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Saturday, August 30, 2014

Breaking Through the Glass Cage (Heron Dream)


Limiting and destructive beliefs have kept me from a fuller and happier life. When I have the courage and resolve to do it, I make efforts to uncover these slippery monsters and, hopefully, discard them. Usually I'm motivated by a need to understand why I've created such a reality of loneliness and lack of artistic fulfillment for myself.

Oftentimes I suffer from a lack of belief: Belief that I can change my convictions. I also tend to doubt that such changes will actually alter my outer circumstances in a positive way.

Once, while in the midst of such internal conflict, I had this dream:

I return to my apartment, where I am keeping two herons as pets. One roams free; at the moment, she is off in the opposite corner of the room. The other lives inside a big glass tank. He has never been outside. After a while he seems agitated. He paces around; then, he nips at some of the plants inside the tank so that their stalks fall over.


Some time later (I've been lost in my own thoughts) I look up and he is there in front of me, walking free! I'm momentarily nervous, wondering how his temperament will be. This is his first time out in the open, after all. But I look into his eyes and sense such sweetness and empathy. "Hey there!" I say, and give him a little pet.

I knew at once that the penned-up heron was reflecting a part of my life force, of my soul, that was being liberated by the inner work that I was doing. It had never been allowed to come out until that point. My limiting beliefs (symbolized by the stalks that he nips) kept it encased somewhere where it could see the greater possibilities of life all around but not take part in them. Finally, he and I are both seeing through the illusion. I don't need to be cowed by my own ideas, no matter how long I've been harboring them, any more than the heron needs to stay enclosed in his glass box.

When the conscious mind finds itself at the end of its resources, the inner self can come to its rescue. This dream brought me some affirmation that I sorely needed at that juncture. Confronting the very ideas that you have used to define yourself and your life can cast everything into a state of new creativity that nonetheless feels like chaos in the moment. Old landmarks and road signs are washed away in the surge. Luckily, the inner self believes in us even during those times when we find it difficult to believe in ourselves. Looking into the heron's compassionate and understanding eyes, I was reminded...

Tuesday, August 5, 2014

Damp Kindling



It was all writ in
fire
but the ashes
obscure the runes
and yet they nourish the
next life-cycle of
lilies over
the tombs



The air is
inspiration; but the
breath is
quickly spent
and can’t convey
the throat’s hoarse
cry, nor
what the singer meant

I sought wisdom in
the flames
but now my pyre
burns too slow
Life, you’ve got to
open your arms
or else just
let me
go





Saturday, July 19, 2014

98 Missing Puzzle Pieces


Worshippers of
word anguish cower in
the temples of the
mind

Tyrant of
a realm where only
one subject in a thousand is
visible to Reason's
eyes


Roiling
         unanswered
                           passion

Mistaking
fruits for origins

Undying curiosity of
the traveler deliberately
lost

Test your faith against these
self-made
waves and
awaken to a
drowned man's last joyful
epiphany



Thursday, July 17, 2014

Waterslide


In dreams, seeking
ponderous and weighty 

wisdom 

Yet arriving amid 
the frolic of 
children