poems & songs to fuel our journey
Sipping tea
the mountain says to me
you always have a choice
of which voice you let win
the one that wants to punish, please, or police
or the one that encourages you to release
all the fibs and lies *
and remember you are the one that never dies
and trust a new future will indeed rise
as a tipping point of you are willing to close your eyes,
let go of stubborn or buried pride,
and be willing to look again,
not out there, but tenderly inside
and humbly begin (even if for the millionth time)
the ever brave and miraculous journey
of truly letting illogical alchemical LOVE
penetrate all that thick skin
and permeate every particle
of your personality's adaptive appeal
to
heal
the
war
within.
*Fibs= Fear Induced Belief Stories (or Body Symptoms!)
LIes= Limited Insidious Efforting Strategies
Dear Beloveds,
While there are so many voices
carnival barking at you to chase money
You have a choice
to tune in to a profound Truth
inviting you to see
that illogical, indestructible LOVE
infinitely sourced with abiding JOY
is the new 3.0 world currency
And this is the secret key
to inspired, innovative creativity
that produces all real prosperity.
You have a choice
to try to join that club of feast and gloat
Or wake up and at least be willing to not miss this boat
that will carry you to your new promise land
Of nourishment and abundance beyond anything
our programmed pinball machine brains could possibly understand
You have a choice
to trust this sacred current to pull you into a new future
That YOU came to build
You are not meant to settle & suffer, haggle & hustle
No no no, my dears- YOU are here
to chaperone her majesty the Mystery’s greatest creation
of an all new civilization beyond compare, if you dare
to let go of those toys inherited from the old boys
And open your wings to soar
You were born for so much more
with LOVE, from the Wisdom channel :-)
Dear Beloveds,
While there are familiar, persistent, convincing voices
telling you to back off, don’t effort too much
maybe even cleverly dressed in self-love, spiritual surrender, and such
You are now able to perceive that you don’t want to be pressed to believe that safety comes from comfort, putting off, or playing small
Do not throw the baby out with the bathwater of seeker-achiever drive, and miss the Call
Yes, it’s brilliant to stand for being authentically alive and uninstall all that fear-programmed protection
But beware of the residue telling you to meditate or hesitate like a fox fearing rejection wrapped in sheepish divine ascension
Do not settle for anything less than Essence pure and true
Fully animating you anew
Of course, LOVE doesn’t want you to be motivated from any old ouch
And surely it doesn’t want to let you to just linger on the couch of only
half of Rumi’s instruction- “not the way fear makes you move”
You need to heed his induction of LOVE in active flow.
Let proactive progress become your new friend, not just the old patriarchal foe
Our beloved friends Gandhi, Ruth, and MLK also say MOVE!
You’ve got this, Marian- go go go!
This is the precipice
to either fall into a groove
like losing your car keys in between the seats over and over
or rise up to not indulge a pattern that repeats and replace it with a bolder, braver
determination to enthusiastically merge with the goddess of creation, pick up your Blade of Light (infused with the almighty power of inspired innovation) and wield it well
Be willing to reach and risk and fall down and get back up to climb those stairs again and ring that bell
To tell the world you are open for business with the best medicine in town
This is your choice now, my love- to cling to ready set, not yet, or claim your crown
For the glory of the kingdom you came to build, for the very reason you volunteered to be born
into this planet’s predicaments that others may react to with scorn
understandably so, but you and I know
that YOU chose the road less travelled a long long long lifetime ago
So here we are…incredible as it may seem
To finally birth the DREAM
Yeshua, Mary, Francis and Teresa all knew
And now my dear, is it fucking up to YOU.
Song origin story: About three years ago, I was about to go to sleep around midnight and something compelled me
to put my fingers on the keyboard, and this flowed out
of my body— unexpected, spontaneous…about a week
before the war broke out in Ukraine/Russia.
Here in 2025, my heart goes out especially to the millions of innocent people, in any war across our global village, caught in the crossfire of politicians and power plays.
May there be true peace and prosperity and may it begin inside of me, ending the war within. May I keep dissolving fear- false evidence appearing real and liberating LOVE Limitless Omnipotent Vitality Emerging. And do my best each day to effectively embody this infinite LOVE in action. Infinite Source; help me to see clearly--not grey-smeared or rose-tinted-- and respond wisely, with compassion, curiosity and care.
A song for our shared heart of humanity. Let this touch yours :-)
When will we finally start learning
Hate cannot heal
And only LOVE is real
How much longer will it take for us to let go
Of so many stories that were never, ever true?
Why does it seem so hard
To face every face and see
You are me. And I am you.
We have a choice
LOVE or fear
Will you use your voice
And let it be clear
Are you ready? Are you willing to answer the call?
Keep it steady, history’s repeating. Hearts are beating
All for one and one for all
Where will we find our way to a new promise land with no guarantee?
Who are the ones destined to stay, even though we know it’s not easy
It’s just what’s gotta be!
What will make your soul sing?
Soar into the future and ask it what you’re here to bring
What you are here to bring
We have a choice
LOVE or fear
Will you use your voice
And let it be clear
Are you ready? Are you willing to answer the call?
Keep it steady, let’s claim our power in this hour
All for one and one for all
One Life One Love One Heart One Mind One Breath One Time
Now. Here we are Now. Here we are Now.
More good than you can imagine is in store for those who give up the little sense of self
for the SELF.
- Michael Beckwith
Move. But don’t move the way fear makes you move.
- Rumi
Divine Presence whispers to me
It's time to wake up, beloved,
into the arms of outrageous, infinite LOVE
into this new day dawning
You have no idea what's possible
when you let go of all the stories and strategies
and say YES to this LOVE taking the lead
in a new DANCE- unrehearsed, untethered,
unknowable and true
It does not compute for the programmed mind
or wounded heart
And this is your freedom and joy and destiny
to birth anew
or get tripped up by fear trying not to lose
in a crazy game, impossible to win
In each precious moment
you get to choose
and let this joyful play begin
SELF: Source Essence Limitless Formless
DANCE: Divine Aliveness Nourishing Creative Expression
LOVE: Limitless Omnipotent Vitality Emerging
YES: Yielding to Effortless Surrender :-)
New Poems: F.U.E.L. practice meditation with the mountain. These unexpectedly emerged, scribed on the same day. Please let them sink into your soul. :-)
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I am this mountain...
I am this mountain and sky and trees
I am the birdsong and this cool breeze touching my skin
Greeting me, enfolding, emboldening me for a truly new day to begin
I am this cup of tea, warm in my hands
I am an unfolding Mystery that no amount of clever thinking ever understands
I am emergence rising
from the belly of the beast and the bosom of the Great Mother
We are entering a time unlike any other
Where we finally can see
Every being as sister brother
And forgiveness and grace allow us to be emancipated
from these chains of fear and division
And be consecrated in a new vision
beyond all these stories and strategies that come from lack
Truly waking up to LOVE limitless omnipotent vitality expressing, caressing wounded hearts and healing reactive adaptive parts that tried to protect us but we just kept falling down
Now here we stand together and tall
Claiming our crowns, and taking our power back
for a beautiful world that does work for all
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The sun is not afraid of the dark...
The sun is not afraid of the dark
The moon doesn’t wish it were thinner
The ocean isn’t worried about getting wet or drowning or being too much or too quiet & still And does not hesitate to create or destroy
The lilies do not toil, rather they blossom generously and wither back to compost without complaint
The hummingbird is not exhausted or overworked in spite of all that effort
These are my teachers
if I am willing to let them be
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The soul knows
What the ego often judges as a freeze of resistance, avoidance or at least a naughty lack of productivity
The soul knows as a Holy Pause
And is it my sovereign duty, especially at this stage of my life, to be a servant of the Sacred
Not a well-behaved slave for the never-ending list from the land of never enough
What is weak
What is wisdom
What is naïve
What is brave
There is only one life to save, the goddess (who lives in a chamber in my chest) whispers
It is my own, of course, I see
And may I know this is the blessing, benefiting what we call eternity
There are no real cages and no one to set free
But I shall carry on this quest
until they all reach purity
of heart and mind at rest
and humankind returning
to mine the gold inside and alchemize the lead world into its glory beyond the story we all were sold so long agoAnd the LOVE parade shall march to celebrate a radiant new glow.