Six-word Saturday…

calling out
daring me to fly…

black birds

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1000 posts…

“Today you are you! That is truer than true! There is no one alive who is you-er than you!”
-Dr Zeus

one thousand posts

i put my toes in,
to feel the vibration
like a far-off splash
in an alien nation…

my visa was granted
by the great expanse,
and the currents took me to distant lands…

to journey into my deepest thoughts
to spill the beans
to stay the course…

at first,
i was afraid to speak
to unleash my burdens
to say i’m weak…

now i’m the sailor of a thousand posts,
digging up feelings
summoning ghosts…

spending my days chasing words
with the guidance of intelligent birds…

©AllysoAlly2019

My Gran…

“We are not human beings having a spiritual experience. We are spiritual beings having a human experience.”
― Pierre Teilhard de Chardin

granny charlotte

I only recently found out that my Gran had a daughter
who passed at 2 years old.
My Gran was one of the most beautiful souls I have ever known…

Her skin was translucent like diaphanous sunshine,
I could see her veins…
she was slowly fading
into transcendent thought
shedding her pain…

though her form was fragile
her heart grew brave,
and her silver locks flowed down in waves…

amplified by breath-taking wonder
beyond death…
time unraveled
into ascended breath,
transforming her into radiant particles
bit by bit,
her flesh evanesced,
effecting a shift…

becoming one with the source
her grief atoned,
imagining the completeness of being fully known…

a holder of sorrows and unbearable grief,
she was the mystical light-bearer
of my first beliefs…

©AllysoAlly2019

Unwelcome visitors…

“The dark thought, the shame, the malice.
meet them at the door laughing and invite them in.
Be grateful for whatever comes,
because each has been sent
as a guide from beyond.”
— Jellaludin Rumi,

bitterness

Bitterness desired to walk with her,
to have his way
she would not entertain him, she said he couldn’t stay…

Frequently he knocked,
when pity arose
it was the “what ifs”,
the “if only’s”
that brought them to blows…

How was she to exile him
and keep him away?
he was an unwelcome visitor, leading her astray…

So, she invited him in, and they sat for a while,
she told him her deepest hurts and how he was so vile…

She told him she’d worked hard
to keep him at bay,
especially when “charmed lives” had gotten in the way…

He explained that his purpose
was to exhume her pain,
on confessing toxic thoughts
her composure
she regained…

He spoke out her misery
until he was finally through,
she felt so much lighter
and she bid him adieu…

He had taken all her shame and swept her house clean
it was in the dreaded darkness
she’d unearthed the unseen…

Now she welcomes visitors
of every kind,
by bringing them
to the light,
she awakens the divine…

image courtesy PixaBay
©AllysoAlly2019

Monday meditation…

“The important thing is not to think much, but to love much.”
― St. Theresa of Avila

buddha statue

Laugh and the hills will echo
to the resonance
of your joy…
Sing and the trees will vibrate
to the cadence
of your voice… Dance and the flowers
will mimic
your glory adorned…
love and every molecule
will gladly
be transformed…

©AllysoAlly2019