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Once upon a time, there lived a little girl. More than anything in the whole wide world, this little girl wanted to be loved. She searched many, many foreign places for love. She kissed many toads for love. She loved and she loved and she loved. The more she loved, the harder it became. Her tiny little heart was fading. Layers and layers of molten skin were binding her. Finally, the little girl exploded. She began lashing out at everything and everyone in sight. Bolts of lightning were striking all she touched and did not touch. She began to spin out of control. As she spun, rings and rings were spinning off of her painting the earth. Many colors began flying throughout the air. Suddenly, she was naked. She looked into the water and there, she found her love. Now, to find the prince…

Saturday, December 31, 2011

Flowers

My daughter's boyfriend brought me flowers for my birthday

I adore flowers

the sexuality of a flower


It reminds me of our human organs


Sex

in a flower

blosssoming

dying

being reborn


It is New Year's Eve

a night of the flower


May soulmates meet

may soulmates greet

the night of the flower


The canvas

a life of love

staring at me

to become


Flowers

what a magical power

let it become

Tuesday, December 20, 2011

Mother, Sinner, Saint

Mother, sinner, saint holds so true


to be a mother, a sinner, and a saint


times are


what they are


with this mother


it is a fight


to the bitter end




No, mom's not going to retirement home


is this the theme of a new song


no


only the love, the life of the same old song


mom's not going to retirement home




Experiencing the love the life of my newborn son


he is so great so magnificent




2 more yet to come




My kids


they are mine you know


with or without me


they are mine




Life, circumstances


we are behold




They are mine


you know




To enjoy


the converses


of a mom and her son


they are so much fun




To see


life exerperiences


and how they become




They are mine


the life of a single mom




Am so proud of each and every one


the life of a single mom




Each soooo different


depending on the life of the single mom




Their love is so great


so magnificent


sooooo unheading


not dependent on the life of the single mom




Each and every one


so full of love, and joy and happiness




Sooo happy


to be the mother


of the single one




What can I say


I love my kids


and more


I love them in spite of


the life of the single mom





Wednesday, December 14, 2011

Seasons



It was 70 today.



Middle of December.



Seasons changing.



So am I.






Winter is coming.



What's no longer needed



dies.



Relationships.



Friendships.



Nature takes the ride.






Unpredicted.



All anew.



What once was.



Is totally in review.






Kneeling with nature.



Heaven above.



What's left is earthbound.



Prejudices judged.






Not in my world.



I see yet not accept.






Love is all.



Nature is good.






The phrase comes to me...



there is nothing to hold onto



in the spiritual world.






So true. So hard. So factful.



So experienced.






Is there a spiritual in a natural world?






Hmmmm.






I only know what I feel.



A spiritual being



being in a natural world.






What are the secrets?



What are the mysteries?



Experience.



Only one can learn.






History beyond



history withholds



history changes



so with the bold.






A wonderous life



is much to behold






Magic in the moon



no longer bestoys.






The stars, the moon, the sun follows me



I do not obey



to a weatherstorm loom.






My heart so full of love



let live and live



just for today.

Sunday, December 11, 2011

Harmony

In Love With The Possible

"When you have the profound awakening that you are part of a cosmic process that's going somewhere, you find yourself falling more deeply in love with what's possible than you are with what has already happened. And this shift inevitably challenges almost all of your values and beliefs, including your ideas about what it means to love another person. What are the conscious and unconscious values that inform your relationships with other people? Are those relationships primarily based on the past—on shared personal history and outdated cultural ideals? Or are they evolutionarily inspired, informed by the understanding that we're part of a process that's ever-aspiring to go somewhere new? Are your relationships alive with the evolutionary impulse, with a shared love for what's possible? Once we awaken to them, these future-oriented spiritual values are going to impact, in the most profound way, every notion we have of what life is supposed to look like."

—Andrew Cohen



Saturday, December 10, 2011

Wishes


"Be careful what you wish for...you might just get it."....was said to me a long time ago. Very true. I have searched for "God" for a very long time. My mother prays all the time. She has been very ill lately. My family thinks it is all in her mind. She is 83 years old. A very loving creature. She is in the beginning of what the doctors say is "dementia". Beside all points made, she suffers. I just love her. I don't know what else to do.

Anyway, as I said, I have searched for this being named "God". Wonders of wonder. Perhaps some people feel the need to believe in a wonderful being named "God". I believe in love. As the saying goes, "love conquers all". I also believe in hate. To hate what is wrong. Government being at the top of the list.

What makes me happy??? To wake up every morning with a knowing that my heart is in the right place. I have hurt no one. Back to wishes...make them count. The world is full of suffering but it is also full of love. Kindness makes the biggest difference. So much easier than being mean.