Intuition

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Intuition instructs us as we lean inwards, listen, and look. In the eye of the mind and heart emerge images, sounds, sensations, experiences. These are the voices of expansion and true knowledge. The cooperative experience is one that is tingling with life, vibrating with energy. The voices of pebbles and weeds awaken from dry definition as inanimate, and the quiet intuitive hears the remarkable stories that emerge from our own cellular structure and from the long ignored hum of our planet’s diverse and misunderstood inhabitants.

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Women and Weeds (a poem)

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Smooth army of blades upright, uniform

invaded by shapes careless

of a perfection that strives

to eliminate dissension

Furred and spiked, clingy climbers

lacy, rebellious, fleshy

climbing high above the ranks of the well-behaved soldiers

Tight, orderly brains trained to shut out the mind-well

 

Wizened fingers once knew how to pick

from endless array of plants

the perfect remedy

Yet our scientific control box has shifted woman and plant

to black or white, ugly or beautiful, beneficial or garbage

Discarded, we are weeds

Full of juice, joy, vitamins, healing powers, whispers of wisdom

If only a few are coveted

Many are valuable, unseen, untasted, unexperienced

Wasting away are the talented many

Stronger for genocidal craze

The DNA an arsenal of innate adaptation

Perfected because left alone

Left out, not boxed

Unconventional is the new beauty

Powerful is the weed

Left alone to evolve

Woman is no hybrid either

Abandoned, crushed, used, disregarded by so many

She and weed are rising, will rise together

A new glorious day beckons

in a softer, wilder, world

the feathered throat of mother spews

a web of glorious love

 

The powerful human being emerges

Dear readers,

My intention in starting this blog is to plant seeds of hope and encouragement. I constantly see human beings feeling lonely or struggling with a reality that is assumed to be immutable. Yet we are neither alone nor is reality something that is set in stone. Human beings are constantly recreating reality at each instant, yet most of us feel that we are merely surviving. I felt this way too, until I changed my mind.

If we choose to continue creating the same reality over and over again, it is simply because our beliefs are not congruent with our desires. Most of us wish to live in peace and harmony, to express our deepest wishes and talents and to share our lives with people we love. Our heartfelt desire is to be known, understood, loved, appreciated.

The reality that humanity creates is supported by our beloved planet, Earth. Everything that we think, feel, say, or do impacts the planet and the consciousness of humanity on Earth. When we begin to awaken to the abilities we possess innately to live as creative artists in each moment of our lives, a sense of excitement and wonder awakens in our hearts.

It is exciting and wonderful to know that we impact one another at all times, and that our thoughts and feelings impact the climate and events on Earth. With great power comes great responsibility. The conscious human being is a gatekeeper of his or her thoughts and feelings. When our intentions align with our deepest desires, we are planting the seeds for peace on Earth.