sonrisazulimar

You are everywhere and nowhere In the landscape Of my dreams Both, a distant relative  and my next of kin. Memory seeks to transport me To where hands  And lips fail to travel. Past and future  fall away now Faith keeping me  In the present. I stand in the center Of my universe Poised to receive  The syllables  of this verse. Frozen from posing These questions For what seems like forever -of relatedness -of belonging…. and I find myself remembering That this here is between you/me and God. And that if there were never Anymore than this It would be enough. A love that transcends Lifetimes, I would savor Like Manuka honey Aged into wine.

Our stories are written in song

Sung-spoken on the tongues and lips

Of our most precious one(s) 

Embodied in form

Flesh and blood

Earth and Water

Fire and Air

Spirit and Breath.

(~*~)

Pause,

Just take a breath. 

Linger on that thought for a moment

And then let it float away. 

We are rising and falling 

Like snowflakes and ashes

Melting away into puddles

Eventually become a river

Carving its veluptuous shape

onto maps of my memory.

(~*~)

Freckles and birthmarks

Mapping my entire body, 

Sprinkled and scattered

On my skin

Like stars in the heavens. 

Each with its own unique pattern

Fractals of light reflected 

in the midnight pools of my eyes.

(~*~)

The impressions of the day 

recorded and discarded

in the journals

and the letters to self

Written along the way

Whenever balance is called for 

And reflection needed

to reconcile both sides of the scale. 

(~*~)

Giving and receiving

Love and Service 

Gratitude and Abundance

Grace and Reciprocity

Peace and Justice

Karma is the law.

The law is always in action. 

By Nature

We are composed

on principle.  

Fear triggers defensiveness.

Defensiveness causes reactivity. 

Reactivity reflects unclear/uncentered thinking. 

Uncentered thinking distorts vision. 

Distorted vision causes judgement. 

Judgement is based on perception. 

Objects seen through the eyes of perception are always seen as less than whole. 

[All perceptions are false. ]

  To see something as less than whole is to lack Faith. 

To demonstrate a lack Faith is to believe in separation. 

Separation is a myth. 

To perpetuate a myth is to deny the truth. 

[Truth permeates everything.]

  To deny a part of the truth is to deny the whole thing. 

The "whole thing" is God. 

To deny God is blasphemy. 

Blasphemy is to offend all things God-infused. 

An offense is a violation of perception. 

[All perceptions are false.]

  [Truth is inviolable.]

  Violence is a type of emotional energy that produces harmful intentions, thoughts, and/or actions.

[Sometimes all of the above.]  

Energy can neither be created or destroyed, only transmuted. 

Transmutation is alchemy. 

Alchemy can only occur when all 4 elements are present. 

[Earth, Air, Fire, Water]

  The 4 elements are really 5. 

The four are said to exist within the fifth. 

The fifth is Spirit. 

Spirit is presence. 

Presence is the witness. 

Witnessing is the faculty that gives birth to compassion and wisdom. 

Wisdom and compassion are the mother and father of intelligence.

Intelligence guides us on how and when to act.  

Actions range in skillfullness. 

The skillfullness of an action depends on the integrity that shapes it. 

Integrity is the alignment of intention, thought, and action (speech). 

Good alignment depends on self-reflection and adjustment. 

Self-Reflection is to exercise awareness. 

Awareness is key to balance. 

Balance is a journey of constant fluctuation. 

Fluctuation is the state constant change. 

Change is the natural and continuous flow of + to - , and vice versa ad infinitum.   

+s and -s exist in everything. 

+ plus - = 0. 

0 ≠ nothingness, rather "no-(one)thing-ness".

Nothingness =Everything.

Everything stems from a state of pure potential. 

Potentiality is the Ω. 

[The Ω is also known as א  or aleph.] 

The א is the zero point. 

The zero point is the origin of creation and destruction. 

Violence is destructive. 

Therefore, the source of all violence comes from the One...

The 1 that contains all others...

Otherwise known as the 0.

  [0 = the beginning and end of everything ....and nothing.]

How do you

pick up the pieces

of y(our) soul

shattered

on the pavement 

like the glass

from last week's

break in?

The felt sense

of what once was,

is no longer

held together

by the framework

of a dream

layed to rest[lessness]

Now it spills out

every which way,

mixing messily

with the oils and debris

Of this street-side

graveyard,

where poppies

and dandelions 

keep pushing

through concrete. 

Sloppy universe.

Plain sloppy. 

Perfect universe.

Just perfect. 

I can always

count on you

to give me

another opportunity

to practice

Stillness.

Wisdom.

Patience. 

Faith.    

Even when

it hurts so bad...

~Thank you. 

~Thank you.

~Thank you. 

Stripped of my own undoing I retire to the sanctity Of being born again Into the simplicity of knowing Singularity is the complexity of everything melted down.

Restored of my peace Eye witness The undoing of illusion That paints provocative pictures Of reality otherwise known as Fantasy projected by potentiality.

Truth does not reveal itself in cryptic tongues but in the stark black and white contrast beyond a shadow of a doubt. Bared naked, it’s authentic form Takes shape where none other will hold. It need not lean it’s weight on another’s shoulder. Truth stands all on its own.

She is the rock

Illuminated by the Sun

Her halo aglow 

With the warm rays of his Love.

She holds steady in the sky

A wreath of stars 

That set fire to the path

Between these ancient lovers.

He, enamoured with her mystery

She, bathed in his radiance

The both of them

Dancing in the heavens 

From dawn to dusk

And twilight to high noon

Never tiring of the chase

One always making way for the other

Sometimes meeting in the same sky.

Theirs is a perfect union of opposites

Complementing their differences

In ways that inspire delight,

Keeping the spark between them alive

As the one rises and sets

And the other waxes and wanes

Each in glowing confidence

That the other always has their back. 

Like a wave 

in water

summertime

under the stars 

Speaks to me 

in words

Only the soul 

can hear.

She says, “Lay 

your aching body

against the rock. 

Breathe the vast 

Openness of the night.

Dream sweetly 

May your eyes 

shine brightly

In the morning

You will find 

The trail of tears 

washed you clean

Of fear and suffering.

Remember.

Love is the only thing

Worth remembering. 

-Simha Palomar Azul 

Where will this waking ever end? 

Why must there be an end?

What does time passing mean to infinity?

How do we dance so that we all fit?

I mean the space between 

where you and I 

meet / begin / end / transform / shift

These are times for planting

And we reap what we sow, 

so, what will you sew 

Like a bead or a charm 

Onto the cloth of life? 

What threads will you weave 

Into the making of this stellar masterpiece?

And what of your humanity?

What of the dirt under your fingernails?

What of the must of your sweat? 

What of the doubts and the fears that you carry?

What of your tendency to forget?

Or your desire to connect?

And what of the will to be strong, do good, and fail sometimes? 

What of the long nights and the feelings of dread?

What about the choices that took you the hard way?

So what if your anger has caused you to react?

...knowing very welll the purpose of anger is to incite reaction

The point being to rise and meet the occasion

No matter what it takes

So quit your doubting and your hiding

It’s time to take the next step

Let your questions guide you along the route

The quickest and closest one to the heart.

-Marisa Simha Azul

Staring into 

the night sky   Mouth wide

open, drinking in

the light of the past... 

So many 

constellations

So many nations

So much depth

So much shape

Mapping the surface

Of Her face.

This giant crater

cradles me

Mirrored 

in the center 

of her eye

The source

of all the rivers

and tributaries

That move

the matrix of light

from on high. 

-Marisazuli 

illusion

is the truth

that nothing

is as it seems

and everything

is always exactly

as it seems if you

are really looking.

(((v))) 

delusion

is the acceptance

of defeat 

in face of

the seemingly

insurmountable

loss of what

was never won.

(((v)))

confusion

is to allow

one's self

to be pulled

in two opposite

extremes

restlessly wavering

never finding center.

(((v)))

ambivalence

is the submission

to the conditions 

that cloud our perceptions

tormenting the body 

into falsely believing

the spirit must flee 

to be free.