Whether it is quiet, Or a part of a noisy riot, There are times to pause, and Reflect, upon that which is there
A single stare focused and present Paying attention, and freed up to Release our tension, built up over time
Which may not be a rhyme, yet is For surely sublime, and Part of the space-time
Continuum
Part and parcel, then To all that was before, a metaphor, Yes, and A signal of what’s in store
Which is often missed when distracted And often retracted From Self
Focus split over dimensions, so Why not mention, divided attention Is disconnection with the best of intentions
And not a problem, yet Beware of the resistance You may feel as the breeze blows, Which is common prose for those that know
That resistance, and Not persistence feeds the many Lingering thoughts, which intrude Without common interlude, and
Breech the listening device, so Remember to be concise, focused, And present in all that is pleasant,
As well as with all that is unpleasant
Both are important, for growth depends on being engaged With all aspects of our humanity, Shared together not in vanity, But, rather, for the sake of our collective sanity
When it comes, In the light of day, At the dawn, or at night When the light has given way To the setting sun
Remember,
The stillness, that thrills us And fills us with a wonder, and A grace that is never asunder
Though, yes, we may blunder, and grope For and find thunder, That stillness is always within you, Waiting, Like a light that burns bright On very cold and stormy nights
When you are filled with chaos And are in need of a returning To that steadfast place, Which is also a yearning
Rebirth and renewal Are always there for your learning
Like a jewel That shines forth, and Reflects back all that is best
Especially when you are pressed Yet never regressed, And for surely blessed, and yes
Maybe even stressed, For you see, We are like the storm As we enact and perform Our duty on this planet of great beauty
Yet know that storming and performing Are only a part of the knowing One piece, just like That stillness deep inside, especially When we abide by all that is kind
Be blessed upon the tests That come, and Sit still in the knowing That all is One, and that You are growing and glowing Through the storm we may call knowing
All around you, look And see, what’s hidden Beneath the sea of tranquility,
Bathed in a light so bright And responsive to A plight, that’s right, Which lives beyond the night Of everlasting daylight,
Shining on
You and me, and all that see What’s already there, just stare Off into the distance, A common affair, so don’t beware
Rather take care Of yourself in this instance, For the perspiration of your inspiration Takes root there
It’s lives inside you, and me, And the common tree, Asunder not, One Full of thunder, and A distant and harmonic wonder
Believe in that which you see, A mirror of Mind, You and me, and yes, The uncommon tree, both, One And the same, playing the same game, Amidst the same flame, so
Breathe deep, and take in All there is to keep close to heart A majestical start, and a Rightful and delightful creation Is this thing we call inspiration
It’s hard to believe, I know, I know, cliche, yet, it is hard to believe that the holidays are upon us. Phew. A busy week, as always, and a stressful one for people that live in this country. Yep. True.
Writing
Right, so, first, in the event you’ve not yet seen what I’ve been up to, here it is.
Well, well, well, look at that. More poems than any other type of writing this week. Hm. Well, I did write last week that I was going to continue writing poems. How fun.
And, this week?
Well, as always, there is a plan, yet I’m never really sure what will happen. More fun that way. Really. Let’s see. Yes, I am thinking about a few different pieces. Here they are.
Poems on
Courage
Movement
Vulnerability
Majesty
A new social construction series entry on interaction ritual – it’s a sociological thing, of course, and will be fun.
Some new thinking I’ve done on interactions. More specifically on coaching type conversation.
And, I’m still pondering that piece on moving towards a more resilient and positivistic approach to sociology. Not sure.
It’s super fun to look back on what I’ve written during the week, reflect upon it, and then consider the following week’s writing. I am very curious to see how much poetry comes this next week. Hm.
Right. Well, that’s all about writing. Now? Yep, here we go.
Though, I’m not going to go on and on here, I do want to acknowledge how much stress, worry, and anxiety people in this country have been feeling about the election over the past week
And, no matter where you align yourself along the political spectrum, the aforementioned statement is true.
I am grateful that the election is complete, and that Biden and Harris will be in office for the next 4 years.
Whereas, I am hopeful they will do some good for a very fractured country, I do believe they are a bridge to a better day. Meaning?
That both political parties have work to do; and, they need to begin today.
That’s about all I have to write about that for now. Music? Yep. Good. Here we go.
Alright, so, like many of you, I’m sure, I listen to music when I write. Well, actually, I listen to music when I do lots of things, writing is simply one of them. And?
Well, a good friend of mine turned me on to a new pianist this past week. And?
WOW!
I mean, phew, moving, inspiring, exceptional. Ready? Here you go.
Now, whether you enjoy piano, or not, I invite you to please take a listen. Yiruma plays some of the most beautiful music I’ve ever heard. Really. Phew. Lovely.
Alright, that’s about all for this week.
Before I go, I want to add one more thing. Ready? Good. Here we go.
A New Day
Though divided, They simply had forgotten, That division is the seed of begotten Times past, and
That there was need Of a new day, where the kids could play Free from fear of reprisal,
Along a path toward survival With a much needed revival
Let us then not be stifled, but rather Set a course Quite more delightful
And work side by side One and all Toward a future That holds the promise Of what is rightful and insightful