Friday, June 22, 2012

We are the mirrors of what is meant to be, you and I

And when I look at you,
I do not see 
the color of your skin,
the religion that you practice,
nor hear the language that you speak,

When I look at you,
I do not see
the disturbances within your mind,
the bruises on your heart,
the patterns of the ways, you have learned 
to be.....

But when I look at you,
I see,
the purest, most dazzling light dancing from your eyes
which also dances from within me,

I see,
the clarity of an ocean of wisdom, that emanates from you,
as it also flows from me

I see,
A being of such invincible strength and patience of purpose,
as I know myself, as well, to be

I see,
a heart beating so strongly, full of gratitude, peace, belonging,
as I know my own heart to be

When I look on you....
I see such beauty,
created by the hand of the incredible artist,
of all of humanity

And such a creation,
and such a creator,
stretches through you,
just as it stretches through me

We are the mirrors,
you and I
for all 
to BE

Friday, June 15, 2012

Absolute Adoration

The mountains stand in power and in glory,
unwavering in postures 
of majestic beauty

The oceans, rivers, streams and lakes move with sacred mystery,
sparkling with shining treasures 
of sunlight

Valleys and plains burst with color,
gold with grain, 
adorned richly, in purples and greens

All in absolute adoration, extreme appreciation
of something 
is often taken for granted......


 And what is there to learn from these,
I have never heard the mountains in their magnificence say,
oh I wish I were a tree or could fly like a bird,

I have never heard the oceans in their undulating beauty,
oh I so do wish that I could reign, I should, I could, I would

I have never heard the skies weep,
for what they perceived could have been,

I have never seen the plains in their abundance, providing such generous sustenance,
withhold their grain for their own profit,

the stars shine,
the moon rises,
the sun glows,
in reflection,
of what they are,
radiant with beauty,
accepting of all change,
asking nothing more than to BE

And shall we see,
perhaps, take a lesson from these,
in stillness, simply
BE ?

Friday, June 8, 2012

A heart is a passionate thing....

 And we have been told...
a heart is fragile,
easily wounded,
its vulnerability, extreme

The advice has been given....
better to give love sparingly,
keep your heart  in hiding, be careful, it may even be in sin,
discernment of course, being the key...

A heart is,
a passionate thing,
an unsophisticated wild and unruly thing,
which blooms with the love of no reason.
flowers when in the presence of trials,
growing at its best in the harshest landscapes,
Its beauty most evident in the starkest of gardens

It is a survivor,
the true strength of our being,
the source of our valor, celebrated,
only its courage remaining undefeated,
while all logic and reasoning have failed, died and are gone...

And it is in this wild,
unpredictable, glorious presence,
of a true heart,
that we shine,
reckless with love,
unrestrained with care,
invincible with passion,

ah, yes and laughing with delight ! 
Carolyn Jackson
Innate Foundation