Tanka

There is a hillside
Abundant with daffodils
Returning each spring

Recognized are you, season
Upon season, as love blooming

The Global Coherence Initiative

There can't be enough effort to build community, compassion, and coherence in the world and sometimes the point is to stop, do no thing and BE coherence first within that more will be called to feel compelled to do the same. Why? Because it was the only thing to do that moment. --Deborah


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to love and the beloved

i say to you love
begin again tomorrow
in the name of love

Lunar Eclipse & Full Moon

I can't find the moon
So low in the sky this night
Full though she is

I can't stop myself from smiling lightly while listening.

Haiku Trio

Sleepless night again

Tender thoughts my companion

I DO miss dreaming 

To wander my hallways

Of mind and heart without you

I DO miss listening

To the back door then 

To slip into the field where

Our dreams play together

Beautiful is this Insomnia

Love.

The nights I resist sleep do I come here to write to the Beloved.

Dear One. It is of course preferable that I lay back in the arms of love.

And with the company of a joy-filled song, do I celebrate my love

dancing in communion with the Spirit of you

for life
for song
for love
for you

Did you ever think you had it all figured out?

I have no desire to figure it all out and that makes all the difference.

Blessings for the simple celebration of connecting again and again.

Enneagram Prayer of Gratitude

I am grateful that I live in a perfect Universe and know my own perfection because my True Nature is the Universal Source itself.

I am grateful that the Universe is made of love and that I am filled with an endless supply of love that I both give and receive.

I am grateful that I live in a dynamic Universe and know that I can achieve everything that is my heart’s desire.

I am grateful that I am an individual with my own life experience and unique gifts, as well as being an expression of the Universal whole.

I am grateful that I receive the wisdom of the Universe, knowing that I am guided to my highest good in every moment.

I am grateful that I am supported by a benevolent Universe and know that I am always safe because True Nature is indestructible.

I am grateful that the Universe is abundant and that I am filled with joy and endless possibilities.

I am grateful that the Universe is all-powerful and eternal and that I am filled with strength and eternal life.

I am grateful that because I am all of these I am also filled with endless and abiding peace.

Amen.

Used With Permission.Copyright 2008 Paula Warner.

There is a place in you where there is perfect peace
There is a place in you where nothing is impossible
There is a place in you where the strength of God abides



Joyce Bennett, BMsc, MDiv
Life, Success and Spiritual Coach,
Specializing in Recovery Coaching
www.abcsofliving.com
www.centerforjoyfulliving.org

Letter to the Beloved

Dear One,

To feel so flooded with vios, that principle from which life manifests into expressions of vitality...

The birds feasting on worms with dew in the air and on the grass
The sun teasing us with its soft golden pink light cutting through the veil of fair indigo clouds

It happens in a flash that is timeless.

God is all around
Breathe in the essence
Swim in the manna
Drink till we are in ecstasy

The parting words always

All is Well
Life is Good
We are Truly Blessed

Dormant vitality in me awakens
Heartspace stretches into new territories
Sleeping pain and love expresses itself
Tears of joy and aching are one and the same

Recognition of the Sacred is a Precious Experience.

Love,
Your Beautiful Muse

When It Comes to Writing

In the process of clearing first, we get to the beauty and truth beyond the mental cobwebs.

in this world of extremes, we can only love too little.

-rich cannarella

Full Moon Haikus

Oh, that silver orb

watching me wonder, she

plans to surprise me

she behind cloud veils

fully waxed, potent planet

sensing my hunger

Precocious Luna

you know how I feel about

secrets and waiting

from behind the fence

flutter of ducks wings take flight

sight, sound most divine

Sunday's Tanka

Velvet black birds on

Lush green carpets stealing

Worms from their safety

Sunday morning walks offer

murder by crows and beauty

Haiku Trio

Each night since birth and

to a little girl now ten

do I tell stories

The stories I read

and the ones I make up fresh

still soothe her to sleep

Mama, tell me please

coyote story again

which version say I?

Two days ago Fall arrived with a cold wind

Tickling the Japanese maple's drying leaves

Morning walks more refreshing on my skin

And clearing the heartspace a day at a time

Beloved time in the afternoon begins

As my school age youngster bursts in with tales to tell

And a late night reminisce of that funny conversation we had over dinner...

Paul Coelho asks: What is Heaven? And Hell?

And 1060 comments later I add...

Heaven is an ever changing event trapped in the context of time, the day, the hour, a moment.

Watching my ten year old dance in the living room behind me is the current version of Heaven being shown me.

Feeling connected to loved ones is Heaven. And when am I not connected? Well that would be the other side of this illusion called Life and therefore Hell.

Loved Ones surround me in all forms and I genuinely feel as connected to trees and birds and stones and water and the stars as I do my daughter, family and friends.

Trees my sisters
Stones my companions
Birds my harbingers
Clouds my teachers
Water my comfort

To cast myself across the Earth’s verdant and goldenness…Heaven
To be trapped in a concrete city…Hell
To receive a kiss my angel..Heaven
To feel as close as can be in conversation…Heaven
To be isolated from the ones I love…My illusion of Hell

The Alchemy of Love

What say you dear reader?

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Love Letter to a Rainy Day

Thank you Dear One:

You are but one of many wonderful muses in my life these days.

I am the cake who likes the icing you are.

I breathe deep again

and in comes the life that is

always around me

Love.

Dare to dream what you want to manifest and WATCH it show up when you least expect it.

And remember to say Yes to the invitation.

there are many more
haikus to be born and tossed
to the wind and sea

inspired by new friendship
Fall's season before us all

4.1.6.06 Remembered

4.16.06

What do I seek for company while I wait

A length of peace to knot about my waist

A gentle reminder that I am not alone

And I always have me, my forever first home

The language that serves this rapport most completely

Is time spent gazing into the soul’s deep and endless seas

And Ecstasy offers herself for the taking at all hours

All offerings shared add to our collective powers

We agree to take forms

Designed to transform

Spinning a web of hope and childlike grace

With a fluid ease, intuitively at an unhurried natural pace

The gratitude that surrounds my heart space

A light, strong, comforting and sacred ivory lace

It is no illusion how much I love you

Beautiful Soul

Crisp is the clear blue sky

I will walk a mile or three inspite of the chill

For a heart filled with love

Makes for warmth anywhere.

How I would celebrate you today...

Time with you is nourshment of a divine kind...

Ah, to draw out your poet is my heart's joy

A dance of words today to precede the next dance

On an early morning walk

I was stopped

by the site of performance art

on free standing stone carved pillar

upon a silken web

dew gathered

and diamonds emerged

at the forks of many strands

diamond dust like a pearl necklace made the transparent

visible to mine naked eye

took my breathe away

the sight of God's presence and handiwork

sunday at the park...walking

all the blades of grass asked

the leaves whispered rumors

the little brown birds paused

all to wonder and watch

that girl reading as she walked

who managed not to trip herself

she's a funny thing, that she is

choosing so much solitude for one so filled with a desire for communion

surrounded by love in all forms

she breathes in the laughter of children

and blows back wishes of patience

for parents who wander a little weary

and prays for

...another year of grace

...another year of moonlight dancing

...another year of sweet health

...another year of music living in her veins

...another year of love finding her

...another year of finding moments to love back

...another year of being light

at the right

and perfect

moment