What a bummer

What a bummer
for the Hummer
that's on the plow..
it doesn't save on gas.. somehow..
But who am I to be righteous anyway?
For even though I drive a Hybrid,
I don't save the day everyday.

I mess up
I screw up
I judge
I ignore
Yet life is everyday
an experience worth experiencing.

We go through this and we go through that,
that's how we eventually choose
what to entertain in our path.

Are we ready to choose love?

Pain may come and go but its ok because we can turn it into a rainbow!

You are my treasure
You are my love
You are my pleasure
from up above.
You are the stars
You are the days
You are the ways
in which I pray.

You are beyond heavenly
I'm completely mesmerized
and utterly devoted to your work
of helping us love eachother with compassion and hope.

I know in life it's sometimes difficult
to forgive, to pardon,
to really show compassion.

So much hurt trully resides
so profoundly, so deep inside,
but even though that is all true-
the wisdom and patience that occurs
from all the trials and tribulations
help me see through
all the hardship
that brought all these sensations
of despair, sorrow, and sadness.

Now hardship brings me also strength
and such gladness
because I can overcome anything
when I'm connected to love and profoundness.

I'll never forget a dear wise 9 year old child
who said to me one night-
"if I was able to survive Cancer back then,
I can survive anything in life".

Inner strength, inner wisdom,
and inner knowingness comes
as we face what is with grace,
and with pure divine faith
and intervention-
and when so-
we feel a divine connection
and sense of protection
and it brings about complete inspiration
and as I choose profound introspection,
I clean out the habits-
and by that I bring about true transformation.

I love you God.
We are such a fine representation
of the truth of love-
Yet most of us don't even know it.
Imagine if we all just knew the amount of amazingness
that's stored deep within our hearts?

When we are tapped into this sweet connection-
to the divine beauty of light,
deep inside
we come home
and we feel as if we reached this amazing height
of mountain peaks that are filled with white-
white snow that reminds us of the amazingness
of life.

Thank you for spreading the rays of light of love
along with bringing the sweetness of our friends, our hope,
the nature, even the challenges that help us grow,
and the amazingness of the stars and galaxies above.
12/09

 

You are my treasure.
You are my love.
You are essential,
to me you are whole,
alive and well;
serene and playful;
adoring, charming,
colorful and stable-
You solidify
what matters to me.
Your eyes see love.
You shine!
You see
all of me.

All of me
is loving you,
for you remind me
Of God's love,
God's worth,
it's true.

You are my shadow.
You walk beside me each day
for your heart has melted
upon my footsteps
and inside with me
you stayed.

Never meant for it to happen like this-
love just happens
and now I reminiss
and enjoy you- all of you on this day.

You are my sweet essence,
my dear friend.
You are my buttercup, my love,
my sweet embrace,
forever you flower a garden within.

You are my garden within-
you are my heart-
And my heart shines
because you are a part
of my life.

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Sigh of Relief

Stress is the adipose tissue we hate to see
For everytime we're stressed we wish to eat
and overeat like a falling monster
who lost all control-
he argues with all

He's fidgety not tall.
his posture makes him look old
his head is down
he carries a frown
He seems he's bound
to be a clown
in this old town
that knocks him down
He's been turned down
and been put down
but he realizes that
he truly has the power
to not shut down-
so he puts on his crown
and faces his depth
and in the midnight air
he sweeps his breath
and though he's not at all renowned
he laughs out loud
because he knows he can never be
satisfied if he's dependent on
whether others can see...
or appreciate... him..

Because the beauty in "him"
lies already within him
magically.

If others are blind,
if they're distracted,
it's okay- but it doesn't mean
because they cannot appreciate him
that it's because he's not manifested-
it's the opposite that is true-

We are one- one light- Of God- of truth.
And when our definition of who we are
is not dependent on the judgement of the stars..
of what others think we are-
we hit the light bulb by far
we hit the light bulb of our very
corner-
it is the corner of our lives-
it is what removes our blindsight.
It is what removes the veil
and helps us to see
that with truth we are meant to sail
in the depth of the great blue
and feel the breeze
as we are one with truth.

And the stress melts away it's shell
and no longer do we have to live in hell
because hell is really when we're not tapped into
the love that's connected to this place inside us
that's full of respected
compassion-
can your heart connect to it?
Can your heart feel it?
Can your heart wish to come back and and be it?
and feel the ease
and peace.

Ahh
a sigh of relief
I have tapped to the connection in me-
in us-
we are one-
a masterpiece
a love-
worth so much.

Eating light foods Activate the light Within

Eating light foods activate the light within.

It seems so basic- eating lots of natural foods
that are whole, undisturbed;
all the vitamins, minerals and enzymes intact
because they are not processed, cooked, or meddled with.
I'm learning about raw foods and I love it.
Everytime I eat this food I feel so Flourished
with love and strength and stamina and friends
who also agree, this diet is a blessing indeed.
Reversing diabetes in 21 days,
can it be so, well lots agreed-
after they've tried it
and excelled, its a riot-
how people are stuck with drugs for so long,
without curing themselves at all.

Seeing this patient the other day made me feel
this feeling of unease which eventually turned into ease-
after seeing the consequences of her disease,
it reminded me of the empowerment to speak, to be honest,
to be real, to feed our minds and hearts
with gentleness
and go beyond the tease
of what unhealthy food brings-
can we realize what it brings- deep within?

I know in my life,
what I eat depends on how I am.
If I am happy and free
I want food that's light and airy,
but when I am sad and afraid,
I want food that's heavy so
that I can numb my pain
on this most miserable day...

It's so easy to see
the effects of food
in our industry,
and how the industry takes advantage
of our lives and our stomachs,
but we are in control of it today,
if we wish to again play.

So let this sad but profound expression
I will write for you,
be an inspiration and a tool,
to not just be sad for what it is,
but to make changes deep within.

At the hospital where I work I see illnesses everyday-
people struggling with their weight.
Too many people with diabetes,
with massive strokes,
infections, renal disease, and cancers.
I see young 40 year olds with heart disease that
keeps repeating..
and repeating again and again,
for it attacks like a flame.

I treat wounds,
some of the wounds are so deep-
that I cannot believe my eyes,
and when I see their meals as it arrives
I understand why-
I see the coke,
I see the fries,
I see the burgers
that's piled up high
with cheese and mayonaise to please..
I don't doubt it is a sad disguise-
this disease.
I understand- it's all heavy food,
it's all comfort food
that buries our deep wounds
that live deep inside endessly...

But there comes a time
where there is no more places for our wounds to hide,
and they surface
through anxiety, sluggishness, or disease.

If we cannot face our wounds
lovingly and reflect upon them,
they will kill us, it's relentless..
the horrendous things that I see..
of people that cannot breathe,
living off a breathing machine,
horrifically.


Oh the obesity
is so debilitating to see,
to turn a 15 year old girl- who weighs 700 pounds
to the side of her bed, it takes 4 people..
Oh it makes me cry just to see the picture
but the reality is that her grandmother brings her KFC
Kentucky Fried Cruelty,
cruelty to the animals,
cruelty to the ones who eat this,
and cruelty to the ones who feed her-
for what they fed her killed her- she already died-
and I remember her still as I think back
I remember we shared many smiles.
I used to let her borrow my dvd's and we'd laugh
at Mrs. Doubtfire-
but deep inside I'd cry
cause I knew she lost her fire,
she lost her will to survive-
she let food win her angry cry.
I found her so special.
And she knew I loved her,
I loved how she was deep within-
he was a lovely human being.

Oh
it's endless to see
the sense of suffering people
put themselves crazily-
and it can all be prevented-
by facing our fears that
we've continuously rejected.
And when we feel happy and free,
we will want light foods not
give in-
to heavy foods to drown our pain,
because we no longer carry that pain-
we've faced it and held it
just as we would hold a baby who is
crying hysterically.
And as the baby is hugged
he melts into our love.

In the same way-
as we face our own inner cries with love,
then it can only turn itself into love-
and into wisdom and compassion-
and eventually helping us to gain understanding
to give others compassion and patience too-
when their deep pains are suffering too.

Everything that's not love eventually brings us to Love.

Trust

 

Dear God of heaven and love.
You are the site
I'm learning to trust.

I feel you within.
I see all the situations
of similar patterns
that are returning,
and repeating
again and again,
like an old dear friend
nudging me
to make changes within.

Oh dear friend;
Oh dear God;
I'm getting it-
Getting the lesson
and mastering it.

:)

"The present"

 

I thought all this time..
I was sadly waiting..
All the plans
I kept on painting..

But all the time that
I wanted more,
I realized in me
there was something more;
that the present isn't out there;
it's right here;
deep in here-
where the wind can't fear.

It's profound.
It's a place where I feel found.
It is there where there is love,
eternal and ethereal love.

Damn..

This is something I wrote some days ago, I thank my friend who kindly listened to me whine and advised I write a poem about it :) Thanks to that, I got a poem- a bridge of inspiration. Neat!

Damn..
Periods force me to see
what emotional wrecks women can be-
we lose it,
we cry,
we get headaches
because our minds fear things
and we get sensitive and fight
with the emotions
we latch on-
beyond proportions,
we eat more
than we usually do,
and complain and whine, it's true...

Could we possibly come back-
from the pain, but
the tummy hurts,
it's cramped all day..

Perhaps it's a time of renewal,
a time to let go off stuff
for a new tomorrow.

Can we allow our emotions to shed
and replenish the old with a greater fret.
Oh- I hear the songs
singing a beautiful tune
and as we transform
we become renewed.

It feels so good
in a way free,
to let go of everything old,
to cry it off,
to release the stuff
we've buried for so long..

And as we allow to let go,
we sprout new leaves
of morning ease
and feel the breeze
way out in the trees
and see a butterfly tenderly
as she reminds us how we too can be free.

 

If we could just run away..
If we could just escape..
Over there it'd be better..
A better house..
A better job..
Something we like..
A life we'd rather have..

As I was watching this movie-The Revolutionary Road,
it brought some points to ponder.
You would think a couple who seems to have it all,
is so lost and confused within it all..

I remember when wanting a vacation,
I was really wanting a way out,
a way out of responsibilities,
a time to just be out-
in nature and in earthly surroundings,
not listen to people's problems or
always try to be in places
where I am needed,
a vacation I truly need because Naomi was truly needed,
to be there for herself..
and then as I vacationed, I realized there's no escape-
drama is everywhere, everywhere we look..

Even in our minds, in there, can we really look-
and be with it?
Look at our own dramas and respect it-
and give it love,
look at it with a senseless glow
a divine kindness,
a bit of tranquility,
a sincere humility-
It is there where I truly began to see
what a real vacation can truly be.

A true vacation is not only what's outside us-
but the love that's inside us-
in the background of what we do..
And when there is love, we are gliding in a sailboat
at 2
o'clock in the morning
watching the stars
and adoring
this sight that we see
with eyes of love
and spark just like the beams
of light we see in the horizons,
and then in truth
we keep our lights on-
within our hearts-
isn't that our truest bubbly
spark-
of champagne?
I feel so,
may be you can also explain..
or share your side,
of what you think you truly are..

In any event,
may we always share
what vacations are honestly made of-
Is it just to have fun in a fair?
Or is it to be okay with challenges we bear?
Is it to be okay to feel all things when they come?
And to guide our minds to entertain what serves us in life so that we can truly spark and become-
a bridge of compassion.
And when we're drowning or spent, to take time for ourselves and bring in compassion.

A vacation is really not what we do outside,
isn't it the compassion that we carry with might?

And then a vacation is always available by far,
and that's when I think we can trully connect to the stars!

 

I saw a woman today during her last moments before death
and her devoted nephew by her side wallowing his breath.
Sad yet confused, knowing he soon had to say goodbye,
but deep down there was a peace in his eyes because
he knew she'd be alright.

Her nephew was mentioning
that she's always been the Best-
always sweetly giving him kindness all his life-
he even mentioned he wished his mother made him smile like she has..
A special relationship-
he mentioned she was there for him so many times
even just recently-
when he had heart surgery and was hospitalized-
But now it's her that's hardly alive.

Her head was bent forward as if she was dead.
I wanted so much to help her to she can rest
her head on a pillow,
and when I repositioned her slowly
I smiled at her warmly
and she went from a blank stare to suddenly a smile
as she looked at me closely, we bonded for a while.

She slowly started to unwind
and she finally allowed us to feed her some wine--
naah just kidding- it was just apple sauce,
but she liked it as she opened her mouth she wanted more.

She liked me moving her little arms,
the smile of kindness works like a charm.

I tried encouraging the yummy-ness of vegetables
to her nephew in the room,
for he said he only eats junk food
as he admitted he suffers from kidney failure and heart failure too.
He promised he'd go to Sublime, my favorite vegan restaurant of all.
I hope he does, for it's a shame when disease that's preventable takes over
and causes one's health to take a harsh fall...


Slowly she allowed us to bring her head fully back,
and as I was leaving the room I noticed
she was relaxed
and with her eyes closed she seemed as if she was taking a nap..

I go to sleep now thinking of her,
it's funny how we bonded, what an honor to have shared.
It's those profound moments when we can look warmly into eachother's eyes.
Dear little 98 year old, sleep well and may you feel free to smile or cry.
Wherever you are may you always know deep down you're alright.
And I am so glad your glow today met mine.

:)

 

Can we be a rock that's standing tall
but be soft enough to give a hug
and feel the warmth of life and day
and settle with the trees
while dirt falls-
from us-
with the breeze.

Can we be like a rock
that eventually becomes
the transparent crystal?
A crystal of light-
A crystal that opened up to God's light,
and she delicately opened up inside.

It is the ultimate reality of what is-
of breaking off the shell's
bickering pistols-
and in doing so we reach great wisdom.

Can we be brave and find within
beyond the stories
that are thick or thin,
and the obstacles that can try to drown us in,
if we're not careful, focused, devoted-
Oh Beloved life
that through transitions
you help us laugh and gain perspective,
a sense of freedom
that's purely perfected

Life makes us grow
and introspect
if we can just go
beyond the stories in our head.

We are worth exploring all the glories.
We are worth exploring
who we are.
We are deep down a
Magical Enlightened *** Star ***
Peace!

Saying goodbye can make us cry
Ohh, that dear loved one who
brought us love and
sweet perfumes,
I'll never forget
the times we spent.
I'll never forget the growth
that swept our dear footsteps.

I'll never forget the times we wept
from mean things we said,
and mean things we kept-
inside our brains, inside our hearts-
resentment speaks in a dark filled blob
of angry worries.
Yet love, when really is love,
starts going beyond "the stories"
and realizes we all have met
for some profound reason
so that inside we can grow
in a kind of wisdom
that sparks true freedom
that's divine and true-
for all things that are not love
eventually help us bloom.

Everytime someone does something
I don't want,
it helps me ask myself-
have I also ever cried the same cry?
Have I ever insulted in a similar way?
Have I ever not been there for another
or for myself in a similar way?
And then it gives me inspiration
and direction
to start a new day in a very new way,
and I love how it brings me sweet wisdom today.

When I realize relationships bring
a kind of wisdom that's stored within-
that relationships are for growth,
not only for hugs and kisses that are so dear
and so lovely, as we share true intimacies
that's filled with yummy-
yummy feelings and yummy laughs,
there's more to that that fits the glass.
When relationship is created
out of respect and equality
and allowing eachother to mess up
because we know the focus is to gear
ourselves back in-
and truly focus to make this work
with love and purpose-
that's the kind of relationship I feel that works.
That's a real relationship to me,
a solid foundation that's full of peace.
I've come to know a real relationship with
another is strong,
once a real relationship with ourselves is
truly reborn.

May you always grow to a deeper you!
And may I always remember the kindness
we bloomed.
Everything else was just a lesson.
I send you love that's worth to mention.
In the end- the word is LOVE.

Being ourselves

 

We may feel like we can be ourselves
with certain people-
We feel comfortable with them,
we can be real with them,
we can be creative,
and be youthful.
We can make funny faces to eachother
and smile,
or we can lean on eachother when we cry-
for a while.

In all, it's wonderful to see
when we have friends in which
we can allow ourselves to be
this way- which is so loving.
I honestly love it,
it's never boring.
And when we're with others
with whom we can't seem
to get a grip, or feel this way,
then it helps us to appreciate better
our blessed days with our dearest friends
that love us without an end,
that love us through thick and thin-
just as we love them from this profound love within.

Everything that is not love eventually brings us to love!!
More and more- more clearly.

 

On our road ahead
how come sometimes it feels like we are going backwards
and we get so mad at ourselves for allowing it so
for we should really know better, right?
We know...
but our hearts forget it so.
We know...
but our minds trick us again
to believe that old song,
that old story,
that old phantom
of boring phonies
that in our perceptions
we believed,
that in our minds
we perceived-
that we are less or we are more..
can't we finally remember
the truth that's stored?

We feel intimidated,
we feel afraid,
we feel small and insignificant,
we feel awfully shy
we feel betrayed.
But all the while
it's all within-
that dark filled story
that keeps us in,
that keeps our walls
protecting us whole-
but then again and again and again
we wake up realizing
we lost it all,
we lost the years
we lost much tears,
but can we now allow
what's false to disappear?

Can we draw upon our notions
that there comes a point in our lives
where we live in devotion-
Of nature and skies,
of prairies and laughs,
of animals that kindly help us get by,
and a spark of light that kindly lives inside.

There comes a point we let the story go-
yes, that story in the head eventually gets old.
It lives inside us like a monster
and tries to take over
and be preposterous,
but yes- there comes a point when we just dearly smile
and see the story as a fable full of bile-
-gross I know :)
we spit it out and send it away
and learn to again play with our dear beloved days.
Oh life of days you remind me to be-
the exact sunflower I was meant to be.

Everything that is not love eventually brings us to love!
Everyday more and more,
and
it doesn't matter if we have gone back and forth
again and again-
What do we choose now?

 

Flickering lights
in the night away
wondering the streets
while thinking of play.
Yet noone seems around
to merrily say-
Let this moment be love
and don't let love betray
our confused essence
that lies beneath a
pleasant sentence.

We try to be what
many times we are not
and then hide the truth
so we can be more
of what impresses the other,
but deep in our hearts we long to stay
real to the truth of who we truly are today,
we're finally glad to see the truth of who we are,
it truly feels good to be the real me by far.

I am not always the happy little one
who always has time to be there for someone else.
I am not always the kind generous soul
because sometimes I too get moody and low,
yet in life we are learning to get back on our feet-
learning to shine again,
learning to live life mercifully.

Before I would get discouraged if I felt sad again,
now I realize it
is nothing personal, its just something
that happens again and again.

Little by little, we are mastering all traits,
we are going beyond behaviors,
we are finding new ways.
Little by little we are catching the waves,
we are riding them gracefully
until they melt away.
Little by little we resist less the rain,
and start flourishing
and letting it be our friend.

Love is the answer, love that's within,
and then can we be real, and let the shine spark within.

Flickering lights
and all the while we thought noone was around,
but now we see it was never so.
That love inside- when open and proud,
is truly the connecting source of
happiness outloud.

And everything else is icing on the cake.

I've invited myself

I've invited myself to finally be real
I've invited myself to let go of stuff I held on for so long
Stuff of sorrow
Stuff of pain
Stuff of doubts
I was stuffed with bouts
of unhappiness,
Lots of sadness.
Misperceptions
and misdirection
Yet through all the pain
and given self blame
this ego swept
and with a clouded will I wept
until it no longer wished to be kept
alive and growing,
this suffering got tired of brewing
and so it became freed
as I now feel free,
as i now feel the breeze
through this night that feels like such ease
Ahhh such love in my heart
and I am glad this journey I have confronted and became part
of this growing experience,
What amazingness, i feel contingent
upon this dance i played
to learn what is not love and
eventually be able to appreciate
the way
of love and tenderness,
of grace and divine perfect-ness
Is that a word? It doesn't matter...
language is just language
it is the heart connected
that truly matters.
To be gentle with one another and pray
for all of us to return to the place where we can play
like a child and feel the freedom to be
in a place of singing quite happily.
In a place of loving
quite lovingly.
Everything that is not love eventually brings us to love, each and each given time more and more sweetly and lovingly.

 

The best pig ever!! Most Kindest soul! And wow- what a great communicator!!

 

ahhh beautiful!

 

 

 

Tia Chichi

 

Free Hugs!!

 

Mis Buenos Aires Querido...

 

I see in this very instant
That its true-
You make a difference.
You surely and most utterly do.

For all the things that you are
Through all the things that you do,
And in each very unique way,
You show love in the very core of you-
And it’s just fascinating to see
What an inspiration you’ve become to be!!!

Keep being the star
That adorns this very galaxy by far!

Keep being true
To the very core of you!!
And when you’re not well,
When you’re upset,
It’s okay to say “shit”
As you throw a pebble
While your shoes are all wet.

You are human just like us
So it’s okay if sometimes
You too collapse and bust.

But in all its simple to see
What a source of kindness
Your choosing made you to be.

Keep shining your light,
Keep shining it bright,
And keep shining the truth
Of unconditional love to
All those who want to share
the path.

God is Love.

 

Awww
I'll always remember you Lina,
I remember the 1st day I saw you in our dorm, in your bed
with your tummy all achy and I felt so bad
as I sat with you while you were fed.

We talked for such a long while
about boys and boys and boys.. and what else?
we laughed and giggled and whined and riddled
a few poems here and there to spark our creative fiddle.

We told eachother stories
and little by little you felt better
as you went back to your old
sunshine self
without any worries
left to tell


Your sweetness was immense.
Are you some kind of little angel
here to offer us gentleness?

Well it seems like it,
it's true,
its so easy for really anyone
to find a million things to
rave about you.

When I'd come over you always offered a kind smile.
It was fun doing yoga
and laughing all the while.
I thank you for being you
and for offering to life a sense of wonder
that can linger on for miles and miles.

I hope I see you one day soon,
May be again at Plum Village- at noon?
So we can meditate while we hear the bells,
or while we walk, or while we eat, or while we rest
or while we dwell-
inside our hearts
as we share our kindness over and over-
I remember, I'm heartfelt, yet never somber,
for all my friends whether they are physically here
or somewhere far away by plane-
I still keep them in my heart
and that is where you truly stay!

See you soon little shiny one, see you soon!

 

love ya mom!

 

You are like a bridge to my sanity.
That is one of the reasons
why I love you so dearly.
You are soothing to my senses.
You bring in me a laugh
that's complacent.
I can confront with you
what in the past I ignored-
That pain I once ignored
so to not feel the pain
that was truly deep in my core.

But you helped give me an outlet,
a sense of freedom,
a way to master it.

Because of your love, your funny ways,
and your gentleness,
I've been able to look back in my past
with a little bit more
of a sense of lovingness.
And also forgiveness,
for you reminded me of
seeing the other side
with a sense of compassion and sweetness.

I dearly appreciate all you bring near,
your compassion, your prayers,
and your humbleness while I tear.
All the tears from my wounds that seem to be mending
so that I can naturally bloom
like a flower is meant to be.

We all connect to the flowers in us eventually,
that naturally bloom to the light eternally.

 

Too cute for words!!!

Joe Reilly

Amazing poetry and truth in his music!!