Vision: The Relationship

As I sit in this void, evidence of good work done. Where residuals of the ties that bound even of the subconscios have dissipated, rather impatiently at first I must add. For the first few days I was left twiddling my thumbs, laughably childlike at times. Asking a friend to play tic tac toe, wondering well what in the world do I do from here! This precipice of a new era for me and the world which I source, breath into and converse into existence. All I see is vision. And in the present and still moments I realize it is my greatest relationship. A dance, of beauty and gratitude, grace. That we work with one another. That the gifts drawing unto me are equal to the foundation I am nurturing. That investments in self community and preparation have become a canvas where anything can be painted. And to trust, intimately and deeply my heart, my resonant field. That all that visits is worthy and attuned to where and who i am at any given moment. It is commitment, yes a heart shaped solid truth. That guides my footsteps, and I remind myself it is ok if it is this easy. It is ok if it is this fun. That its ok to be this provided for. Supported.
That quite certainly we are all on a one way street of well being and conscious evolution. 


This bright and shiny new grid I build in partnership with my vision. The sight of which differs at times, dependingon the mood. And much like a new born child I wish deeply to nurture this newness with patience, diligence deliberacey and wisdom, integrity that stretches deep to core of this earth and straight through the heavens. Yes I am all this, and yet none of it. 


Prepare for beauty. Prepare for Joy. Prepare for transformation. Prepare for awakening. 
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Gratitude

Gratitude for this day
As the sun pulls up the moon
And the ecstatic motion of time
Bursts into the colors of this sunset.
Winds of change
Sing a song of freedom
A rhythm of joy
A melody of illumination.

Meet

The Visionary and the Sight
Poet and the Soul
Drummer and the Rhythm
The singer and the Voice.
Artist and the Imagination
The Architect and the Form…
These friendships that you long for
I assure you, you will meet them here.
These, the meetings that spice up spaces
and light up life.
Giving generously from cups
that runneth over,
forevermore.

Enjoy The Drive

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Four wheels and a steering wheel.
Highways and stop lights moving me between here and eternity.
The journey is the space between the turning of the engine and where I am to go.

I enjoy it most on the roads unfamiliar-
winding as my thoughts.

The quiet solace of the safety of steel.
In command of the destination, and at peace with my path.

I revel in the anonymity of the cars passing by.
Unknowing of my bliss-
the rapture of the road I drive.

Traffic is synchronicity
each of us heading somewhere.
Dancing along the sands of time.
Influenced, to varying degrees,
Affected by the proximity,
the perspective-
of fellow asphalt passengers.

Whisperings turn to Narrations as I navigate.
Spirit speaks to me when my foot is on the gas.
Windows down… Music always in accordance with my plan.
The breeze nudges softly in response
to my inquiries.
Birds of prey cross paths with me
bowing mighty wings in acknowledgement
of the freedom that exists in motion.

It is simple, this pleasure.
I say it is alchemy.
I say it is efficiency.
I say it is elegance-
To trust in the journey
and enjoy the drive.