Friday, September 30, 2011

The Mongolian Creation Myth – A Story of Love


The wild dog with his courage and strength, the doe with her gentleness, intuition and elegance. Hunter and hunted meet and love each other. According to the laws of nature, one should destroy the other, but in love there is neither good nor evil; there is neither construction nor destruction; there is merely movement. And love changes the laws of nature.

In the steppes where I come from, the wild dog is seen as a feminine creature. Sensitive, capable of hunting because he has honed his instincts, but timid too. He does not use brute force, but strategy. Courageous, cautious and quick, he can change in a second from a state of complete relaxation to the tension he needs to pounce on his prey. The doe deer has the male attributes of speed and an understanding of the earth.


The two travel along together in their symbolic worlds, two impossibilities who have found each other and, because they overcome their own natures and their barriers, they make the world possible too.


Out of two different natures Love is born. In contradiction, Love grows in strength. In confrontation and transformation, Love is preserved.


In the Mongolian creation myth, doe and wild dog come together. Two beings with very different natures: in the wild, the dog would normally kill the deer for food. In the Mongolian myth, they both understand that they each need the qualities of the other if they are to survive in a hostile world and that they should, therefore join forces.

(Tengri Culture)



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WE ARE MADE TO PERSIST


At one point during the day I was feeling off... Mentally, I felt a certain imbalance, there was heaviness in my mind. Physically, I felt nauseus, there was a pain traveling through my whole body, and I was agitated. I was annoyed by the sounds around me, they were all magnified for some reason. My heart was beating so fast. Emotionally, I was low, and wanted to cry buckets of tears. I saw no reason for this to happen too, I was perfectly fine and in high spirits before this.

I tried to read to calm my nerves, and that didn't work. Tried to sing and dance, and do jumping jacks, that didn't work too, I tried Chinese ointments, drank a glass of warm water, and then I did some breathing exercises. That didn't work either, which made the sensation even worse because on top of what I was feeling, was the weariness and worry of not knowing what else to do about it.

So I decided to go for a walk outside and took off my sandals, walked barefoot on the grass. I sat on a chair with my feet still on the earth. I cleared my mind by imagining a huge block of ice inside my head, melting, flowing down my body , down my feet to ground. While I was thinking about that I started saying "I love you" over and over again, silently, to the world around me, and the world inside me. I felt a bit relieved, but not entirely. When I went home, I tried to do another thing, I got a lil basin, poured warm water and sprinkled some bath salts that my sister made. I soaked my feet for about ten minutes and then a warm shower followed. After that I lay down and closed my eyes. I didn't sleep. I just closed my eyes.

As I did that I realized that not for once did I complain to anyone about what was happening to me. A couple of years ago I would have lashed out, or redirected my anxiety to the people who surrounded me, family or friend, and had them join in my misery. I realized that I no longer found the need to find someone who would commiserate with what I was going through. And in that moment - I felt it all go away... The burden inside was gone. And all that was left was a smile.

I am sharing this with you because as ordinary an event as it may seem, I consider it a significant moment in my life, a milestone...because in a time when I thought I knew myself so well I was shown a deeper side of my soul. I learned that I am not just capable of confronting my shadows. I am capable of enduring them-- on my own. The shadows are there for a reason, to point us to a truth about us that we might have ignored, or we are unaware of, that will only be revealed through persistence.

A wise man once said "We are made to persist -- that is how we find out who we are." -- and he was right. We ARE made to persist. We must keep trying for no other reason but that we CAN. There is no dead end, no limit to what the soul can endure. 


Thursday, September 29, 2011

A WAVE OF LOVE : Aid for the Victims of Typhoon Nesat 2011


I am sending this out to those who are willing to help bring aid to the victims of Typhoon Nesat. 

Typhoon Nesat  or "Pedring" was the most powerful tropical cyclone to directly impact the Philippines this year, killing at least 39 people last Tuesday September 27, 2011. It is the 17th named storm, the 11th severe tropical storm, the 8th typhoon and overall, the 30th tropical cyclone to be monitored by the Japan Meteorological Agency during the year. Nesat came exactly two years after Typhoon Ketsana made landfall in the Philippines as the most devastating typhoon in the 2009 Pacific typhoon season with a damage of $1.09 billion and 747 fatalities (Source: Wikipedia)

Widespread relief efforts started to mobilize from both government and private organizations since the day the typhoon hit, but there are still thousands of families of various cities stuck in evacuation centers all over the worst hit areas of Luzon. Some, believe it or not, are still trapped on their rooftops, waiting to be rescued.

Your help will truly be appreciated. I believe in my heart that each of us, no matter how small the effort can make a huge difference to the lives of our brothers and sisters in need. 




HOW YOU CAN HELP

You can help by sending any of the following items: 

* Food (Canned food, biscuits, rice, ramen... 
those that will last longer)

* Clothing items, Blankets, Mats 

* Hygiene products

* Medicines and medical equipment 

* Other items that will be helpful to the beneficiaries 


Please send your donations to:

Juno Cristi
P.O. Box 1107
Quezon City Central Post Office
NIA Road, Diliman, 1100 Q.C. 
Philippines




Note: Kindly give me your e-mail address along with your donation so I can let you know that I received them. I will also provide detailed information on where the items are distributed. 
Will  deliver them to the victims personally along with my family and other volunteers.

If you have any questions kindly send an e-mail to junocristi@gmail.com

Photo Sources: www.time.com, www.ibtimes.com & AFP Noel Celis

Wednesday, September 28, 2011

Prayers Needed for the Philippines & Nearby Countries. May Our Hearts Melt This Storm.


Praying that Nalgae, the second typhoon, weakens and the that the rain be redirected to a place that needs it. I hope you join me in this prayer tonight. At this point it has not made landfall, and already a Cat 2 storm. 

The Philippines is still recovering from Nesat. China and nearby countries are also feeling the surge of these recent storms. May our hearts hug and melt this storm. I believe in miracles. 

One Love! ♥


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"We are not alone, the world is changing..." (by Paulo Coelho)




We are not alone, the world is changing, and we are part of the transformation. The angels guide and protect us. Despite all the injustice in the world, and despite the things that happen to us that we feel we don't deserve, and despite the fact that sometimes we feel incapable of changing what is wrong with people, and with the world, and despite all the Grand Inquisitors arguments---LOVE is even stronger, and it will help us to grow. Only then will we be able to understand the stars and the miracles.


  


 ~ "The Valkyries" by Paulo Coelho


(In celebration of the Feast Day of St. Michael, St. Raphael & St. Gabriel )






ALL THINGS CONNECT


Humankind has not woven the web of life.
We are but one thread within it.
Whatever we do to the web, we do to ourselves.
All things are bound together.
All things connect.

~ Chief Seattle, 1854


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Grateful


I am grateful for those who love me, they light up my path, and give me warmth to endure the coldest nights. I am grateful for those who hurt me, for teaching me how to be strong in this journey. And I am grateful for those who leave me, for clearing the path for what is meant to come.


Monday, September 26, 2011

I Hope You Find Your Dream


In a time when it is easy to get lost in a crowd of dreams, I hope you find your true dream, if it doesn't find you, because it is searching for you too. I hope it leads you back to your soul, and I hope it gives you your true voice. I hope you turn it into a song... so the whole world can hear it.

Sunday, September 25, 2011

LOVE WILL LIFT US UP


Love will lift us up. It will take a huge effort from the collective, a lot of fine tuning and testing the orchestra, for balance, for awareness, and it's capacity to hear the music. It will take harmony, of souls, a celebration of similarities, and the acceptance of differences. It will take understanding, and a lot of adjustments in both will and perspective. It only seems chaotic now but it's the universe' way of shaping itself, throwing lessons for all to learn to respond, adapt and overcome, and evolve simultaneously, because there is no other way, we need to evolve. So hang in there. It's intense , but remember this, we are not alone... We are all-ONE. We all have each other, and this is what will make it all worth it. Have faith in the power of the collective. Have faith in the power of one. Love will lift us up.


Saturday, September 24, 2011

FALLING & RISING


Exactly one year ago, on this very day and hour I met an accident, I fell from the stairs while I was moving to my new house. The ligament tear on my right knee left me paralyzed for 2 months. 

The whole time I was bed-ridden, I did nothing else but write. I wrote twice more than what I used to write in a day. I just had to write for my wellness and sanity. The more I wrote, the more I was driven to recover. The doctors said it would take about 6 months for me to be able to walk straight. 

I immersed myself in prayer, and meditation, and poured my heart out through my writing. I did all that I can to clear my mind of worry and resentment and fill my heart with all the loving feedback of my readers, and the care and support of my family. 

In mid November, I was able to walk again. Not only was I able to create thousands of verses, I healed myself too. I felt a new sense of peace, I became more at ease with solitude, something I have always feared in life, on top of physical pain. 

It is important for all of us to realize that we can transform our biggest fears into our strengths, if we have faith and hope in ourselves, we can turn anything into our redemption.






Do not fall for revenge. Be the change that you wish to see in this world (by Max Igan)


It's so important for people to let go of everything that's happened in the past. Release their grip on all of their negative emotions that they're holding on to, or of the revenge that they'd like to carry out against other people. Realize that everyone that they perceive to have wronged them has done so simply because of the perception they have of reality, and holding onto that, and wishing to do harm to them as an act of retribution simply compounds the problem.

When you seek to carry out an act of revenge against someone all you are really saying is --"It's okay for you to mess up my life because now I'm going to mess up your life."-- You do exactly what was done to you. You become that which you hate. You become that which you felt so bad about when it was inflicted upon you. Yet you are so willing to inflict it upon someone else when in fact the act of doing so only serves to validate the action of the person who wronged you. The trick is to lead by example, to be the change you wish to see in the world.

 


BEAUTIFUL SHADOW (A Poem)


I find beauty
In  everything
Even in the sadness
That I feel
For it is this sadness
That keeps alive
My longing
For a soul whose heart
I have touched
and has touched mine
It is in this sadness
That I make up
A constant sound
that resonates
In the womb of the Earth
Echoing, reverberating
A melody divine.







3.17.11

THE RECLUSE



There will be days when the warrior will need to retreat to his not so distant sea, not to hide or escape from the world and its complexities, but to confront the raging tides that he has knowingly or unknowingly summoned in his journey. Gradually he becomes aware of what he attracted into his life. He knows he is responsible for these course of events. He knows that this will pass. He embraces this momentary recluse. He does not find any need to invite people into his turmoil but he will accept the hand that reaches out to guide him through, without holding it accountable for any forthcoming challenges. He has faith in his journey. He will ride along with the raging waters, because he knows that these are the same waters that will lead him back to shore.

Art by Daniel Lundkvist

Friday, September 23, 2011

When It's Time


I've always wondered if much of the tension in this world is caused by so many of us trying to interpret the mysteries that I feel should be left the way they are -- To surrender to the unknown, to respect the Law of the Universe, and the course of events as they occur brings me more peace of mind than any video, book or documentary I've seen so far. Grey hair doesn't grow from our heads because we expected them, but because it is time. The sun doesn't shine or set because we predicted it, but because it is time, and in the end, death will not come knocking on our doors because we called for it, but because it is time.



Chaos Never Stopped Nature From Becoming


Chaos never stopped Nature from becoming, because it knows that chaos is part of its grand design. The flowers will not stop blooming when the butterflies are gone, because the bees will be there to share its gifts. When the bees are gone, there will be other creatures to keep them company. Nature does not worry... It adapts, it flows with life, it is not afraid, because it knows that everything changes and passes, everything that leaves this world, will return to this world too. 

Thursday, September 22, 2011

No Time Is Ever Wasted When Spent In Happy Places


Recently I saw my 5 yr old daughter picking up the phone and say "I need to call Sofie" (her best friend) I asked her why, and she goes "Because I know her number, and I know how to dial it!" When she reaches Sofie, they start talking about things that absolutely made no sense like "Can you make this sound? toink!" or "Can you guess what I'm doing?" or "My dog is barking loud."... I saw her eyes sparkle with excitement, she was laughing, she was so happy. They call each other all the time, and all the time all they do is say silly things and laugh at each other.

It's true -- a lot of times, we hold back from reaching out to each other because we're afraid of what the other person will say or think, or we are convinced we have better and more important things to do. A lot of times we will not connect with people unless we need them , unless they can do something for us . How many times do we say, "I'm seeing a friend today because I can", or "I'm calling my dad because I just feel like calling him" ? We hold back doing the things that bring us joy, even if we are capable of doing them -- because we are always looking for reasons.

No time is ever wasted when spent in happy places. Take away reason and inhibition and we'll find ourselves in the same place ... just like these little girls --- Living, laughing, and loving.


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IN A SACRED PLACE (A Poem)


I hope you hear the sound of waves from different oceans, 
 find the strength to walk on roads you have not walked on, 
feel a different air on your skin, 
open doors you've never seen.

I hope you meet new faces and see new sunsets
Walk on foot and travel free
I hope you flow outward like the river meeting the sea,
I hope you see the winds of change blowing fiercely in your land
and let it carry you away from where you stand,
away from your fears, and the blinding comfort of your earthly pleasures.
I hope you find the heart to seek new treasures


I hope you never give up on life's little surprises,
for it is the little surprises that keep you moving, and evolving,
and becoming....
It is the little surprises that let you catch a glimpse of my spirit ,
when you realize that wherever your heart goes I am in it
Always...

In a sacred place
Where time dissolves, where space dissolves,
What is left is you and me.
We are eternity.


5:40 AM




Photo by Lemmy X

The Gift


We will all be given gifts, and when I try to understand mine I only lead myself in circles. And so I decided to stop trying to understand, and start accepting it, and let it flow, as it should, to me, and through me.There is no point repeating the age old questions how and why. There comes a point where we just need to let it happen, and once we do that, we become who we are, we become the gift.

A BEAUTIFUL MYSTERY (A Poem)


I remember the day
I found you again
It was the fire in your eyes
That gave you away
Without question or doubt
I was drawn to you
And you to me
For who can deny
A thousand year flame?
A love that speaks
Through word and song
And moves through the wind,
And the trees...
And here we are standing
In the middle of eternity
Where everything belongs,
Gazing at each other
From what seems to be
Two ends and two beginnings
Two points
Colliding spiraling
Into nothing and everything...
And whilst in solace
We are merging
Transforming
Light to Dark.... Dark to Light
Clashing and touching
The skies....
Souls that dance
From the beating of burning hearts
And soon we are becoming
Every word we speak
Every world we meet
Every moon
And every sun
Blinding the darkness of our souls
As we repent for
The spaces we did not fill
And the candles we never burned
In colder nights...
We make amends with yesterday
By seeing who we are today
Through our eyes
We are aware
The future is alive today
For it is now that we can see
Who I Am to You
And who You Are to Me
We Are
The Spark of Divinity
We Are

A Beautiful Mystery

Wednesday, September 21, 2011

I'm Alive Again


For almost 11 years working on graveyard shift I lived under the illusion that in order to live life to its fullest I had to sacrifice my simple pleasures. I had little or no sleep, lived in my corner office and hardly ever saw my daughter. I'm glad I gave myself a chance to experience this illusion, because having lost all my connection to the heart I realized how much sleep, the sun, and my daughter's eyes mean to me -- they are my greatest pleasures.

Someone in me may have died recently, but someone else lived to tell it today.

I'm alive again.


Remembering What I Came Here For


Despite the hardships of everyday life: health and financial crisis, episodes of loneliness, mood swings, news on political unrest, news about socio-economic crisis and catastrophic world events -- despite it all I remind myself constantly that I didn't come here to avoid them, they are part of life. I came here to be heard, and to be read, help others and heal my inner wounds as I share my experiences all baked in my poetry. 

My soul has grown since I started writing. I am grateful for this experience, and for remembering one of my reasons for coming here ... Because of this I've learned to view the Universe and all its challenges with kinder eyes. In turn the Universe has been kinder to me, and I am able to see miracles I never used to see. There are days when it showers me with unbelievably amazing gifts. The kind of surprise that washes away all my doubts and help me relinquish my faith in Myself, Our blessed Father, and Mother. Signs that speak to me loud and clear--  telling me to keep doing what I'm doing, and to keep doing what I love to do most. 

Today is one of those days. 

And so here I am, doing what I'm doing, for no other reason but that this is what I came here for, and for as long as the words flow through my heart, I will be here, doing what I love to do most. 

Thank you for reading me. 

Monday, September 19, 2011

Perfect Company (A Poem)


The air
the song
and the tree,
I am in perfect company


~ o ~


Art by Nidhi Chanani

Sunday, September 18, 2011

ALEPH by Paulo Coelho (Now in the Philippines)



Found out today that I have conjunctivitis, but that didn't stop me from getting the book I have been waiting to read, 'Aleph' by Paulo Coelho has landed on Philippine Soil... I'm a super happy geek! Review out soon  ! :)

A TEAR & A SMILE (A Poem by Kahlil Gibran)



I would not exchange the sorrows of my heart
for the joys of the multitude.
And I would not have the tears that sadness makes
to flow from my every part turn into laughter.
I would that my life remain a tear and a smile.
A tear to purify my heart and give me understanding
of life's secrets and hidden things. 
A smile to draw me nigh to the sons of my kind and
to be a symbol of my glorification of the gods.
A tear to unite me with those of broken heart;
a smile to be a sign of my joy in existence.
I would rather that I died in yearning and longing than
that I live weary and despairing.
I want the hunger for love and beauty to be in the
depths of my spirit,for I have seen those who are
satisfied the most wretched of people.
I have heard the sigh of those in yearning and longing,
and it is sweeter than the sweetest melody.
With evening's coming the flower folds her petals
and sleeps, embracingher longing.
At morning's approach she opens her lips to meet
the sun's kiss.
The life of a flower is longing and fulfilment.
A tear and a smile.
The waters of the sea become vapor and rise and come
together and area cloud.
And the cloud floats above the hills and valleys
until it meets the gentle breeze, then falls weeping
to the fields and joins with brooks and rivers to return
to the sea, its home.
The life of clouds is a parting and a meeting.
A tear and a smile.
And so does the spirit become separated from
the greater spirit to move in the world of matter
and pass as a cloud over the mountain of sorrow
and the plains of joy to meet the breeze of death
and return whence it came.
To the ocean of Love and Beauty... to God.


~ o ~



Photo by Cris Ortega


SMILE!


You're going to see a lot of blank faces, wherever you go. 
Just smile at them. 
They might not smile back,
 smile at them anyway!





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Friday, September 16, 2011

It's OK to feel lost and confused.




It's OK to feel lost and confused. 
This tension, this longing for answers can only awaken you 
when you have wandered off, 
away from your true self, so you may start walking back home to your soul.



Photo by Wildscapes Pro

If you are ever down, just look at this picture...


 Look closely. There is a message for you that says:




YOU ARE NOT ALONE. ♥

Thursday, September 15, 2011

ITHACA (A Poem) by Constantine P. Cavafy




When you set out on your journey to Ithaca, 
pray that the road is long,
full of adventure, full of knowledge.
The Lestrygonians and the Cyclops,
the angry Poseidon -- do not fear them:
You will never find such as these on your path,
if your thoughts remain lofty, if a fine
emotion touches your spirit and your body.
The Lestrygonians and the Cyclops,
the fierce Poseidon you will never encounter,
if you do not carry them within your soul,
if your soul does not set them up before you.

Pray that the road is long.
That the summer mornings are many, when,
with such pleasure, with such joy
you will enter ports seen for the first time;
stop at Phoenician markets,
and purchase fine merchandise,
mother-of-pearl and coral, amber and ebony,
and sensual perfumes of all kinds,
as many sensual perfumes as you can;
visit many Egyptian cities,
to learn and learn from scholars.

Always keep Ithaca in your mind.
To arrive there is your ultimate goal.
But do not hurry the voyage at all.
It is better to let it last for many years;
and to anchor at the island when you are old,
rich with all you have gained on the way,
not expecting that Ithaca will offer you riches.

Ithaca has given you the beautiful voyage.
Without her you would have never set out on the road.
She has nothing more to give you.

And if you find her poor, Ithaca has not deceived you.
Wise as you have become, with so much experience,
you must already have understood what Ithacas mean.





~ Constantine P. Cavafy (1911)

Wednesday, September 14, 2011

Love is My Strength


Love is my strength . It always has been and always will be. I may have a few heartaches and suffer a few times along the way but only because I forget what love is, along the way--- love is unconditional, love is eternal. It perseveres... Somewhere somehow, the universe always finds a way to awaken my faith in it, and it is through this faith in this love that I clear the roadblocks, allowing my destiny to unfold. Love is my strength. It always has been and always will be.



The Beauty of Solitude


Solitude always opens new windows of learning for me. The view is quite interesting, because even though I am viewing from the outside looking in, I do not sense exclusion, or loneliness. In fact there is a great sense of clarity and freedom in allowing the silence to manifest. I gain new levels of strength and understanding by simply observing my life. With inner strength nothing can shake me, I am at peace, I am grounded, I am one with the earth and whole again, ready to watch my path unfold. The road awaits, once again.


Friday, September 9, 2011

TRUE ABUNDANCE (From The Heart Of An Island Girl)





I live in a country made up of 7,107 islands. Although we have been hailed a 'tropical paradise', or named the 'pearl of the orient' many of you may not be aware that here, it rains almost the entire year save for the 3 summer months (March to May). We are hit by typhoons at an average rate of 19 times per year, recently it increased to 25 a year.  Because the Philippines is part of the Pacific Ring of Fire - earthquakes occur almost every hour, some say every minute, but only the strongest can be felt. 

We have 141 native languages. A third of our population falls below the poverty line which means  living off on about one dollar (or less) a day, enough to feed the whole family no matter how large.  It also means that a huge portion of the population do not have healthcare or insurance, do not use credit cards, do not eat in restaurants, do not use disposable diapers for their babies, paper towels, cleaning aids, toiletries, air conditioning,  and other creature comforts that the middle and upper class would enjoy.  I say upper and middle class because we are a third world country and in every third world country there is always a huge gap between the haves and the have nots. The average minimum wage for every worker in highly developed cities falls at  $200 USD per month less government taxes which gives you an idea of the limited spending there is for those who are not making much.Only about a fourth of the population would afford a car the rest would either ride a bus or jeepney, or walk to their destinations. There is widespread corruption that is being dealt with, every year, it never changes.

This is our reality.

Despite our differences, despite the cultural diversity, despite natural calamities, despite poverty and lack of education... despite all these  many wonder how our folks are predominantly warm and friendly, how almost everyone has a joke to tell, how children, who are left to roam the streets and have nothing on their stomachs could smile all day, swim and frolick in the flood waters.

I wonder about it too sometimes. 

All I know is this-- We are one when it comes to preserving family ties, family is very important... respect for elders is very important...wildlife and nature is very important...faith is very important.... ancient traditions and hospitality or receiving guests is very important...community work and helping each other is very important, the love for music, singing and dancing, cooking and sharing food... and lastly...  LAUGHTER is very important. 

I think it is this spirit of togetherness and fun that has kept our nation strong in all these years and with this strength comes the innovation and ingenuity of our people. We have very little, but we make do in many ways. Life is simple, more simple than many other countries, and when life is simple, we live closer to the heart.  

Recently, we experienced an economy boost, because of investments from all over the world, lead by the US Europe and the Asia Pacific Region, mostly banking on our customer service skills... Call centers began to build up like mushrooms, and with more business came the rise of malls, and many other establishments that piggyback on the rise of this industry luring many of our young ones from the rural areas to come to the cities for the promise of a better life, to so-called sophistication and consumerism... not really knowing that they are coming to the promise of debt. 

I should be happy to see that more people are 'moving up' in their economic life, and are able to feed their families, with supermarket stuff... but it worries me. When all the provinces lush with natural resources are left behind who will be left to tend to the fields and farms? I am not against globalization, I'm actually for it...I'm all for connecting with the world, I'm all for change -- but the healthy change, the change that empowers all people to reach their potentials and uplift their lives while  uplifting the lives of others and improving the conditions of the world they live in.

I still wonder what all this change will eventually do to our spirit as a nation....

When life was simpler, the air was cleaner, and less cildren were getting sick. Now almost every child, including mine, has asthma or suffer regularly from respiratory illnesses among many other new illnesses.  It didn't use to be like this out here. Many years ago people can go for a swim in Manila Bay, now, people only go there to walk ,  throw waste , or take waste out when the waters become too toxic.

I can go on with my rant... but I guess my point is... there is so much work to do out here to try to convince people that we were living OK without much 'stuff'. Nature has given us everything we needed, and it always will...but it takes heart to accept it and the courage let go of all preconceived notions of abundance... True abundance lies in the spirit of the earth that lives around us, and within us. 

I remember a line by environmentalist John Francis: "We are the environment, and if we are the environment all we need to do is look around us and see how we treat ourselves and how we treat each other " 

Right now, this is pretty much what I hope to see happening among us:

For us to realize that  above all things, above money, or fame, or status quo, LOVE and COMPASSION, are the beauty and strength and the pillars of our nations...  For us to start looking closely at nature and ourselves. For us to understand that being with the family is abundance, freedom is abundance, health is abundance, sharing and togetherness is abundance, living, laughing, and LOVING is true abundance... 

So to whoever gets to read this, I hope I made this happen. 






Juno 


1:11

Thursday, September 8, 2011

My Love Stands Patiently Like A Tree (A Poem)


My Love stands
Patiently
Like a tree that waits to be kissed
By the rays of your sun
Or to be touched
By the Light
Of your glowing moon
I am here
To cherish all that you bring
I shed my leaves in your Winter
And grow them back in your Spring



6:44




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THE SEARCH (A Poem)




 
There is only one thing
That we are
In constant search of
Today
And everyday
 It cannot be spoken
Or written
It travels with the wind
It lives in Light
It cries
In the Darkest of Nights
Like an ailing bird
Whose wings are clipped
By the claws of its brothers
Waiting for its soul to
Wander off
In mirages
And lose itself
In its own shadows
Without the sun within
There is blindness
Flight capsizes
And spirits cease to move
Without Hope
Without Faith
It lingers somewhere
In distant lands
It is motionless
Yet in search of the answer

But it is not there