Poetry for Ascension

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A simple response is potent when delivered from the heart. It creates a womb, inclusive, from which all things grow.

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I am responsible for the well-being of my own beauty residing in my heart.

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"In the shelter of each other, the people live."

-- Gaelic Proverb

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Only we can decide for ourselves when

we are no longer willing to live in fear

An undeveloped courage

Does not mean it cannot rise

It gives to us adventure

A portal in disguise

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Express, Experience, Enjoy your self...

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Choose a heart vibration

that speaks of the divine

frequencies of nature

that open up the mind

Deeply they remind us

to live outside of time

so we may see what matters

in the middle of our spine

Tap, tap, tap i see you!

says the heart inside the mind

I am here to lead you

so do not be surprised

What matters is to be you

in every space and time

together we will notice

together we will rise!

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I can't stop loving you

Please don't ask me to

It makes me small

I cannot be small

Anymore

Please don't ask me to

I love you

I am you

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If I had but one life to live, I would live as me inside all others

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"Who you truly are" is capable of moving through anything no matter how impossible it may seem on the surface

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Do you open or close the heart of another?

Do you open or close your heart to yourself?

This is love.

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What matters at the end of the day is how i know myself; how have I treated others, as myself, and what behaviors are most becoming to me going forward.

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The depth of who we are as human beings can be seen by how we love ourselves and another. For it is through this connection, this reflection, we concede to infinity.

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Feel inside your body

feel a love bestowed

openly acknowledge

everything you know

If only for a moment

believe in something bold

self-allowing purpose

from the belly of your soul

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Is your life a journey or a game?

How about adventure...

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There is gold inside your body

called "i am here in love"

carefully uncover it

until you feel renewed

Express it without worry

as others have it too!

an open invitation

a delicious point of view

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We can't change anything until we take responsibility inside ourselves for everything, be it discomfort or that brilliant ray of hope defined by you.

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We are constantly expanding and expressing, constantly

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We, as humanity, discovered we had created a limiting consciousness. We are now walking out of that limitation in a very new skin. Be patient with yourself and others. Everyone is needed.

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walk gently

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If you have to love somebody, love your body first

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I think i will be with her

the her i see in me

graciously embracing

something i can breathe

The he in me entices

the her i seem to be

combining both is natural

a part of human being

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Imagine the ocean of awareness available to us if we all came together!

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Solitude and truth may be warming to the soul

but the heart of every soul is so much warmer

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It takes a lot more courage to live well with the people you love than to live silently alone without them

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... it's time to lighten up

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i am everywhere

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unchecked awareness is all you will ever need

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The body and the mind cannot conceive of what the heart already knows, although they can feel it when exposed

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The ultimate challenge is to purpose ourselves through the Universe when nothing else will do propelling ourselves forward forevermore as I AM - unseduced by, nor separate from, anything

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When you no longer need a mask or a veil

you wholly embody, instinctively knowing

what to do, trusting yourself, and step-

ping into choices that make you feel

alive! They lead you back to you

Imagine the real you

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A cool drink of water embodies the creative solution, sexuality of movement and

the poetry of life! You.

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Once I felt so bad there was nothing left to

do but to feel good. There I met my maker -

eye to I inside my body - in the miracle of you

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Yes i can embody

deliciousness in me

Yes i can embody

Hawaiian hearts of ease

Yes i can embody

awareness now as me

How else can i contribute to

the Yes of what I dream?

How else can i embody

the Yes of who i be?

How else can i embody

the Yes i feel, as me?

Yes i say in body

Yes i say to me!

How else can i imagine

expanding into me?

I say Yes to me

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i saw myself remembered in

a different kind of game

bellowing forgiveness for

a body i had slain

supple skin ascending with

a loving new refrain

i pop into the belly of

another kind of game

i sit inside the belly of

another earthly game

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When you can look yourself in the eye

you will know who you truly are

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I will sit here in this beauty

till the world begins to stall

I will sit here in the loving I

have come to know as All

I will be here in the morning

as the sun begins to crawl

creating new conditions that

embrace you with my call

-- the creator

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Be The Moment of Gold you dream of

and rise again - preceding your creation of

love consciously - without reservation

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Be in your body with The Heart of All Things and the heart of all things will come to you

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That

which we cannot define

in the mist of our dreams

will take us there

That

which we cannot see

but only feel

will lead us there

That

which flows beneath the scene

presupposing what we dream

will meet us there

Poetry for Incension

The following poems are taken from a series entitled Where Blue Birds Fly – Poetry for Ascension expressing one soul's journey through illusion that will ignite remembrance of who you truly are and soften your journey. Each one carries its' own energy of divine awareness so enjoy the ride... You have already chosen more.

There are many words available to us today explaining our walk with spirit yet the ones we receive in the stillness of our own soul rooted in love and compassion for ourselves are usually the most profound. It is from that voice this poetry is written and when we choose to hear it feeling our own truth within it can change our lives forever.

I FOUND

Having been a butterfly
wrapped in a cocoon
I flew beyond ascension
and found that I was you

MY BRILLIANT DAY

I do not care or weep for me
shreds of darkness bared
life is soft and warm within
wild grandeur I did dare

There was a day I did not see
or know the truth to be
an easy calm and joyful place
if only I could see

Now my brilliant day is here
I know I'm not alone
a perfect place so sweet and safe
if only I had known

Once I flayed and numbed myself
for centuries it had seemed
till time stood still and harsh enough
for me to feel the dream

Clouded by the fog perceived
I hung my head and cried
until the day I finally heard
let go, you need to die

Now my brilliant day is here
I know I'm not alone
a perfect place so sweet and safe
if only I had known.

CHRISTMAS COFFEE

I sit and wait for time to pass
before I call my mother
when she’s awake and drinking
Christmas coffee with my brother

I think and swim in memories
of Christmases gone by
some sweet, some sad and lonely
some floating in a lie

Some void of care and kindness
like packages all strewn
around the tree at Christmas
where love it could not bloom

But now I’ve grown and have been shown
how light can burn away
darkness and illusion
perceived on holidays

Love without condition
was waiting in the wings
a gift for me to open
beyond the memories

I drink my Christmas coffee
and wait for time to pass
so I can call my mother
and thank her for the past.

FEAR

Fear a flagrant witness
To something cold and bare
Grips me without mercy
Drags me to its liar

Once creeping in the shadows
Among my core beliefs
It now demands attention
Begging to be seen

Feeling how it hovers
I clutch my biggest dream
Shrinking with a question
Paralyzing me

Am I wrong to wonder
Imagine greater things?
Choose a life of beauty
Beyond its fatal sting?

I create the reasons
To keep from being bold
Running from this devil
Never served my soul

So, insisting on a showdown
I face it with chagrin
Fear becomes my partner
I slowly let it in

The intensity is mounting
Courage is absorbed
Bravery becomes me
I dare to breathe in more

Waiting for destruction
The thunder to begin
I brace myself to crumble
And slowly raise my chin…

Instead I seem to notice
It diminishing in me
A cloud of empty matter
Dissolving rapidly

Stepping into fire
Expecting all to blow
I found that I created
An imaginary foe

Fear had been my witness
Flagrant and a friend
My partner in transition
A vapor to transcend

IF I WERE A PUPPET

If I were a puppet
Hanging on a string
I’d do and say what others
Think is right for me

A marionette a' bobbing
I’d gladly give up heart
To keep me from discomfort
Goblins in the dark

Looking good and wooden
Is how I’d play the game
Limbs and my emotions
Would always be the same

No worry of intrusion
Nothing would I dread
Like messy human feelings
or sharing someone’s bed

No energetic pulling
From others would I feel
Love is long forgotten
No heartbreak to conceal

Discernment is not needed
When humans pull my strings
Or cliffs to jump from idly
Expansion not my thing

Passion and desire
Would not produce a fear
Hearing nonessential
Puppets have no ears

And if I were a puppet
Not in human form
I’d never know compassion
For aspects I have born

Laughing would elude me
Ne'er would I mistake
Or risk a self expression
A comforting embrace

Puppet or a human
Seems to be the case
Which will I encounter
Inside when I’m alone

MY NAME IS

My name is Jessica Randolph
Am aspect overdue
Who dances with a shadow
Or men of different hues

I’m tall and quite outspoken
With hair that’s red and thick
My voice of bold when angered
Will cut you to the quick

I tangoed in Morocco
Shopped Paris and Milan
Picked beans in old Calcutta
Rode camels with a wand

Traveled well and often
Made pillows, drank cold beer
Wrote songs of love discarded
Sang bad ones with no fear

I drove my car unruly
To get an instant thrill
Invented new devices
Skied down Swedish hills

Spent money without thinking
Made money on a whim
Slept posh hotels and villas
Courted nothing dim

I dated kings and barons
Regaled in sweet Siam
Saw mansions made of gold dust
By believing who I am

I paid my rent in rubies
Swam channels in the nude
Eloped to far off islands
Saw stunning scenic views

Amazed my kin with knowledge
Of spirit and the truth
Rode horses in a hay field
Embodied my own views

Mined coal in Appalachia
Ate cheese that stank of blue
Chipped ice off cold dead husband
Bidding him adieu

Embraced an angel’s darkness
One long enduring night
Imagined life ignited
With love and sheer delight

I rode the wave experience
A sweet and bitter blend
Died alone revealing

Life! is great THE END

Has it started up again
new life, new body too!
pick a name, a family
doesn’t matter, it’s still you

The world of matter spinning
stirring choices in a stew
imagination shifting
so choose a life I do

My name is Plain Jane Duffy
I’m a farmer and a wife
have sons and play the gitar
sing songs of love and light…

MY EVERYTHING

Sitting on a beach of dreams
I notice that my angel wings
Had dipped into an energy
Gently lapping
At my feet

Waves and waves of energy
Flowing softly at my feet
Subtle simple tempting me
To swim within
The All of me

hmmm…

What becomes of me I think
Should I immerse myself complete
In waves of perfect energy
Lapping at
My naked feet

Feeling of this softer flow
Beneath my feet
Within my soul
I struggle not with something old
And stimulate my beach bestowed

Deciding that I am complete
I walk into the All of me
Into a sea
Beyond relief
Allowing me my everything

SUBTLENESS

SEE
HEAR
TASTE
TOUCH
SMELL

Imagine all the senses
That your body holds inside
So gracefully perfected
In another space and time

Singular sensations
Are magnificent and bold…!
Yet the subtleness of feeling
Wraps around your soul

SO WHY NOT?

This matter of reality
Is captured by the thoughts we think
It’s simply us controlling we
Creating something we perceive

So why not let your heart explode?
Imagine something really bold
Beyond the legal limit code
Dream of something big!

It doesn’t take too much you know
To feel of something down the road
Really let your Self be known
Dream of something big!

So why not give up all control?
Allowing what is in your soul
A rhythm you can call your own
Dream of something big!

DUCKS

I thought I knew compassion
A virtue filled with peace
Until I stopped to notice
How a duck can really feed

Its bill is kind of flattened
No teeth to chew a seed
Yet ducks sit on the water!
Balanced as can be

Observing this in nature
Relaxing in the breeze
I notice something simple
A duck knows how to be

Virtues may be handy
And I have also found
In the early part of morning
Truth will make a sound

SOMETHNG JUST FOR ME

I heard a bright “good morning!”
As I’m waiting for a train
I turn to see a women
With a question on her face

She determined this condition
As she looked upon my face
And saw that I was waiting

For a very special train

I only had a moment
So I spoke to her in haste
A rainbow was expected to
Whisk me off at eight...

"Thank you for your interest
And questioning my ease
As I love to speak of splendor
And the clarity it brings

But I only have a moment
To converse with you of thee
As you see, I am expected
To move forward into me

I see your trepidation
In my leaving much too fast
No need for you to worry
I’m good at talking fast

Tell me of your question
So I can speak to you of more
Like aromas of forgiveness
Or the beauty in your core

I only have a moment
To articulate a peace
Residing in the burrows of
A precious human being

Indulge yourself with being
In the bosom of your soul
Where breathing can uncover
Little trinkets that you know

Consider all the feelings
Seeming subtle now at best
Soon they will intensify
Illusions in your head

My train is fast approaching
No more moments left for thee
I am moving now quite quickly
Into something just for me"

As I step into the doorway
Of my very special train
I turn to see a woman
And
a question dissipate

You see she was no stranger
But a memory i conceived
The woman with a question
Was another part of me

BUDS OF MEDIOCRITY

Little tear drops fall from me
And they are not
What You may think
But rather buds of ecstasy
Illuminating grace and ease

Startle not my gentle snow
Giving light to something old
Swelling what I seem to know
Smoothing edges in my soul

Waves of dreamy energy
Soothing what I cannot see
Fulfilling every human need
Spilling over recklessly

Points of separation seen
Shadows I had once perceived
Buds of mediocrity
Falling at my feet

SOFTER NOW

Everything is softer now
That tenderness is here
Awareness is permitting
The feminine to adhere

People feel their pockets
Thinking
They have surely lost
Something very close to them
A trinket or a thought

It’s just a new condition
Now
Serenely coming in
Like sweet and supple women
Smoothing edges from within

The respite we imagined
The allowing that we crave
Has floated in like feathers
On a soothing gentle wave

THE LODGE

One day I had a minute
So I sat and thought of me
And things I would consider if
No money did I need

What would be terrific?
What would suit my needs?
What would feel like swimming
In a cooling summer breeze?

A lodge called Sweet Permission
Would be the perfect thing
Nestled in a meadow
Composed of finer things

It came to me in stages
So the core of it could breath
Freedom would surround it
Like a forest full of trees

Every thing about it
Would remind me of a dream
Comforting and able
Uplifting naturally

A trail of golden flowers
Would lead us to the lake
Pampering our passions
Would be the common state

Cottages and cabins
Would dot an endless scape
Surrounding Sweet Permission
With diversity and play

All of us would gather
In the lodge on holidays
The laughter of enticement
Would spring from our café

Nestled in a meadow with
Freedom on display
Is something called permission
Not very far away

YESTERDAY

Yesterday has wandered

off
With feelings unaware
no longer do I notice
no longer am I there

A SENSUAL DECREE

Everywhere there’s magic
Even subway trains can purrrr
There I heard a drummer
Speak to me so pure

A rhythm of comepassion
Led me back to me
Suggesting I consider
Its' sensual decree

Problems I considered
Simply slipped away
The beating drum had shattered
Tightness in my brain

Struck by its rendition
Excitement jostled free
The drummer had erupted
A giddiness in me

Purr-ferring this condition
This sound I came to be
Now I walk with passion
Drumming as I speak

A Boudoir

Chocolate on the table
Tea in pretty cups
A world of sweet compassion
You never get enough!

Amber on the foot stool
Tufted yet sheer
Golden for my tootsies that
to me are very dear

Walking not required in
A boudoir this extreme
Secluded in a haven with
Shades of pink and green

Crystal on the mantel
With no clock for me to see
Time is never needed in
A boudoir this extreme

Resting while I bother now
To write these silly words
I stretch with all my tootsies
On a footstool quite absurd

No matter now, i love it
How the pink of me is here
With crystallized compassion
In a boudoir very dear

ANOTHER DAY

A greener color looking back
Was something I had always lacked
A lightness Brightness there for me
I blinked and missed the best of me

No matter now a cooler day
Surrounding heated pools of rain
Melting what I kept at bay
The beauty of another day

Q & A

How can IT be so mixed up and beautiful

all at the same time? That’s the isness of it.
That is where choice comes in.

LE NATUREL

A body feeling tattered
Perceived as something old
Has a newer body
Underneath the old

Willing yet invisible
Are cells too small to see
Yet yearning for le' naturel
Another way to be

A body feeling tattered
Too weary from the road
Carries with it promise in
One cell made out of gold

So cuddle up this circle
Or nuzzle it at best
You just may find it growing
Reproducing with a zest

Nurture what is sacred
In the energy of home
Invite these little fellas

To party! or unfold

Imagine more than tattered
There is gold in them thar hills!
Loving what is ragged

May produce a bigger thrill

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