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I am what
I’m searching for
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Miss it one moment
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BLINK
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It’s still there
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Art: Sukhi Barber
Tag Archives: Spiritual Practice
Ouroboros
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I don’t fear melting into this earth.
Each morning
I wake into the air
I do not rise I do not move
I do not open my eyes
until my nose has sensed persuasion
my tongue has tasted sweetness
and my ears have heard the world
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I was a child with dreams of becoming
Now I am older with dreams of being
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Transformed
Nothing and everything is changing.
I am like a snake shedding its skin
and
biting its tail
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erasing the lines
of time
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Opening
Mountain
that yearns
to be a flower
learns
the ephemeral language
of
beginnings
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Painting by © J H White
Neon New Year
Facing the window overlooking the garden
I am blindfolded,
a veil over my eyes.
Taken into this darkest of rooms, I wonder
If I am blindfolded…how am I seeing in this darkness?
My heart has been opened Continue reading
Stillness
All you see is the glow from the warming fire
The cold night
the bright moon
your breath in the air
Stillness
I often pull myself together in the YWCA pool, swimming laps… water therapy. I joined the Y initially to cure my fear of deep water. I can float and swim but for some reason when I try to tread water I sink to just above my nose. For months I dangled around in the deep end with a very large floaty. Then I discovered swim fins. Continue reading
The Poetics of Light 