17 Sunday Jun 2012
Posted in friends, Love, peace, poetry, present moment, sailing, spirituality, The Path of Three Hundred, Truth
Lucky…the doG of Me. On the S/V Cuddy in the Village of Masonboro YC
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“Next time…please take me with you.” spoke the Sheltie to his human.
“I will, Lucky…never again will I leave you.” spoke the human to his doG.
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27 Tuesday Mar 2012
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Arts, Bermuda, god, Meditation, Mind, Peace, Poetry, quiet path, White-tailed Tropicbird
The Longtailed One, The Bermuda Longtail
Through a difficult Silence…
the distance to a quiet mind is less…
Strength within Self…
kept where others do not see if they cannot See…
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That which no longer serves me in a positive way…
I release to the winds…
in order to release…I must…
acknowledge their existence in me so that they may depart forever…
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Six days and nights alone at sea…
tired, I am…
a hunger in me grows…sustenance needed…
not of the flesh, but of the Soul…
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Peace through struggle…
we all feel the process…
we all know how to travel this path…yet…
Fear consumes us sometimes only because we give it the Power…choice.
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“As the Longtailed One flew towards the southern horizon, Petah wondered how a living being such as this lone bird could survive by itself so far out to sea alone. He was now less than two hundred miles from Bermuda…the tiny dot of land that it is surrounded by the vastness of the Atlantic Ocean, yet the time it would take to fly this far out to sea made Petah wonder how the little guy rested. He never heard the bird utter a sound while it hovered above him…he seemed to exist in silence.
“Is this difficult for you?”, spoke Petah to the bird as it became small with distance.”
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30 Sunday Oct 2011
Image by greg frucci via Flickr
I am at the threshold of a Door…
going farther, I cannot…
communication is between Us…equal…
humans must meet each other halfway…nothing forced…
I raise a hand up from my side, with palm facing the heavens…
all I can do is wait for yours to rise…
each of us taking each others grip…only…
a wanting and desire must be checked by respect…unconditionally loved…
We travel our Path while feeling the signs along the Way…
they are there seen by Us…
those are the things…which…
cause Me to wait…for you…
As I stand in this doorway waiting…I see more…
Is it time for me to walk back the way I came…or shall my soul just rest here…waiting a little longer while I sail on the Indigo Sea?
October 30, 2011…the Village of Masonboro YC
30 Tuesday Aug 2011
Image by greg frucci via Flickr
Peace is that which awaits us on the other side of any wall…and…
all walls crumble with Time.
I thought about you all night…
I thought about me all night…
Paths of Life…
Where we are…limbo…
I felt it in Bermuda…
strong confusion…
Change does this to us…
I hear it in your voice…questions…
Aspects seem to block what we want…
even Beings we love look back at us in Fear…
and we feel their worry…
Our strength can comfort them…thus…
We can find Peace through our strength…
and they see it…
we feel them see us…
our canine best friends…our parents…all fear for Us…yet…
We follow a path for them…for Us…
for Life.
August 27, 2011…Masonboro, NC
