So, would you stop and help this need?
Would you give what you can, weather
Sharing time, aid, or simply love for another?
Can you help all of humanity freely
So we together create a far better world?
She watches over us all
Time keeper of aeons
Raining blessings down upon her children
Weeping at their mistakes and pain
Alighting the night she tries to bring wisdom
But alas, for too many it falls silent unheeded
Still yet she continues faithfully
For with her love of her children
How can she now stop?
The way to a peaceful life is to notice the perfection in Spirit’s world and in ourselves, and nurture that perspective. When you look out with wide eyes of wonder and appreciate all that you see as a gift from Spirit, including your own life working in harmony with nature, you will know what a poet means.
Rather than seeing ourselves as connected to this world, we often feel we are in it to push it around and make it conform to us. Rather than accepting it, we twist it to feed our ego, creating havoc, imbalance, and what we call imperfection. Then the ultimate irony, we blame Spirit for the very conditions we create out of the perfection that is our gift from Spirit. As a poet I say, be at peace, don’t judge the world, observe it, be it, one with it. Don’t try to straighten it out. Don’t manufacture problems, be in awe of the perfection of it all.
Give yourself a gift of five minutes of contemplation in awe of everything you see around you. Go outside and turn your attention to the many miracles around you. This five-minute-a-day regimen of appreciation and gratitude will help you to focus your life in awe. Remind yourself that you are just as much a miracle as the lark and the snail. You, in fact, are what Spirit is doing.
Trust and value your own divinity as well as your connection to the all. Seeing Spirit’s work everywhere will be your reward…
Each of us, a part of the whole, the never-ending creation of life and beauty, bound in a way so few truly understand, but together in this eternal bond…
They never said the World would come to an end in 2012, in fact we should be rejoicing over such a great anniversary, I would rather this be the end of a world of the material ego, the world of “Us and Them”, the world of “flight or fight”, those worlds can come to an end any time we choose, we need not wait any longer or for ‘special’ days or auspicious stellar movements, believe what you will, but please don’t attribute your beliefs and fears to another culture or person, realize instead that its all in your own spirit and mind…
I sit, images of the vision rolling through my mind
All of the sensual felling, taste, smells, weariness of step
The people spread out before me, covering this vast valley
My mind pulled back to the fallen and the lost
Journey’s hardships too far, too much a challenge
Traveling from the far west
Over the highest of the frozen ice
Ever to the east, to promise and renewal
Finally into this untamed, rewarding country
Welcoming woods of elk, mammoth, and bear
Left behind men of barbarous war and death
With their weapons of stone topped bone
Those that brought death to a peaceful people
Lost in the fire of their creed and want
Lost to war on themselves, the people now safe
Dancing in the light of his fire, flute and drum ring out
Festal nights, companion ship and growth
A shared learning of futures bright with promise
Of nurture, honor, and virtue, a grace unreckoned
Sitting comfort in the warmth of his robes
The loving people filling my soul
To journey once more, that to future bright…
Steve ‘Easy Whitacre September 20th, 2011