The untarnished Twelve
28 December 2015
Ashes to ashes
Blowing in the winter winds
Twelve logs now consumed
A look into past
Looking back serves no purpose
Spare New Year’s outlook
Look in bright morrows
Snow and fog will clear fresh start
Walking fifty-two
The untarnished Twelve
Logs waiting in green garden
Nourishment for fire
In response to Ronovan writes weekly Haiku prompt with the words New and Year
Ping back and rules here
Arcana – Closure
Arcana – Inceptus
Healing prayer
28 December 2015
As the New Year approaches and the old one fades into space somewhere in between atoms, I thought we should welcome the New Year with Healing wishes for the Earth and for all of us so I decided to recite another Dreamtime prayer.
I am publishing it early because I am not sure I will have time to write blogs before the New Year although I suspect I just may find enough time to do that. Let me elaborate a bit more on what I mean by Dreamtime.
For those who are not aware yet, most of my poetry flows and I feel like I am not fully the creator of the images and stanzas that flow on their own somehow (a strange sensation) and I feel very much like what I imagine could have spurred Rumi (one of my favourite poets) to write the poem “Who says words with my mouth” that I have also shared on this blog.
Perhaps all poets have this strange sensation when they write poetry that simply flows out of them and will not be contained. A lot of my poetry flows to me after a night’s sleep or a short nap with some even spurred by daydreaming. I have coined this as Dreamtime art because it is so linked with the sleep mode of my brain or sometimes the extremely relaxed mode (paradoxically extreme emotions can also cause the same flowing reaction but not always on the positive side).
In the same way that most of my poetry is connected to Dreamtime, I often dream about prayers with positive intent. Originally the prayers were mainly in French, English or Arabic but of recent I dream in other languages that I am not normally familiar with. For some reason I am certain they are prayers because I have been able to retrace some of the words to actual meanings on the web though I am not sure the other words are from the same language because the web simply comes up with nothing when I google the other words. Another reason that makes me feel this way is because I also get a wonderful, powerful feeling of a presence that identifies as the mother of all and indicates to me this is a positive intent prayer. Of course the rational mind’s description of this would be completely different I gather but for now we will stay with the irrational mind of the Heart.
Regarding this prayer, what I can say is it is meant to be a healing prayer. If any of you bloggers reading can make sense of the prayer as recited below and translate it, I would be much obliged. Else just enjoy it and allow the words to pervade you and heal you if possible 🙂
Healing prayer read by me
Rumi poem translated and read by Coleman Barks – Who says words with my mouth
Liebster Award
28 December 2015
I like the idea of loving that is suggested by the name of this award and I also accepted because the person who nominated me, John Coyote (http://johncoyote.wordpress.com ) is a sensitive and humane writer – not what you would normally expect of a soldier and that makes you even more amazed at the kind of stories and poetry he writes. Thank you John for your well-traveled path and life-inspired soul that you share in your writings
So here are the rules.
Questions:
I like them a lot usually although at the beginning of my divorce I was having a hard time adjusting to the fact that my kids had to go see my ex-husband during that time so I could not enjoy the holidays with them. Since a couple of years I actually enjoy the break though I miss them once a week has gone by.
More on the extravert side, especially when I was younger but of late I like a lot of time alone as well, not because I am introvert but because recently I am in an environment where most people are not as genuine as what I would like. I like being with authentic people and have difficulty relating to people who are fake so if I sense there are a lot of fake people around, one could easily pass me off as being an introvert during that time as I would rather keep quiet and to myself than blurt out some hurtful truth 😀 .
I write both real and fantasy but sometimes even when I write real some people may think it is fantasy because it may seem far-fetched 😀
A blog of various artworks. I have put up mainly my writings of poetry and some short stories or thoughts alongside a few of my paintings, sketches and some photography (I must have taken over 10,000 photos all in all in various cities/countries).
I am not sure I am really afraid but let’s say that I really don’t like the idea of any of the three children I have passing away before I do. I know the kind of grief attached to that and would never again want to experience it
I will nominate a few but just remind that they are not forced to accept as I realise some people blog but don’t appreciate awards