Step with me
Into a magic place
Which exists
Right here
Right now
Where I've always been
In this place
All is well
In this place
I know
Peace
Joy
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*
deep
deep
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Love
Tears of delight
Hover
Ready to flow
At the sight of yet
Another miracle
Another evidence
Of Love's touch
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I see the miracle of our sons
Such precious and beautiful souls
Their words and thoughts are music
They speak love and kindness
Treasures
Precious gems, they are
Precious gems, they are
Love's grace has carried and nurtured them
"In spite of " our many failings as parents
Glory, glory
*
Shift Happened
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In them
and in us
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Shift Happened
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In them
and in us
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How many years have I spent
"needing" to be thin?
At the first sign of weight gain
Or loss of muscle
Self loathing has been my companion
I have starved myself
Or punished myself
By overeating
Or punished myself
By overeating
I've taken pride in the ability
To starve my Self
Disease comes in many forms
I was a beautiful, pitiful picture
Of suffering
Loved ones expressed concern
Tried to save me from wasting away
Yes, yes
Notice and suffer with this tragic figure
Which is me
Which is me
But, now!
Now!
I look in the mirror
I see me!
Aspects that I would have considered ugly before;
Shameful and needing to be hidden
Are simply
Me
It's not my mind that is different
It is my very essence
There's less judgment
No standard of "perfection"
Against which to measure
Since puberty
My body has represented
A major component - indicator
Of value
(I wonder if there are many women in our culture who cannot relate)
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Shift Happened
*
I don't feel like I'm even in the same universe anymore
*
I know something now
My soul understands something now
Truth that resided in the intellect
Has become life
Seeds planted
Have become fragrant blossoms
*
I could not hurry the rose
Could not force the process
This is much more than a lesson regarding body image
It cuts deep to the core of who I've been
Dependent on external factors
Looking outside myself
For life and love
Intellectual understanding has been translated
Into the wordless language
Of the soul
From where does this magic come?
I spoke words to Love
I prayed to know that "God is enough"
Love is enough
*
I ask to be purified of all
That is not love
These are the seeds
They are choices to receive
Whatever is needed
To bring about these realities
Alone, I am powerless
To accomplish any of this
When my spirit agrees with Spirit
Transformation is welcomed
Suffering embraced
As the pathway to my desires
This is what seems true to me
True transformation does not happen
In my conscious mind
I give words to my desires
And know that Love hears:
Know that miracles are happening
In a place beyond words
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I listened to Mad World, by Gary Jules, today
Tears of deep gratitude and bliss
Flow as I listen
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UMHTjkCJews *
I lived in this place
For many years
(and expect I'll regularly revisit, in the years to come)
Here is the darkness
Which reveals the light
Here is the suffering
That pierces and cracks the soul **
Oh, precious friend
Read the words
Listen to the songs
"There is a crack in everything
That's how the light gets in
Forget your perfect offering
Every heart, every heart
To love will come"
(Leonard Cohen - Anthem**)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9vTSU1lIeJU
Bliss is here
Joy so sweet
It hurts
Plant your seeds
Speak your dreams
Remember that life starts in darkness
The protective darkness of the womb
The hidden seed within rich soil
Pressure and pain
Give birth to life
Smile
Smile
Hope, trust, know
Your darkness is not wasted
You do not see what happens in the dark
It happens, just the same
Your fractured heart
Your pierced soul
Are birth pangs
Opening the way
For life and love
To shine
Illuminate
And transform
Shift Happens!
*
I know something now
My soul understands something now
Truth that resided in the intellect
Has become life
Seeds planted
Have become fragrant blossoms
*
I could not hurry the rose
Could not force the process
This is much more than a lesson regarding body image
It cuts deep to the core of who I've been
Dependent on external factors
Looking outside myself
For life and love
Intellectual understanding has been translated
Into the wordless language
Of the soul
From where does this magic come?
I spoke words to Love
I prayed to know that "God is enough"
Love is enough
*
I ask to be purified of all
That is not love
These are the seeds
They are choices to receive
Whatever is needed
To bring about these realities
Alone, I am powerless
To accomplish any of this
When my spirit agrees with Spirit
Transformation is welcomed
Suffering embraced
As the pathway to my desires
This is what seems true to me
True transformation does not happen
In my conscious mind
I give words to my desires
And know that Love hears:
Know that miracles are happening
In a place beyond words
*
*
*
I listened to Mad World, by Gary Jules, today
Tears of deep gratitude and bliss
Flow as I listen
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UMHTjkCJews *
I lived in this place
For many years
(and expect I'll regularly revisit, in the years to come)
Here is the darkness
Which reveals the light
Here is the suffering
That pierces and cracks the soul **
Oh, precious friend
Read the words
Listen to the songs
"There is a crack in everything
That's how the light gets in
Forget your perfect offering
Every heart, every heart
To love will come"
(Leonard Cohen - Anthem**)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9vTSU1lIeJU
Bliss is here
Joy so sweet
It hurts
Plant your seeds
Speak your dreams
Remember that life starts in darkness
The protective darkness of the womb
The hidden seed within rich soil
Pressure and pain
Give birth to life
Smile
Smile
Hope, trust, know
Your darkness is not wasted
You do not see what happens in the dark
It happens, just the same
Your fractured heart
Your pierced soul
Are birth pangs
Opening the way
For life and love
To shine
Illuminate
And transform
Shift Happens!
* Mad World - Gary Jules
All around me are familiar faces
Worn out places, worn out faces
Bright and early for their daily races
Going nowhere, going nowhere
Their tears are filling up their glasses
No expression, no expression
Hide my head I want to drown my sorrow
No tomorrow, no tomorrow
And I find it kinda funny, I find it kinda sad
The dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had
I find it hard to tell you, I find it hard to take
When people run in circles it's a very very
mad world mad world
Children waiting for the day they feel good
Happy birthday, happy birthday
Made to feel the way that every child should
Sit and listen, sit and listen
Went to school and I was very nervous
No one knew me, no one knew me
Hello teacher tell me what's my lesson
Look right through me, look right through me
And I find it kinda funny, I find it kinda sad
The dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had
I find it hard to tell you, I find it hard to take
When people run in circles it's a very very
Mad world, world
Enlarge your world
Mad world
**Anthem
The birds they sang
At the break of day
Start again
I heard them say
Don't dwell on what
Has passed away
Or what is yet to be.
Ah the wars they will
Be fought again
The holy dove
She will be caught again
Bought and sold
And bought again
The dove is never free.
Ring the bells that still can ring
Forget your perfect offering
There is a crack in everything
That's how the light gets in.
We asked for signs
The signs were sent
The birth betrayed
The marriage spent
Yeah the widowhood
Of every government
Signs for all to see.
I can't run no more
With that lawless crowd
While the killers in high places
Say their prayers out loud.
But they've summoned, they've summoned up
A thundercloud
And they're going to hear from me.
Ring the bells that still can ring
You can add up the parts
But you won't have the sum
You can strike up the march,
There is no drum
Every heart, every heart
To love will come
But like a refugee.
Ring the bells that still can ring
Forget your perfect offering
There is a crack, a crack in everything
That's how the light gets in.
Ring the bells that still can ring
Forget your perfect offering
There is a crack, a crack in everything
That's how the light gets in.
That's how the light gets in.
That's how the light gets in.
---
"Anthem" as written by Leonard Cohen
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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Worn out places, worn out faces
Bright and early for their daily races
Going nowhere, going nowhere
Their tears are filling up their glasses
No expression, no expression
Hide my head I want to drown my sorrow
No tomorrow, no tomorrow
And I find it kinda funny, I find it kinda sad
The dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had
I find it hard to tell you, I find it hard to take
When people run in circles it's a very very
mad world mad world
Children waiting for the day they feel good
Happy birthday, happy birthday
Made to feel the way that every child should
Sit and listen, sit and listen
Went to school and I was very nervous
No one knew me, no one knew me
Hello teacher tell me what's my lesson
Look right through me, look right through me
And I find it kinda funny, I find it kinda sad
The dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had
I find it hard to tell you, I find it hard to take
When people run in circles it's a very very
Mad world, world
Enlarge your world
Mad world
**Anthem
The birds they sang
At the break of day
Start again
I heard them say
Don't dwell on what
Has passed away
Or what is yet to be.
Ah the wars they will
Be fought again
The holy dove
She will be caught again
Bought and sold
And bought again
The dove is never free.
Ring the bells that still can ring
Forget your perfect offering
There is a crack in everything
That's how the light gets in.
We asked for signs
The signs were sent
The birth betrayed
The marriage spent
Yeah the widowhood
Of every government
Signs for all to see.
I can't run no more
With that lawless crowd
While the killers in high places
Say their prayers out loud.
But they've summoned, they've summoned up
A thundercloud
And they're going to hear from me.
Ring the bells that still can ring
You can add up the parts
But you won't have the sum
You can strike up the march,
There is no drum
Every heart, every heart
To love will come
But like a refugee.
Ring the bells that still can ring
Forget your perfect offering
There is a crack, a crack in everything
That's how the light gets in.
Ring the bells that still can ring
Forget your perfect offering
There is a crack, a crack in everything
That's how the light gets in.
That's how the light gets in.
That's how the light gets in.
---
"Anthem" as written by Leonard Cohen
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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