. Luminous light building bridges, carry us from place to place, always safe touching untouchables. What has not yet been seen will be known. It is now, light of light; together we create a circle. Light beam brighter than ever before.

Lumen de Lumine
Deum de Deo
Lumen de Lumine
Deum Verum de Deo Vero
Lumen de Lumine*

God of God, God by the way of Light, Light by the way of God, Light of Light
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*Mantra of Light, Gurunam

Decent, Keen

Boundless impassable, we are within you already--serving
A mold; a melody working away while we become

Innocent actually--

Accounting for acute range, and forward wanting--
The teaching, impending--under

Teach me to love you--

Willingness, actually--they hold; not choosing and choosing again--
In service of your one sided safety

Because they are becoming accurately oriented
Imminent, immediate--

Surroundings, a guide
Footsteps are one and one and one and one,

Mirror image--

Acute actually--
Loyal

Happen in an instant--

Light beam brighter than ever before

Light beam
Building bridges,
Flying to make an arc;
Claiming territories that call me in

What has not yet been seen
Will be known
It is now, light of light;
Together we create an arc

Carry us from place to place
Always safe,
Touching
Untouchables

Fasten to Fix

Stories and invented melodies; a track
One thread and we can't help but weave another.
Making: it's a story told
To ourselves
By ourself.

Another page; this one's got no end.
Blazing can, bound
Found in all things--
Believe what you want.

Patterned
Can't recall-- things just are.
Cause and cause
Make yourself wanted; beyond a blaze.

Squandered, misspent
Bound in all things
Cause and cause some more--
A blaze.

Things just are. Crawl out into your own.
Interwoven, entwined
Become a braid--
Cross over.

Time's a thread.
Stick, transmute
Go ahead--
Pull.

Get There

Sharing a background
A hard space, a color
Light; a sound

Our shared space right here--
Home is not so far away
Come through
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Papa says, "It's so easy to love, you just give of yourself."

Temple

Aligning to connect
On the level
Under shelter

Doing the work
Created by
Our bodies

Knowing well
How we'll go out again
Retrieving what is ours

True To Kind

Masters at play, I see you've found your craft--Lasting ability... You've been sensing your way around (shape shifting consummate actions--it's a contradiction) a riddle to spark original design.

Masters at play
Molded accordingly--kind upon kind. Happen.

All The Rage

Carrying nails like a tree grown over
Well kept and
Fashioned after a memory

We can't forget
One more nail not so kind sealing off what became
Cannot become

harmless now--only a shell to speak of--an empty ledger, granting freedom--

expression erased--my wandering through--in my case grazing by no means enough--this place scrubs though me now

Kshtera

We walk through fields of mind and ego to a place where there is held a temple; a sacred space for us to be together--always. All Ways. You sit behind me, I sit before you--you're to my left, to my right, in front and within. We are upon one another; a face inside a face, a mask for all masks. I see that you have become strong in spite of me and I know there is a sea and more seas--that we are an ocean; we are an ocean of people (mostly free).

Ra Ma Da Sa, Sa Say So Hung

Lucy died Tuesday at 11:11 am eastern time.

Lucy

Gold and Silver Light Broom
Sweeper of the finite
Beautiful Lucy... the angels will help you
The Essence of Light Broom
Will sweep you towards your star

Healing Mantra

Meditation Ra Ma Da Sa, Sa Say So Hung
(Healing Meditation for Self and Others)
(Kundalini Yoga, Shakta Kaur Khalsa, pp. 166 and Meditation as Medicine, Dr. Dharma Singh Khalsa, p. 272)

Posture: Sit in easy pose or in a chair with a straight spine.

Focus: Eyes are closed and focused at the third-eye point.

Breath: The breath will come automatically as you chant. Inhale deeply before you begin chanting.

Mantra: Ra Ma Da Sa, Sa Say So Hung. The mantra should be sung in one complete exhalation. As you chant the first Sa, your navel point is pulled in so that this syllable is abbreviated. You should rest for 4 beats between the first Sa and the second Sa. You should also pull your navel point in as you chant Hung. Hung should be vibrated at the root of the nose. The rest of the syllables are drawn out in a strong, powerful chant. Strive to keep your chant at full volume (loud but not raucous) throughout the meditation.

Meaning of Mantra: Ra=sun energy
Ma=moon energy
Da=earth energy
Sa=infinity, universal energy
Sa=repeat in second half of mantra
Say=the personal embodiment of Sa
So=the personal sense of merger with Sa
Hung=the Infinite, vibrating and real.

The mantra literally means, I am Thou. It is also used to mean, The service of God is within me.

Mudra: Bend the arms and bring the elbows against the side of the rib cage. The palms of the hands are parallel and face the sky. The elbows are snug at your sides with the forearms in close to your upper arms. The hands are at a 60 degree angle, halfway between pointing forward and pointing to the sides.

Time: 11 minutes, increasing gradually to 31 minutes.

End: Inhale deeply, hold your breath and visualize the person you want to send healing to (it can be yourself). Make that image in your mind very clear and see a glowing green light around the person. Keeping that person in your mind, exhale. Inhale deeply, hold your breath and continue to send the person healing green light. Still keeping that vision in your mind, exhale. For the last time, inhale deeply, hold your breath and see the person very clearly, see the green healing light bathing the person, bathing every cell in the body. Exhale and relax.

Comments: This highly effective meditation deals with vayu siddhi, the power of air. It brings health and many other desirable positive changes. If you wish to heal yourself, imagine a glowing green light around yourself as you meditate.

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Temple

A temple aligns and connects the geometries of heaven, i.e. the expanse of the universe, with those of earth.

Having a sacred space helps us humans access the light. Stepping out of darkness, we pass through the doorway of our created space, the temple. In this space we link ourselves to one another and strengthen our capacities to fully engage in the infinite measure of our destiny, i.e. our life. Here we find that we are safe to explore the possibilities of fulfillment (ecstatic fulfillment).

On the deepest level, being safe in the temple we are creating gives us a sense of security with our own bodies (all ten of them) so that we can go out into the world and do our work (so we can be happy). On the extraverted scope of things, knowing that we are here to be with others, the temple can be just that: a place to come together; a container for our power. The temple is the body of us all. We will share this body, making it beautiful.

A shared sacred space, held in balance by many is a gift, one to be experienced and maintained.

Without such a outward space Community has no place to come together. People are strays and our family (of souls) has no place to be at home together. Let's create a temple. Let's go home.

How do we get there? Find grace within the temple of your own body and share your experience with others. Practice yoga. Use your mind to project what is possible, then wait. Be aware of the opportunities that come your way. Open you heart. Love yourself. Love others. And as my Grandfather says, "It's so easy to love. You just give of yourself."

Expect miracles.