That familiar smile
A wave of love that overwhelms and delight
leaving a sparkle and a grin.
Magic of the unspoken,
the wondering and the knowing
Kiss of home with the mystery
Feeling the hopelessness and possibilities
At peace with the grin returns
after such a reprieve
the silence was broken with a ripple
I don’t know just how much a simple moment of love
without a touch,
without a look
yet the depth felt in soul outward.
Sipping slowly as the remembrance unfolds
head clear for the first time in coming
blessing to you, dear one
we live in this infinite moment…
forever one, always with love. ~jh
Time to start again…
The hints, whispers and synchronic signs about connection and the promise as the tidal wave of love followed with the same grin on my face for the rest of the day… into my sleep. The feeling of a warm blanket wrapped around me as I sense your arms around me, here and there… in the distant.
I made peace with this friendship situation and done with the madness I had been in though the madness brought out of me this creative genius I hid at times.
The story is the awareness of the self and the reflection in all its multitude of brilliance and the silence friendship, ever-present and yet seemingly unreal. It is realer than my breathing the chill in the morning air as I stare at the sparkling stars, thinking of you with that grin on my face.
Repeating memories as I walk forward and knowing the time is coming to write as I have written hints and find myself avoiding your songs, yet listening to others that seem to bring it all back anyway.
The whispering of the magic fills me from the tips of my soul and touches your soul with that damn grin. I have seen that grin on your face. You know that grin like a child with a secret and using those in between spaces to conceal the truth, yet know that other person will get it. And that is all that matters to you.
Moving in the subtleties as the writing block comes as you search for me… the creative genius we share within the stars and universe of infinity, the unconditional love, and acceptance… the game we play, even though we don’t like the twist of trust at times. The love reminds true.
Inspiration and imagination be our guides in this lifetime. Believe or not, I trust the magic surrounding me as the grin is persistent and heart opens wide while touching the stars of your heart.
Knowing when you hit the mark with your writing or put a smile on someone’s face, perhaps other than mine. Divine magic keeps me going into the mystery and spiral ascension of the wonders of life.
Yes, it is time again…
To release the magic within me and breathe the love I know is real.
The magic of love surrounds us when we turn while releasing the doorknob, allowing the sweetness of connection to show a new way outside the box. Creating the true self from the soul, I expands my world of knowing, breaking free through the ceiling and trust the brilliance within me shining out. ~jh
As the full moon glows
I touched the heart of love
Hanging as falling star
whispering promises, wishes and desires
Lonely trees danced with the silence
As I wondered if my dreams were love in disguise
like the music singing in my mind…
infinitely like truth, trust and the knowing…
all was love
in disguise or in full view
it was only the perspective I thought…
all is possible
just holding onto the truth of love
and all I truly be. ~jh
Breathe. Take a moment for yourself and just breathe.
Close your eyes stop thinking and breathe.
Worlds shifting, time expanding as the humanity feels the intensity.
I am recycling through many thoughts and experiences and ask myself simply, “Am I living now?”
The question comes as I realize what the cycle is for me that I have been doing in some form most of my life and the times I truly was myself in all my glories… the true me hides, observes and decodes the mysteries of life with a smile. I hide within the obvious, the weirdness and creatives. As I posted a bit of wisdom:
“I am without form, without limit, beyond time, beyond space. I am in everything. Everything is in me. I am the bliss of the universe. Everywhere I am. I am sat, chit, ananda, absolute existence, absolute knowledge, absolute wisdom.” Ram Kir, the Indian mystic
The truth of this became the value I embrace the most as I am here to experience life in all the simple realization of love and the greater powers within Love. Expressions of my adventures with the interaction of the other players in the grand illusion game are part of the doings for me. I have been withholding my truth of the magic and power I am.
Unchain and live with the passionate understanding of the transitory nature of humanity without embracing too deeply in the subtle nature of each of us. I wish to drink a sip of all of you; to taste your wonderment, your joy, pain and your breath. If only a moment of time or spiritually through the connection of our interaction, I intent to bless you as you bless me with that moment.
As I was conversing with Kip Baldwin about empathy, I realize the blessings I have received and passed off with no meaning. Moments of the interactions with the homeless to the last moments of a woman dying on the Bay Bridge, sharing her last thoughts of her young daughter. I had found her daughter at one time and stopped myself from contacting her. Now I search again without much success. And with that, I wonder if there is only a small window of opportunities of experiencing and have I missed mine somewhere along this journey. I wrote about this pondering in my article about missing that one train. Anything is still available if it is truly something you signed up for that experience. The whispers of those come back around to see if you are ready now. I am shouting YES!
So I open myself to experience more of the truth lurking within me… those untold stories I am holding onto as if I own them. I know I have experienced them, yet I don’t own them, nor do they own me. Just an agreement to meet and dance for a moment…a choice. And now entered in the book of life.
I listened to Gary Zukav today as he spoke about writing the book… He said it was his choice to write this book that flowed through him, changing thousands of people by doing so. This comes to me at a time of choice… to write a book about an amazing experience I had through a spiritual connection which taught me unconditional love or simply let the memories just be moments I have had and cherish. Is there healing needed to happen through the writing or a deeper understanding from what I experienced for others? Or was it all just part of the dream I created? Sweet dreams assisting me to remember the truth of love, connection and oneness we all live now. I wait for the answer from my heart. So for now, I smile, reflect and see what dances across my life.
Be true to self. Be present to the now, releasing the past and open to the new.