and our planet is just another particle in an Ocean of Space…
then boy, do we have a heck of a lot more evolving to do!
Let us be more like Trees!
So unmistakably connected to the Earth and Sky,
they ground Light into the material plane
and as a WASTE PRODUCT produce Life-Giving Air
~ Prana ~
What a wonderful Energy-exchange!
(I wouldn’t mind Working It day-in/day-out if what I produced was that inspiring! Although what I currently get paid to write during the day satisfies one’s needs, it doesn’t seem to fulfill this One’s Desires…)
One must take the time to Truly Inhabit The 3-Dimensional Spacesuit though.
When you don’t…
The Body languishes,
Heart connections are cold
The Mind is loose,
and Energy leaks out of you like a bleeding mother fucker.
How does one Incarnate?
It is a deeply personal quest and noBody else can know but You.
But for this Body,
Alone-Time is VITAL.
(Preferably before the Sun and the Little Ray of Light rises. <3)
Tune in to the Silence.
Drop in to the Void.
And this is what I write about in the evenings…
Like a Tree,
I Take In
all that is,
and could be
of Every Moment, of every day
and with these words
I ripple out my Best Desires for All into Sacred Space.
Some nights are steamier than others…
the mist rises
like my bare chest
as I try to make Beauty of it All,
even in Pain.