Venerable Life’s Wisdom

Venerable Life’s Wisdom
Stands firm throughout trial,
Taking only what is required,
Giving back so much more,
Knowledge spread out freely,
Doing in not doing, tis unity,

easy…

Venerable Life's Wisdom Stands firm throughout trial, Taking only what is required, Giving back so much more, Knowledge spread out freely, Doing in not doing, tis unity, easy...
Venerable Life’s Wisdom
Stands firm throughout trial,
Taking only what is required,
Giving back so much more,
Knowledge spread out freely,
Doing in not doing, tis unity,
easy…

 

 

Living In Bliss

Past life is but a memory,
Hours flying past now gone,
Like transitory dreams given o’er,
Whose images are kept in store,
Not but visions left untold,
All to come is not,
How can I make it be mine,
These present moment’s of import,
Too fast gone as if never got,
Present be our holiest era.
Then talk of inconstancy,
False hearts, and broken vows,
Hold to the miracle of what can be,
This very minute true for thee,
‘Tis all that Creation allows…

easy…

Learning From What Was

I strive to learn, to listen, to feel, to see,
Hear the whispered magic in the winds,
Feel the love enraptured my very core,

To embrace the gentle murmur of the tree filled the forest,
Ever holding in your heart their cool shade they provide,
Behold the colors of rainbow in the beacon of flowers,

Hear the chattering of the butterflies flitting about them in peace.
Contrasted by the boisterous scolding squirrels in their ever running work.
Hear the magical whispers of the earth mother drifting across this world,

The heavenly sigh of the dusty dry ground as the first rain drops fall,
Feel the joy in the clouds as they drift across creation,
Laugh with the noisy cries of baby bird as its mother comes home,

Take pleasure in the chance meeting of a new friend,
Share the pain of the losing the wisest of old ones now gone,
Let this world excite you, stir your soul with new-found awareness,

The startling cascading rumble of windblown stones rattling on the roof,
Heart stopping strike of lighting and thunder in an otherwise clear sky,
The unintentional slip down a muddy bank into the cold clear waters below,

Cuddle in the rapture at the howling of the wolves on the mountaintop,
Cry out in the passion invoked by the sunset’s last gleams,
With your abundance of patience, for all things living or not,

This is the only true secret, and with this I find success cannot fail,
Forever embracing the simple offers of life, embracing each instant of time,
Holding sacred all now surrounding me, while letting not one moment be lost,
For this journey is made only from my single steps combined,

-Steve ‘Easy’ Whitacre September 13th, 2007

Here’s a challenge as such,

A progression of images, the beginning named as conceived. having reached, maturity, the inevitable decline, nearing the end, and finally having ended. I’m really interested in reading what meaningful writings these may bring out from all of you Set yourselves free, allow your feeling to flow though your pens, and share the core of yourselves that special part our you to help bring enlightenment and inspiration to the rest of us. Come on now, put a little effort in it, took my 2 and 1/2 days to do the images.

Easy

 

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easy     WiseElder Decline

Wise Elde Ended

Gone

This most heart stopping daze, can’t be real,
Desperately looking for her, this emptiness,
Nothing left but pain, world morpheme loss,

I reach out to hold, finding only destitute air,
How can this be truth, I must have you close,
Where are you love, without you I am so lost,

I sit with tears flowing, empty void in my bed,
I pray this nightmare be over, silence returned,
Screaming out for you, only echoing emptiness,

easy…

The never-ending questions. “Why now,’ “What did I do wrong that caused this,” “How can I ever go on alone,” “My faith is ended, how could I ever again give thanks,” “What could I have done to change this,” The doubts never seem to end. But over time, with acceptance and understanding peace will return. The pain and suffering never really end, yet we will learn to live a new life, even happiness will return with time. Know that many of us suffer just as you are. The painting I called “Pain & Loss” done right after I lost a dear friend.

PainAndLoss

Heart Broken

I reach out my hands desperate to touch love,
Finding only emptiness where you should be,
In a panic I jump up to search where you are,
Ever so slowly my memory begins to clear,

With remembrance returns my tormented soul,
Realization that you are truly gone, lost to me,
Death had scythed his cruel hands into my life,
I now live in a nightmare, tears ever unending,

Over and over I ask myself how can I go on,
So much angriness that you have been seized,
I’ve lost my faith, no room for an uncaring God,
I know I need you back, I need you holding me,

And thusly this has been my life too long a time,
Tell me what to do to put meaning to my sadness,
I beg give me a sign to help me one more instance,
Demonstrate erstwhile that our love still thrives,

A small voice asks me if we may talk for a while,
They offer a cognition creating a depth of thought,
A realization of simple truths concealed by my grief,
Clarity that presents a reason to find purpose, hope,

They remind me that you are not really lost to me,
Unseen you are still right here, still embracing me,
Your love is not gone but grown with wonder, joy,
Each of my days are now with your arms enfolding,

Your greatest want is to see me blissful, glad ere more,
To firmly grasp my life again, to treasure each second,
For the gifts you brought me, I owe you this and more,
The wonders with which you fill me, make me alive,

And they share with me even more truthful a vision,
For this is not an end, for at some little time reunion,
And reunited our love shall light the all of existence,
A newest star lighting the heavens, lasts for all time,

And another reminder, for sadly perhaps, we do not ‘get over’ our grief at losing loved ones. But we do learn to live a new life, with our grief. We can and should be happy, going on forward once more while being honest and true to our caring and loving natures. Not a betrayal but more in honoring those having gone on before us, Can we do any less for the love they share with us?

Namaste and blessings,

easy… 11/25/2014

Creator’s Spirit

Mother's Spirit

The Creator also is ever with us,
It resides in the laughter of my Grand-children,
In the gentle rays of sun, burning its way into the new day,
It lives in the teeming joyous life filling my world,
I find this connection in the sweet soul of the homeless old woman,
I see it in the kind young man helping the cripple cross the busy street,
I find it within me as I cry over the cancer filled child,
And I feel it in the love of my family and friends,
So much I am blessed with, so full my journey,
And so thankful am I for the wonders I’ve lived,
We are all gifted the most extraordinary things,
Hold to thankfulness, make precious each moment,
Know your place as a part of the all,
Love…

easy…