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Hold Me

Hold me.

Hold me one last time
within your strong brown arms
and red-blooded heart.

Hold me to your chest
so fierce with lovely loyalty,
warm inclusion
not yet chilled by my exclusion.

Hold me this one last time
remembering all our years
and glad times before

Shading from memory
aching days and nights alone
without passion’s touch
on skin
in heart
beneath belonging mind
longing to live more fully in this body
worthy of graced embrace.

Wrap your arms
and legs around me,
your breath
and sweat secure me.

Hold me one last time
before I go
where we cannot again
feel ourselves together
warm skin to warm
too thin.

Hold me for our love
and not our loss.

Hold me this one last time
forever.

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Doing PolyAmorous Paradise

When I was eight
I knew Paradise could not be merely secular humane
and yet be kind
and omnipotently divine

when a Great Horned Owl
breathed her last sacred breath toward me,
left alone
while she flew away
to where I would poorly follow
in my robust adult time.

It took me eight cycles of octave eight
to realize why
Paradise must include safe nests for diverse fowl,
politically
and ecologically cooperative seas
flowing complex schools of graceful fish
and surf’s bilateral co-gravity
flowing out here
and ebbing in now
breathing Earth’s healthy paradise past
and wealth-empowering future
polyamorous eternity.

Because an anthropocentric Paradise
would be monolithically,
and monotonously,
and monotheistically oxymoronic,
a scientifically and religiously ridiculous
metaphysical nightmare,
not ecologically sustainable,
not psychologically palatable

not even harmonically healthy potential paradise
because not synergetically
polyphonically
polypathically
polyculturally
or polytheistically healthy
wealth of peak co-empathic experience

regeneratively compelling
and degeneratively disspelling
economically enlightened
and politically empowering
co-intelligent empathic/dyspeptic
polytheistically inclusive
indigenous wisdom design.

Every polyvagal body knows
Heaven begins and ends
in an organically holistic
and politically democratic
globally healthy Earth Garden
with zero-balanced waste wealth stream
and nonzero-soul kind-kin potential
panentheistic elegant integrity,
yes?

So how does denying our naturally embodied climate
and unkind mind-wasting spiritual pathologies
help us become the perpetually ReStorative Paradise
we might synergetically peace together

Healing decadently autocratic Hell
monotheistically against sacredly wealthy
organically healthy Gaia Earth.

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BeComing ReBorn Again

Elder RightBrain felt compassions never die,
they simply enter colonizing peak
and complexly exit creolizing deep
erotic/agapic sexsensory sleeps
co-arising passion’s positive redemption

Not quite so much ecstatically felt
in our first inhale longing breath
as in our last surrendered exhale

Synergetic belonging
co-redeeming breathless pleasure,
however unrequited,
resiliently touches sacred peace
with all indigenously resonant souls

ReGenerating EarthTribe’s healthy heartbeat way
panentheistically anticipating wealthy paradise life
first inhaling birth of longing truth
last exhaling re-birthed belonging

Within Elder EarthMother’s root felt
pronoia choice
empowering FatherSun’s light crown
touching pleasure voice.

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Invoking Emmanuel

If now is your time
in this final threshold
between life
and death,
then this is our passion time,
remembered past
torn from imaged future.

I cannot bear this burden
this loss
this relinquishment of relationship
in which wealth fully invests
in knowing
and growing our love
together.

If now is our time,
I would accompany you
embrace you
full bodied
with these emphatic tears
of sad
sacred gratitude
for all we have been
togathering.

Not needing,
in this transition,
to bear tomorrow’s weight
adjusting to a crippling hole
in my heart,
gaping mind,
useless body
unable to touch you
with voice
and passionate loving choice.

If now is your time
to depart,
then we leave together
as far as our compassionate bodies
our co-emphatic minds
can yet embrace
this eternal
reverent severance space

Slow dancing,
soft breathing
in-between silent mortal dusk
and immortal dawn
of disembodied love

Becoming, already,
and much too soon,
some new emergent rebirth
of divine memories
within

As without,
touched by grace
written across each face
in which I may search
for your cherished trace
of reconnection
to this soulful time
and transition place

Interceding prayers
between daylight’s empowering life
and twilight’s disengaging death
apart.

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Getting To Old

I often hear,
“It’s tough getting old.”

I never hear
“It’s tougher not getting old”
because, I suppose,
those who might have spoken
from personal experience
are no longer with us.

I am becoming too familiar
with aches
pains
losses
loneliness
of ageing alone

All of which invite
my thought,
“It’s tough staying old”

And happy
healthy
unconditionally prosperous
elder wise
mindful
fully engaged
compassionately warm
win/win resilient

Anticipating this sufficient day
more than anxious
about tomorrow’s losses
pains
solitary encroaching disabilities,
dark nights.

That said,
staying old
feels much easier
and lighter
and brighter
and curiously mightier
than fighting
vying
trying to stay young.

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Exit Strategy

To prepare for final cosmic breath
exhaled
echoing first breath
inhaling
waiting to exhale
pausing for Earth’s final soliloquy

To terminate all humane
and inhumane relationships
Commitments
and lack thereof
Obligations
and assets
Risks
and opportunities

To clean up any risks
of disenfranchising anomalies,
coloring too wildly
outside monoculturing lines;
to do no harm
and feel most helpful
for future regenerations

To choose to say goodbye,
farewell
with loving kindness,
warm regard for myself
and kindred Others

To not grasp and cling and hide
due to fear of personal loss;
to embrace sufficient curious courage
even in these last darkening days

To engage in the exit process as deeply
and fully
as I engaged in my birthing process–
neither of which involve my total control
of my most intimate and integral situations;
both of which involve some range of choice-making
sometimes
especially regarding property
and especially NOT regarding interpersonal relationships,
dipolar co-arising
win/lose risk and win/win opportunity,
life as love
in fast and slowing lanes
and recycling seasonal circles

To optimize health,
safety,
joy,
release,
freedom for Self and Others
in this final preparation for Great Transition

To minimize trauma,
stress,
anxiety,
depression,
sadness,
claustrophobia,
stuckness

To let go gracefully
with emotional intelligence

To not get lost
in loss

To warmly embrace
my turn to speak
and sing
and dance
and possibly communicate
has passed

To clear a sacred space
and sufficient time
for Others to listen
more compassionately together
than falling carelessly apart.

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Together Will We Part

Cells work is play
to resiliently thrive
only in organic systems.

Individual yolked cells
each with her own ego-governor
survive healthy together
and divide tragically apart

More like symbiotic regenerations
of surfing cantilevers
than degenerations
outside predations
storming waves
recolonizing cancers.

Transgendering
transubstantiating
transitions can be both

Too hard on ego yolks
and too soft for ecobodies
become some One boundaried else
while too soon severing
into not yet Zero

Sacrificed for tomorrow’s
unconditional regard
organically in-between
One secular EgoZone
and not yet Zero sacred
systemic EarthTribe soul

Remembering past memories
mindful of mind-cell fullness
side by side solidarity
re-imaging severed cells

Crests of history’s
great transitioning wave
from individual hot burning stars
to seas of cold
dead
dry dust

Awaiting wetter rust
for light and power
to co-arise
more resilient lust

Inside crusts
of ego loving centers
and their living eco-kin
becoming back and forth,
together and apart
again

Enlightenment
and death,
empowering cantilevers
losing out to expatriating cancers

Co-invested
ego risks of past power
and eco loss of future opportunities

Individuating
systems for regeneration
and recycling seasons
of privation

Therapy
and trauma,
health
and pathology

Unconditional regard
and conditioned
hardening cells
of disregard

For innocent Othered cells
whose work is also play
to resiliently thrive

Only in organic systems
unconditionally regarding
this enlightened
empowering day

Swings of Yang bright light
empowering Yin’s eternal sway.

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What Is This Thing?

What is this thing
called mortal love?
Yet not a Thing
at all

At least a Relationship,
Which, of course,
requires two or more
to adore-fully dance
or, divorcing,
fall

Back into Earth’s green ball
planting and replanting health
without one sign to recall
LeftBrain conserving dominance
preserving StraightWhiteMale prominence
throughout his-story’s clumsy appall

Peace brokers wondering,
How grows this integrity,
felt immortal passion
not not mortally unknown
after bodies
and before spirits
good health natured
co-arising All

These sacred relationships
for Earth’s immortal love
in one dynamic place,
passions springing forth
toward warm best known
recall.

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HealthCare Requiem

So here we are
now together in this eternal circle
around death’s latest victim
in our apartisan lives.

We pause,
each to invite a quieter humbling access
to silent comfort
from this ministering circle

Each, and together,
facing this our inevitable personal
frighteningly human,
naturally spiritual
and inspirationally natural trauma

Asking forgiveness from ourselves
and each Other in this soon parting Circle,
letting go of flawed relationships
in which we have done and said,
and too often not peacefully done
and said,
harm to ourselves
and to these encircled Others

Here doing our health and wellness best
we can
knowing some days and nights
like this death day,
with nighttime fears
and angers against cruel
and unusual mortality,
we will add to our shared ecology
and theology
of Trauma:

[invite Circle to add their own feelings]

Loss
Suffering
Pain
A degenerating climate
Hopelessness
Despair…

Yet, also in this Sacred Pause
before dispersing
shared Death’s hard inevitability,
we may also invite remembering
this our circling resonance,

When,
in our most robust compassion moments,
health care giving
is also wealth receiving resilient
brilliant,
physically empowering
and spiritually enlightening

We embrace
and celebrate our recircling Trauma facing
sacred place
warmly regarding space

For all that we have said and done
and have not said and not done
from heart-felt compassion
with ____;

[full name of deceased/ing]

This inside silent day
and dark night,
and those before
and yet to come
trusted truths
and healthiest beauty
circles gathering Earth’s compassion
celebrating this sacred pause in Life.

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