Remember your first day on the playground, how you felt when you met your first best friend? Two completely different souls from different backgrounds discover each other in the chaos, confusion and uncertainty of childhood, away from home and all that is understood. Two friends meet eyes and they just know they get each other. This is how the visual and performing arts interact every moment. To find your art soul you must remember your inner child.
Mother holds the hand of her child walking in the park
The flowers are blooming
Bakers are selling their creations
The band is playing, children let go of their mothers hands and run to the music and dance
The sidewalk is chalked by those compelled to express themselves
On such a fine spring afternoon
The tents house the artisans ware- paintings, sculptures, pottery, woven rugs, photos of far away places and faces
The gentle breeze moves across the grass and can be seen moving hair and clothing and flowers and clouds and swaying leaves
There is a swirling, stirring feeling rising up in the sum of all these parts
It is as a stream that flows, and all that step in are swimming in the same water
It is the music of the universe that flows inside all of our hearts
It compels us to express ourselves
Run, don’t walk
Don’t just stand there
Jump at the opportunities all around you
We are all just longing to get back to it, that place where magic exists, and dreams are birthed and hope rises us up and takes all our cares away.
This is the power of the visual and performing arts and of nature.
They take us back to when we can remember.
They tell the story of what happened when we grew up and what we experienced or heard about that moved us so much we had to create something to respond to it.
We must remember.
It is imperative that we do remember.
The stream is the same, the expressions are many.
It is up to you to step out of the shadows and jump into the stream.
Get carried away, let yourself go.
Listen to the music, express yourself.
Paint, write, sing, play,
Get back to your inner child!
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I make my moves, mistakes and all, in this game of life
On the fly, adjusting to the wind and the waves
They are torrential and monstrous
I am only human
Why do you want me to be more than you are
It makes no sense that I should be perfect
But I reach, and I try
I grasp and feel the power
I trip and split my flesh open
Darn it all
Why is every move I make
Measured and critiqued
While all I give is grace and forgiveness
Who is the fool and who’s the sage
Can we simply turn another page
For tomorrow may come
It may be too late
To fix what’s broken
I love you
Strive to trust,
To open your heart
I cannot carry the weight of all your fears
Nor can I cure you
I can only say this
I love you
I’m not going anywhere
I will stay right here until you can see
I love you
Know me
Trust me
Rest and feel secure
You are in me and I am in you
This is us
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Waking up to find a total eclipse of the sun
Its a strange feeling and there is no light to shine the way
A low frequency sound is running in the background
Everywhere I turn a foul wind blows
What once brought me comfort now is gone
What once I trusted now has turned
I travel in the dark seeking the source of this darkness
People are feeble and falling under the weight of their fears
I pick up my pace and start to run
Going by memory I race to the boulder by the sea
I climb the slippery rock coated in wet algae
Determined now, I am driven by an instinct that cannot be denied
And there my eyes see the culprit hovering above
He is blocking the sun with his massive scale covered armor
His talons stretch towards me as a threat, but I stand tall
“So its you again” I say, and he blurts his fiendish laughter
“I thought I killed you”, I say
“I exist wherever people let me exist”, he spurts sarcastically
I remember the golden rule, you cannot make anyone else believe
Nor can you cause them to see what you see
When people are blind they don’t even notice that the sun is eclipsed
They carry on in darkness, not even knowing what they’re missing
The true sun, the light of day never rises for the blind
But they don’t know any better, they just feel a little or a lot confused
But not for my people I think, I will not let them fall prey
“Ahhhhh”- I let out a long sign while I stare at the beast
His grin is consuming his face, he’s a cocky mother fucker
I spit on the ground in protest, he giggles profusely
I watch him in fascination, not in fear and he can sense it
Straight faced we have a stare down, showdown
I laugh my own fiendish laugh and he frowns
He knows when he’s pushed me too far, my old foe
He’s trying to make a comeback, he’s been bored with humanity
It is just too easy to spin their tops and he wants a challenge
I walk to the pile of rocks I stacked a long while ago and tear them down
They’ve been there on this boulder top since the last time we had a match
“I knew it was you, I can always see when you’re back in town” I say
He watches me dig, he knows what I will find when I get to the bottom
He shakes with anticipation which is a mixture of terror and excitement
“I’ll give you this one day, but when tomorrow comes you’re gonna wish you stayed away
from this town” I say as I reach the bottom and grip my glowing sword
I rise it high above my head and now I feel the power surging through my body
My heart connects to my weapon and I stare for one last moment into his eyes and say
“You’re gonna get it VASTATOR DRACO
They don’t call me Dragon Slayer for nothing”
Whoosh, he bellows his thunder, lighting, rain and gale force wind
I turn my back and climb back down the boulder and back home
He twitches, I’ve got him thinking now, Does she know something I don’t know
I giggle as I think to myself, Of course I do Sweetheart, I’m your mother.
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I awaken with a start, hearing a sound deep in my mind
It is the sound of horses pounding the ground while running
I am flying above them and I swoop down and soar beside them
Their nostrils flaring, and their breathing is forced and loud
I lift up into the sky and veer to the left and rise up high
I reach a current and soar with no effort
I let the wind carry me while I search the canyon
Below me the herd races on, consumed in a cloud of dust
My gaze takes me to the mountaintop, I follow the line
Diving I plummet towards a precipice and land there
Above it all now, the miles and miles of terrain stretch before me
Below me I see rivers and canyons, the cloud shadows dance
The air is warm and the smell is a mixture of dirt and wildflowers
I wait here now for whatever has awakened me
Gripping the rocks’ edge I scan far left to far right, below and above
Nothing catches my eye or draws me in
I slow my breathing and let go of the search
I know now it was not without but within
I close my eyes now with great anticipation
I can feel the wind slowly moving my body
My feathers ripple in the breeze
Slowly like an awakening I sense the object of my search is near
It rises up within my soul more tangible than the mountain
It is the stream within my soul ascending up inside me
Rushing waters tumbling and filling me up
I am the valley, I am the canyons, I am the horses running
Their is a river flowing in me and I welcome it
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So the wind is shifting and I know it
I can’t deny the inevitable
The time is coming and I can feel the blows of the storm coming
How much can any of us prepare for it
I know it’s going to hit and hit hard
It will devastate me
It will bring an end to an era
I will reflect and go on
But there will be yet another void
I must fill the emptiness with hope
A resolve to make everything count
So while I wait, I will not fret
My time will one day come as well
So I will live my life with all my heart
Not letting another decide where it goes
For when the day has come and the shades are drawn
The sun will rise again and it will set
It’s the time I spend while I’m here now
That will enable me to leave my mark
And so I will let it count for those who come behind
I want to show the way with no fear
No anger and no fight
Just with all my might I will tell
That I was here to show the way
To show the way while I can still see
Just love while you can still feel it
For tomorrow will come
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Two hearts collide and an electric current flows between them
They swirl around each other like planets orbiting the sun
Drawn to the light within and the heat that flows they fixate
Two sky divers jump into the air and fall fast
Tossed by currents and forces that separate
They run with the wind, against the wind and crab through it
Their eyes are fixated on meeting to grasp hands
Steadily they make their way while falling fast
Their hands grasp and the struggle is over
They spin through the air together until
They come so close to the ground and let go
For alone they must land upon the ground
They pull the lever and release their shoots
Suddenly they jerk upwards as the wind fills them up
Slowed down now they concentrate on landing
They toggle to the mark they desire to land on
Here comes the earth, faster, larger, speeding towards them
Feet hit the ground and they step onto the earth
Two lovers smile and turn to see they have landed safely
Invigorated, they feel alive and empowered
They walk towards each other and reach out
Grasping hands they know the force of life
They know the power of the struggle
They know they overcame it
They know they will jump again
They know the forces will be there
They know they will
Run with the wind, against the wind and crab through it
Their eyes will fixate on meeting to grasp hands
They will make their way to each other while falling fast
They will grasp hands and spin through the air together
But when they hit the ground they will find each others hands
They will walk in peace and sit under a large oak tree
They will picnic and nap and absorb each other
They are one heart and two minds
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Feet clenched, holding on tightly, balancing through the shifts in the wind, the bird hangs onto the wire. This is not a place to stay, only a quick vantage point to scout for food, to be safe above the commotion, but it is not a safe place.
Little woman, hiding in the shadows, never reaching the full light of day, holding on tightly, balancing thoughts that sway her emotions, trying to stay away from the commotion, but this is not a safe place.
Wings are folded that were meant for flying. Tattered by winds and rain, many storms this bird flew through, now resting on the wire, not a true rest, too much balancing and gripping and searching.
Little woman, ravaged by time and circumstances, soul was meant for soaring, but too much rain and wind, too many storms she has passed through, now resting in the shadows, not a true rest, too much balancing and gripping and searching.
Infused by an impulse of inspiration, the bird spreads its wings and lifts off of the wire and fly’s upward until it reaches a warm current and gently is carried through the air above the meadow, filled with wildflowers and warm sunlight. She lands among her kin, home at last.
Little woman is stirred by an impulse of inspiration and steps out of the shadows, heart pounding she steps into the light and is swept away into the warm breeze, fragrance of flowers, she closes her eyes and dances through the meadow, spinning round and around and when she stops she sees her kin walking towards her, home at last.
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What is this feeling that is consuming my heart? How is it I have not known it before in all my years and through all the tears of what was lost and never gained? It is arising within me like the sun coming up in my soul. It is flooding me and making me float. I had been traveling for so long and laid down in this dried up river bed last night to stare up at the stars, so bright, so luminous, so energizing. Somewhere in the night I fell into the deepest sleep, it was cleansing my mind and shutting off the valve of past rivers feeding my soul with their polluted waters. Now I have awakened, as the water has lifted me off the ground and is gently carrying me, and moving my body down the stream…. floating… being held….. mysteriously carried. Where did this water come from? How did this river awaken and come to me? From what source has it emerged?
Where is the fear that the unknown used to give me? Has it washed away? Are these waters too pure for fear? I am gently placed on a rock in the stream. I climb up and stare at where I came from, but I’ve come so far, and around so many curves, that I cannot see where I once was. The water breaks in front of me on the rock and rushes by me on either side and comes together beyond the rock. There is a song rising, I hear it. It is the sound of the waters breaking and the echoes on the mountains’ side coming to me and its rising in volume. I focus and the words are not a language but an etching on my heart… I feel them like a prayer, this prayer is becoming so intense that I cannot contain it anymore.
Here I am!!!…… I am here!!! You didn’t forget me, did you? You were always there, weren’t you?!!!! Thank you for not giving up on me, you knew I’d come to you! I am not afraid anymore, so let me drown in you, I know I will die, and then be resurrected into newness that I have never known. Come now, sweep me away, I don’t want to stand on solid ground, I know that I must lose control and yield to your power and your way. I’m ready, ready to drown in you, ready to die and be resurrected into you. For you only harm to heal, you only want to make me what I was born to be. So hurry and take my life now, let me be reborn into you, into these waters I will fall now, I will drown only to awaken brand new, leaving all the damage behind. Take me, take me all the way to the other side where I want to be. Take me all the way to the other side, where I long to be.
Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh…………………………………………………………………..sweep me off my feet
Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh…………………………………………………………………I am yours forever…
Ohhhhhhhhhh…………………………………………………..you are my maker, I in you, you in me..
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Here I am again, I’ve been traveling down this road for so long now, and once again another fork in the road.
What is this life other than a labyrinth that we must travel, at the end of which we leave this world.
I stand still in the middle of a quiet road and simply observe the roads that split off and wonder where each of them might lead to, and which one would be the best choice for me.
All in all, I have come to learn that there really is no wrong answer, there are simply better choices than others to make. Now I have only to step where my intuition is leading me so that I can maximize my energy and make something magical happen in my life. Yes, I want a magical mystery tour. I want to leave the mundane and predictable behind for good and walk right into a new realm.
So what is my heart saying? This is all I am listening for, some sort of cosmic answer is there if I can only hear it. I turn my face to the sky and slowly turn and look at the great blue expanse with the streams of thin clouds slowly moving by. An impulse rises up in me and I know that I will choose the road this time with the wind at my back. I have been traveling for so long against the wind by choice, now it is time to have the assistance of the wind as a friend, to make my steps lighter. I turn left and start to walk down a road that I have never seen before, that I have no idea where it will end up or even if it will lead to where I want to be. All I know is, I will see what I am looking for, I will focus on finding what my heart wants which will reveal itself to me in stages. This is very peaceful and I can already feel it.
Girl on a path
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If your soul has been uncovered from the years of clutter and darkness,
And your eyes are squinting as you walk out of the attic and out on the roof,
For the light as it shines so brightly in an unpolluted sky awakens your heart,
Then just take your time and sit on the roof and absorb the light.
It can be overwhelming and overstimulating, all that light, but just keep absorbing it, it will fuel your mind, heart, and soul, and you need strength for the journey.
Oh little one, I have something to share with you, something you don’t know, and I must explain to you.
You see, this is a night sky- that is the moon and the stars. They are not even the true light, they are only reflecting the light that is to come soon, it will burst across the horizon with colors you have not known, until the globe, which is the sun, rises to it’s place in the sky.
Don’t be alarmed at how intense the light will be, you will become accustomed to it. It will fill you with such energy to enable you to become strong. You will realize that you are stronger than most because you survived the darkness for so long. You will never take the light for granted, and it will become your friend. Sunrises and sunsets will be a daily celebration, and you will never live in darkness again.
Now take your broken wings and spread them into the moonlight, they need a good dusting off. Get ready, for the sun is coming any minute. Your heart may feel overwhelmed with anticipation, but don’t be afraid, this is for you. It is your time to fly, your time. All that was lost, or never gained, does not matter. It is your time now, time to heal, time to grow, time to be strong.
And you will not know what’s coming day by day, don’t try to plan it or force it, just ride the gentle breeze and let it take you where it wants to. For you are not the master of your destiny, but you must find it. And you will find it at your own pace. The universe has turned its eye towards you and declared that your time of testing has been completed. Nothing else matters, just trust.
And if you should stumble and fall, you will not hit the ground hard, rather you will land softly and learn the path that stretches out before you moment by moment. Because your heart is pure, you will be rewarded for all the hard work you did in the darkness, remaining faithful, sometimes making the worse mistakes and splatting on the ground and breaking your bones. But you were never alone, and there is no shame in stumbling in the dark. You did not choose the darkness, it was chosen for you. But it’s over now.
Shhhh— no more talking, here it comes- here comes the sun….
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If you happen to wake up and realize that your shell is cracking and little shoots are growing out of the cracks, then just Be, and bloom where you are planted. Unless a seed falls to the ground and dies, it cannot bear fruit.
Be fruitful and multiply, It’s your birthright. Wherever you started is immaterial, but where you want to go is all that matters. When your time comes and you blow away into the air, when you get caught in the swirling winds that carry you far from where you became, don’t be afraid, fly with abandonment. Ride the current as far as it will take you and when you land, you will experience a long dark time until suddenly you wake up and find a crack in your shell. And then, just bloom where you are planted.
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When I think I have yielded all I can, something happens, and I realize I must yield again. What does this mean? If yielding means to give way to arguments, demands, or pressure, then have I chosen wisely? Life will always give us unexpected blows. We will also see them coming and deny they are a reality, but the blow comes anyway. So whats inside of me that causes me to yield? And I think it has taken me a long hard road of blows to finally understand, that many of my yielding moments were incorrect. In fact, many of those choices I had when facing arguments, demands or pressure, actually could have led me down a different path had I made different choices.
As I remember some of these times of choosing to yield, I am still heartened by the inner knowledge that I am a fighter, I do still remain, I have not totally disappeared. But as in some sort of hypnotic trance, many a time I allowed myself to be led, led by well meaning people, or those with the worst intent. The why’s don’t seem to have clear answers, and so I will not keep asking that question. But I can feel the memories of the times I quit, quit believing my thoughts were right and trusting someone else’s was more correct. Where does the desire for understanding and knowledge of the new or unknown give way to my own opinion? Perhaps I was not fully convinced about my own opinions. I have for so long witnessed the most cruel and sad hardships brought upon myself or others because someone in charge or bigger than me or more powerful thought their thoughts were the only correct thoughts. To even speak my own thoughts or opinions would result in sometimes the severest of punishments or scorn that my sensitive soul could not bear up under. And even the times I fought, I was forced to yield. I guess that is why I learned to fight so hard when I did believe my thoughts were right. For those times when I won, I am also truly grateful. However, knowing what I know now, I would not need to fight the same way at all.
Decade after decade it seemed the few ones I needed or wanted approval from denied it to me, and even the few that surrounded me and propped me up could not erase the pain of that kind of suffering. What if I had just became callous and did not feel so deeply? Then I am sure the artist in me would have been bland. If I were a more clinical human who led with their mind, not their heart, then I would have been safer and perhaps have gotten further in my life by now, playing the game, watching for opportunities, and grasping them without fear. But I care too much, I feel too deeply, and that is not possible for someone like me. Until now.
When an ax takes to the tree trunk, so many blows happen before the tree even budges. Blow after blow occurs, and then there is that moment when the weight of the tree is too much for whats left of its trunk circumference, and then the loud crack pierces the atmosphere, and timber, she falls to her death. All that time, not a word did the tree speak, she stood tall and took the blows until one last blow occurred that was the last she could take. All those years of history she spent growing in one place, all those seasons of too much rain, or too little, all the storms and harsh winters and the tree stretched it’s mighty branches reaching towards the sun. Many animals and birds lived in those branches, their homes were there, and in the heat of summer the tree provided shade for the weary traveler.
But now the tree will take on its new life, no longer living as we know life, but instead providing perhaps wood for a fire to warm people, its timber now transformed by a master carpenter into tables, chairs, cutting boards, mantles and more. No longer a prisoner to the one spot it had ever known, the tree now lives its new life in homes, on boats, framing the family photos or masterpieces. For a moment, the tree thought it was dead, but instead it was liberated blow by blow and now has new purpose. Besides many other trees exist from her seeds now growing and reaching for the sky.
And me? Once again I remember that I will not be guided by the one who pushes me or the one who pulls me, but by my own intuition which I now trust. The funny thing about trusting your own intuition, is that everything seems clearer and there is no anxiety in trust. Anxiousness is a passion killer, it also blocks cognitive thinking. And after all, when you come to know and trust your inner voice, then you no longer worry about judgement and you simply do not judge anyone else for theirs. You are free to continue your quest for knowledge and understanding without worry that in the meantime you are wrong or missing something.
Yes, waking up is hard to do. It takes courage to challenge your own thinking and it takes stillness to hear your own inner voice. No matter where we came from, or how long we have been here, I am sure we all will keep on diving deeper into our own souls and learning more, it’s a bottomless pit. There is no end to the learning we may acquire for our souls are mini universes. Oh to go where no man has gone before! Beam me up, let me see why I am here! Let me reach the highest height I can obtain while it is still my time on earth.
And finally, for better or for worse, I am thankful for all my teachers along the way. The harsh ones and the kind ones. I have learned from so many, even just by observation. Sometimes it is sad when a relationship is over that was mixed with both kindness and harshness because there is still gratitude for the time spent. There are times and seasons and lessons to be grateful for, but you must stay on your path. But now, only kindness will prevail. It is how I want to give, and how I want to receive knowledge and wisdom. Kindness is the best teacher, it comes from love, and love always wins in the end.
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