this choreographed unfolding

i am in observation of

                    the power of my thinking

          the slightest change of thought

                                       altering my entire life  

what are my deepest desires

                  moving me foreword

                                    through this life

my dreams directing the steps

                           in this choreographed unfolding

              experiencing the sidetracks

                      diverting my energies

                                        into newly designed dramas

. . .

always the best

conscious focus

loving lies within the very moment

      past and futures

              providing memories

                           and dreams

                     catching me reminiscing

                                   or in expectation

                           out of which desire is born

it takes conscious focus

       to stay within the love

              within that moment of now

. . .

always the best

within and beyond

The doors are always open

         on the arch of each if destiny so chooses

                  is beautifully inscribed

                                 allusions to what lies

                                                 within and beyond

                     words so carefully chosen to spark my desire

                                              to embark on such adventure

         a myriad of mysteries awaits

. . .

always the best

creating love songs

the heavy rains beating a steady rhythm

                                 upon the roof

        the high winds swaying harmonies

                                                  from the giant evergreens

                   the crackling fire providing melodic licks

                                                           for the dancing flames

           thoughts of you

                          creating love songs

                                                                                         in my heart

. . .

the best

awaiting spaces

the leaves in all their autumnal dress

          fall down and kiss the earth in celebration

                             of that moment when we catch

                                      a glimpse of the unfolding

 In the hand of this unfolding

          come words spoken into the breeze

                   to gently fan the glowing embers

                             lying in wait

                                      within these kindred spirits

          embers attended throughout eternity

                   for when in this life

                             the gentle unfolding

                                      fills out the awaiting spaces

                                                   with expansive colours

. . .

the best

her waxing and waning

once again to the moon

                       her waxing and waning an anchor

                                   grounding me in this passage of time

. . .

the best

beating of our hearts

I sigh the breath of letting go

                    of all the time and space

                                           that holds us separate

       and sink into the synchronizing beating of our hearts

                     dissolving boundaries

. . .  

always the best

the realm of joy

         the echoes of our encounters

                   reverberate within the realm of joy

. . . 

the best always

the 9th of september 2009

may this day stick in my memory as a day of completions which in itself calls forth all that which is new … 09/09/09 … it looks so beautiful within its trilogy … reminding me of the beauty of the world of mathematics – of numbers and how they relate to each other and to me as a human being - may all the newness which is called forth on this auspicious day be for the highest and the best for all mankind – and may this day be remembered throughout history as 09/09/09 – the day the consciousness of the planet earth aligned in a new ascending direction … it is up to me and to each of us individually to keep this consciousness alive

. . .

the best

putting away the things of summer

… the children’s summer is over – august 31^st brought the summer holidays to a close and in these days following until the tuesday after labour day the final preparation is completed for this launch into the new school year – it is such an exciting time – the teacher has created the room beautiful with all that is necessary to begin on the first day with emphasis on who is coming and on what is to be brought into those first weeks of study – the children have been putting away the things of summer in their preparation for going back to school – what clothes will i wear and do i have my supplies and most importantly who is going to be there … to begin anew on the next level together – and each of us as student and parent and teacher will be a bit nervous – it is said that if i am not nervous then i am not ready for what new things are held in waiting … having been a student and a mother and a teacher for so long it always feels like september is really the new year … so happy new year and may it be a great one

. . .

the best always