The Woven Life 2 : Bubbles of liberty

The Woven Life 2 : Bubbles of liberty

19 March 2020

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She wove conscientiously the points keeping in mind most of the time the greatest good of all. She knew that some of what she wove would not be witnessed in her time but in eons to come. Other parts of what she wove were for immediate results or results on the short or medium term. In the beginning it had been disappointing that the desires she had did not have an immediate resolution but she had learnt to accept this. She looked upon her task as a humanitarian one as she was weaving a better consciousness. She wondered how many out there were like her weaving a better series of connections into the collective consciousness.

 

Sometimes, her old shadows returned and she would need to stop the weaving during those days. That could mean no weaving for several days in a row. She always wondered whether her consciousness would still be connected so closely with the collective consciousness to affect it in a significant way or if these days of absence would have weakened the contact. Every time she had such doubts they were dispelled immediately when she returned to weave for the greatest good of all and saw the almost immediate results. She wondered how she could cope with her shadow selves to bring them out to the light and no longer have to sit in between all the time. This would allow her to keep weaving every day instead of having to make a pause.

 

One day she caught herself talking to one of her shadow selves that had strayed into the room. It was no longer lurking behind her as they always tended to do when they manifested, watching her, thinking she was unaware of their presence or pretending they thought that. She normally would only observe them and try to fill them with light but they would take cover, literally and refuse to be dissolved most of the time although she had been able to lighten a couple of them. Today however, she decided to talk to the one who had unwittingly strayed into the room.

 

  • Why do you need to provoke the advent of darkness, she said
  • Because that is what we are made of, she answered
  • But you are me and if you are me, you cannot be made of darkness for I am light
  • There is no light without darkness so therefore if you are light, we have to be darkness
  • Will you always exist? Is there no end to some of you?
  • Who knows? You have taken such liberty with the self that there is so much light. We have kept some to ourselves. It is our bubbles of liberty where we choose to express the colours grey and black. Are they not colours too? Why refuse them? Surely as an artist you should know that a palette must be complete? How would you paint the night without us? Or the ravens or the dark clouds if not for those colours?

 

She thought to herself that she must be right. She should perhaps leave them these bubbles of liberty.

 

Björk – jóga / State of Emergency

Mind matters

Mind matters

19 February 2020

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Silent strides

Jogging memory

Reckoning

Mind matters

The urgency of appeal

To soul in tatters

 

Pick me whole

Speak me in silence

Strident seams

In my dreams

Stitching patchwork of nothings

Needle my finger

 

Guess my works

Hercules symbol

Of leisure

And Toil

Meaningless enigma spun

Across my chest throbs

 

Reading of the poem:

Are you there ? – Mono

The winter bearer

The Winter bearer

24 March 2017

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Across streams

Weaving the pathway

From Faith’s threads

Rolling heads

I pull on strings of yearning

The hearts’ chords churning

 

Into dreams

I shun dark away

Blue lighthouse

Frolicking

Twister and rain mimicking

Queen dancing for King

 

I bore Ring

Amulet of Earth

Totems wild

Bore me child

In wilderness I store her

The Winter bearer

 

Reading of the poem:

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Old Skin – Ólafur Arnalds ft. Arnór Dan

A Stutter – Ólafur Arnalds feat. Arnor Dan

No Other – Ólafur Arnalds feat. Arnór Dan

Dance with me Lover

Dance with me Lover

31 October 2015

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Serene and replete

I see your glorious face

In the looking glass

 

Your eyes rainbow stream

Speak to me of rain-kissed days

When they fell silent

 

I reach out for you

Molten lava is your hand

Reaching for my waist

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Rapt in close contact

I rest my head on your neck

While we twirl in Love

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With chest facing chest

Resuming the old weavings

Synchronised movements

 

On we twirl entwined

My space filled by your treading

Centres interlocked

 

Dance with me Lover

This night like every other

Heart the soul consoles

 

Unpractised patterns

Woven in split-second grace

Within me your Heart

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Walking in Dreamland

Walking in Dreamland

18 September 2015

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This Earth walks in Love

Towards a destiny filled

With union of Hearts

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Shadow man blurring

Wave after wave ebb and flow

Redefine features

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Heartbeat in the night

As bodies glisten to tunes

That in the souls ring

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This chasm in the mind

Making today crave morrow

With the Beloved

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Heat of night shamed sun

As dreams unfold in waking

Walking in Dreamland

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Weaving happiness

Revelation has its price

Five more days to dream

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Back into Jerusalem

Back into Jerusalem

31 August 2015

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Criss-cross of chances

Black hole meets mass of matter

The less is the most

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Interwoven signs

I, Minerva of the past

Forgot my own tasks

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Jolted now awake

My saddle I will set right

As horses whinny

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Riding into dusk

To the outlines of mountains

As the sun sets low

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I drink your water

Essence of your earthly life

From new wells you birthed

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The stars will combine

Shimmering mass of light rays

That from you wrought strength

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Roots spread between us

Gathering the momentum

That in the heart pulls

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Glory of simple

Walking upon the waters

Which in the soul flow

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Ebb and flow of waves

Back into Jerusalem

I will walk head high

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Twenty three paces

More than mythical nine yards

Upheaval measure

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Tragedy will become me never more

Tragedy will become me never more

27 August 2015

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Your heart and mine would play an Opera

Tragedy will become me never more

Light as feathers hearts would forever soar

Just like Love in the Time of Cholera

 

Deadly beauty I was your chimera

Bellerophon my forms would yet adore

Light of Love in beating heart the Truth bore

Transforming ancient beauty of Mithra

 

Redemption, sweet peals of child’s laughter swell

Kings bowed and the unborn sang of solace

Golden words weaving path into Heart dwell

 

We walk side by side death shies from our Grace

Joyful church bells unearthed the dreaded knell

Of buried past transcended by Heart’s space

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Flawless and silent

Flawless and silent

26 August 2015

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The sun set like stones

Over valleys of despair

And sunk into me

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Newly found nerves twitched

Endlessly replicating

The agony felt

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Pleasure, agony

Through the same circuits altered

Every inch of me

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Earth shivers then frowns

What cruelties it beheld

Bestowed upon me

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Cutting inch by inch

Separation sliced us both

Into oblivion

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Only piano played

Symphonies hushed to nude form

Of faceless sorrow

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Stones raised me pillar

Of unswaying devotion

That angels cried for

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You cried as I did

My heart bids you not goodbye

I yearn for your hand

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You will sail on boat

I will await you on shores

Weaving our new fate

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The Earth will renew

Time will stand still as we merge

Flawless and silent

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