the cajun islands

the cajun islands
screamed for their mother
as they sank below
the surface of the water,
afraid to lose the one and only

yet once under the water,
a world of flow,
of quiet,
a whole new vision,
surprises never seen
nor dreamt of

below the air
was not suffocation, no,

they melted,
saturated,
the little grains didn't mind at all,

no hot burning sun,
free to move around now
with ease
and grace
as the water carried them...

Life

Life wound her way
through every crevice,
every crack,
every block of steel

there was nothing
that could hold back
life!

She exploded in a symphony
of shapes,
sizes,
colors,
lines,
sounds,
even decimals,
dots
and particles

but no one
could ever
break her
into parts!

Is there really an elephant?

is it true?

is there really an elephant in the room?

poof!

or is it just a tiny mad idea,
not even an ant?

nothing at all

the horror show gone

no, love,
the mayhem,
the riots,
the AK 47's
are not (dangerous)

the turkey farm
was merely a joke

where ever red may fall,
where ever blue may strew,
where ever orange may land
and yellow bounce...

nothing to stew over

can anyone ever be
his tracks in the snow?

confusion is not a crime

confusion is an invitation
to compassion
and clarity

every fear,
an invitation to give,
an explicit direction
to look it straight in the eye

the very thing I fear the most
is my invitation
to Heaven

Stay in touch.

She is
but your own hand.

She is but waiting
for your kiss.

The elephant in the room
was just to get your attention...mom

poof

before you had leaves of green,
and I had eyes of gold...

before the jay was blue
and the night was dark,

before your first breath,
skin,
cell...

w-here did it all come from?

what exquisiteness
is it all made from?

can you believe
how magical (image-ical)
this all is/isn't?

poof
poof

poof

not lasting even for an instant,

can you really measure a thought
when you don't even have any proof
that it ever existed?

thought is not the enemy

thought is not the enemy

thought can be inspired,
insight,
realizations,
kind
loving
healing
life changing
freeing
unlocking

joyous
funny
hilarious

intelligent
wise
clear

enlightening
can give you direction

can carry you through storm and strife

can point you home

can serenade you

can be brilliant

can reflect your true nature

can drip heavy with tears of compassion

can humble you

can bless and heal

can create an entire universe....
now
now
now

but never does it have the power to harm...

thought
is
not
the enemy

all thoughts are harmless

only you
can pretend
to give them a power
that they do not have

Now that
is powerful

very good

and on the seventh day
he looked on it
and it was very, very good

aside from what you are believing
and thinking
are you ok?

O yes!
ode to Joy!
His Eminence,
the Sea of Cardamon,
the sweet nectar,

even a drop of this nectar
is enough
to cure all ills (illusions)

no fear can stand
in the midst of such harmony

no hand to hold
all forms melt

this Eternal Daylight

without "your thought",
no duplicity,
no suspicion of ill will

the wayward children,
all Home

we see everyone
is on the Way Home

lipstick on the face
of a whore,
but a prop,
an aid in my Homecoming

O child,
O child,
O child,
how can anything possibly
degrade the Purity
you are?

green

without "addition"

the grass is here
on this side of the fence!

i am
the green blade of grass

i am
the juice

i am
the wonder

i am
the growth
the strength
the flexibility
newborn
newness

i am
the fertile soil

i am
the rain drop

i am
the breeze,
the warm sun
on my face

i am
the bird calls

tis I
tis I
tis I

right here,
every bit of it

there is
no other side
of the fence

without addition

for thine is the Kingdom,
and the Power,
and the Glory
forever

prior to name/thought/label,
the veil of names

prior to "addition"
and "subtraction"

don't know,
nothing to know

no mind,
no "time", past, present or future

just happening (or not)
without a past...
how would you know...
where is your proof?

no reason to move,
no reason not to move,
just moved,
done,
thought,
all equal,
no order of difficulty

prior to the thought: "addition is possible",
(and subtraction is possible)

free
re-stored
em-powered
in-spired
no fear

you can't be better (in this moment)

no future is needed

I see how my happiness is actually
in being nothing at all,
perfect completely as is,
no "self" consciousness,
no wants,
no resistance,
no idea,
not two,
so fine

no need to crow from the rooftops
to gain attention,
to be heard,
to "wake others up",
to take credit

without any thought--
it's only a thought that would say
"i"/it needs more,
it is something,
will lose,
is not enough

I need less.
I need nothing at all in this moment
feels far truer.
I need nothing at all to be different.

without that thought (addition is possible),
so blessed
and a blessing
to myself!

Gifted
Gifted
Gifted...

s-i-l-e-n-c-e

she entered the phone booth,
and dialed the number,
S-I-L-E-N-C-E

she held the phone
close to her ear,
closed her eyes
and listened...
and listened...
and listened...

it was the most important
phone call she had all day

dazzling

there are highlights
in your life
that want to appear

there are cracks and breakings,
the looseness
is already un-raveled

right now

glorious

without your judgments

reality is bright
and untarnished

love is

"to the illumined mind
the whole world burns
and sparkles with light"
(emerson)

standing on the ceiling

guilt
prison
chains
trapped
pattern
rigid
stuck in a groove

it takes a bit of a jolt
to oust out of a groove

or does it?

is it possible
the mud sides of the groove
simply melt

like candle wax
turning to liquid

elevation,
excavation

what if you stood on the ceiling
and saw the view from upside on the down?

what if you saw the bottom of the car,
the foundation of the house
under the ground?

what if all that was visible
no longer was,
and all that was previously out of sight
was now in your face?

what if you were sitting
smack dab in the center
of your neighbor's heart
and you saw it all from there?

what if pelican eyes were yours?
the sky your native ground?

what if the prison had no roof,
the groove no sides,
and your neighbor is yourself...?

what if there is
no other country?

Welcome Home, Love,
welcome home

Thank you

"how do I know you will pay me?"
the little boy asked his mom

at the time
she could not answer

she was devastated
he did not "trust" her

tonight she went went back,
she asked herself what she thought
she would have if he trusted her

and she saw it was all about her
and how she missed completely
this little boy in that moment

she couldn't even hear the question

tonight she met the little boy for the first time
and she saw herself:
"how do I know I will be paid,
be provided for?"

and she heard Katie,
notice
in this moment
all that is,
all that you have

just notice
how abundant,
more than you can possibly use
(six cups on the kitchen counter)
six times as many cups as I could possibly use,
not to mention the ones in the cupboard

So so so much  more than I need,
and i notice the future is  now, now, now...
overflow overflow overflow

even one human being...
how much gratitude is enough for a human being...
just one
amazing
living
breathing
being

and
everything's breathing
like a giant accordion

regardless of what you are thinking
or where your attention is

seven billion hearts
no matter what you say, do or think

trees, too,
beating
pulsing
breathing
respiring

have you noticed how well things are going?

"a grateful heart, a garden is"--
gratitude, the soil

the baseline,
breathes new life
into that worn and spent image

gratitude flowers
where only dust was seen

out of "nowhere"
gratitude streams

the emaciated smiles,
the ripe tomatoes
fall plump and juicy
off the vine

is there anything in your world
right now
you have not given thanks for?

the desert but waits
your gratitude

the spring
truly is within

how do I know I will be paid?
oh oh oh
it's everywhere! everywhere! everywhere!

endless!
gratitude

priceless

thank you, son

Jealousy

jealousy
is all about
I'm not doing it,
I'm not living it.

What is it I want to do
and am afraid of doing?

What is holding me back?

I should be more disciplined.
Is it true?

No. I live by inspiration.

If I was not inspired to do it,
I was not supposed to.

Maybe you don't really want to do it,
don't really value it.

You simply weren't inspired.
You obviously shouldn't be doing it,
because you are not.

You should not be like her.
You are a different bird,
a different color, sweetheart.

Just think if all the birds were parrots,
all green
with identical markings,
voice, and activity.

For heaven's sake!
wouldn't we all be missing out
on the crows, ravens, seagulls,
hawks, turkeys, starlings, doves,
geese, ostriches, robins, bluebirds,
blue jays, canaries, thrushes,
sparrows, and eagles,
just to name a few?

You are not supposed to be,
do, think, act, feel, or live
like anyone else
for one moment.

You are the only one of your kind.

Please
sing your song!