Stories in the Making

Caught in a story of how it used to be
without this binding
lost
back in time to move forward again
many times over…i have been here
tug of war
stitched to the core
transplanted from one story to another
farther faster stronger further
discovering the combination to this secret lock
squinting
its just to bright
    i can not see....

The compass points
              TRUTH
        What do you believe yourself to be?

Guide me to the place that has no words
Leave this body
take it all in...rise up...fill me up
      dissolve to form again
      break free to find structure
gaze into until you See
seer being seen…always forever seeing
cut the thread and unravel this tangle
               You are not what you think you are.....
This path
traveled and traveling
touching worlds that reside beneath the layers of the skin
I can see You
    pure essence
as i grow into
      Ultimate Truth
sing song….sing out loud…sing me a song
god can you hear me
         There is a new story in the making...

I am Here...Here I am

Guided back to this familiar place
why’s never knowing
a pause in the great scheme of life
reach out out out to touch you close close
and closer

     TRUTH be told
i am only here to find You
     touch--ing
moments of Now
don’t move
not an inch
take it in…All
heart exposed
before you I stand, wobble…I shake
stripped
naked
bone-body-soul
open and raw
   hiding nothing
         I Am Here
  see everything
         Here I Am...

Truth be felt
touch-smell-taste-know life essence
savor the Divine
elevate
    everyone
        everywhere
wake up my dear one
      Wake Me Up...
filled-overflowing
split open wide into
      Bliss
where I end and you begin and
we unite
     Living Dreams....

A Death and A Birth...

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        Guns blazing

I lay them before you
down on knees

and offer it all up...up…up and away

Death is near

Close… closer and even more 
no longer fight

this war is over

         Stay awake

Do not miss

Life

slipping

Right in front of me

Staring straight in the eyes

Mesmerized

            Paralyzed

      Burning embers

Red yellow orange blue

Gaze frozen into

this raging fire

Flames fill me

Full

       Touch--ing

Skin into skin

into body

into breath

breath into spaces that have no words

                  Meet me

Light and Ignite

Every corner

Every crevice

                   Meet me

        in a place we call our own

wander to lands we have yet dared to travel

        weaving webs of new memories

into the unseen real              

lost in something else
  evolution of a new reality

A birth

         Being birthed…

"only give your lips to someone who will 

cut pieces of their soul off with a knife and weave them in a blanket to protect you..." 

- Hafiz

The Voyage

Who is the captain of this ship
and
where are we floating off
into the vast ocean waters
fallen under a spell
Sea engulfs and takes me under
scattered
spinning in circles
storms spiral round and round
tipped upside down...

To see…listen...and sense
its there inside
hiding within
caged in the depths
of the murky waters
a force of nature 
Unleash
running wild and free
I want to feel
all of
      YOU…

cast your magic
wave your wand
may i drink the sacred elixir 
    capture me
          some of me
    parts of me
please take
         All Of Me…

as you pierce the soul with your eyes
slice me with your sword
stab the heart through and through
Against the wall
and
pinned to the ground
a slow death
   a slow slow death...
    I lay and watch
born again
with new baby eyes
sails set adrift
               this voyage has just begun...

Love...Desire...Intimacy...Freedom...

"Eventually you will recognize all desire is an aspect of your native impulse to give love...
From beginning to end your attraction to another can be seen as the essential gesture of the heart, your desire for love in unity...
Your desire for another is desire for Oneness...
Confession of desire is a confession to embrace life...
To embrace life, to relax into oneness, to find unity in love 
is to be spiritually free..."

- david deida

submerged
together
in the depths of the vast unknown waters
I love this womans art and creations...speaks to the soul without words

Photographer: Heather Landis

It Hurts

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There is a merging

an uncontrollable force pulls me close

into you

Through and

beyond
even closer

And…pushing far far away

Savor the moment…the experience…savor the feeling

Will you allow me to savor you?

Running to and run far far away

What is inside your head
inside your body

Inside Your heart and soul…

please show me your universe
reveal your self to me 

whisper sweet nothings into my cells

Pulling strings

Songs of freedom

Speaking words of sorrow

My heart rips wide open

Fear trembles through bones

dieing

Loosing self

Lost

A slow death

Heart grips
holding tight to things i have no words for

Twisted stomach

Tears
frozen deep inside

And maybe it will all vanish tomorrow

Like sand blowing in the wind

Lay down

Let go

I do not know

know nothing

blind…and can not see

God please show me the way…

The Power of Vulnerability:

https://www.ted.com/talks/brene_brown_on_vulnerability

Weaving Webs of Life

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Listening from the inside out

There are no words

And no need to speak

I can already hear you…taste…I can smell you…

To feel into and through you

The powers of the universe

inner rivers running wild and free

a force of nature being revealed…

Tell me your dreams

Hold back no more

Share all your secrets

scares and bruises, the murky depths

and all the sticky places in between

Bring your whole self to me…

Hand n hand

Breath by breath

Travel with me…

carving a new path

Treading to places we have never been

Our own passageway

wandering

Where you shall lead

Please take me over the mountaintops

Weaving in and out…

and

I step forth

Where you may follow…

into the setting sun and beyond the horizon

There is no destination

because

each step is
The Way…

The Dance

Picking the sacred apple

tasting its divine nectar
a full body seduction
inside out
bone to skin
and
head to toe...
Vibrating cells

dissolve boundaries of the heart...

Bring your whole self...
where
a 1,000 tiny little cuts
sting to the core...

yet we continue to dance through mysterious waters

open and close

look into...
and melt

turn away...
and hide

fall into embrace

and jump out...

beginning...middle...end
attend to the blossoming
again, again, and again...