Monday, 17 November 2014

Once upon a restful brow … or why you should never trust a hero

Fairytales and epics teach us to look on the outside for meaning and fulfillment. We quest and we quest … offer up our heart and offer up our heart …  joust with windmills and joust with windmills. But the fulfilment we seek is already within us … this is particularly hard for the sleeping beauties and heroic types to grasp. No prince charming is going to offer a life of uninterrupted romance, devotion, and worship.  Demanding this of a romantic partner will only ensure suffering. Sleeping Beauty is left hungry and Prince Not-Quite-Charming Enough … left feeling inadequate and wanting to run. For the heroic types things are worse. In an attempt to bring the world under their control, a waking nightmare is created for many ... even when the would-be hero started with the best intentions. 

Still for Sleeping Beauty and Joan of Arc, there is hope. Suffering … that which you feel …  that which you cause ... is a sign, not that you must try harder, keep looking for a better mate, accomplish more and go farther afield to do it. Save the world. It is a sign that you must stand still and surrender to an imperfect world. Fairy tales only exist in dreams and nightmares can come from trying to make them a reality. By existing firmly in the world of NOW, you give it your full attention and love, not judgement, judgement, judgement

With no other agenda but love and attention the world changes on its own. Remember you are not the only creature of agency in existence. Love attracts more love … love empowers. Practice humility by understanding you are not all-wise, have no expectations of accomplishment, listen, create and contribute. Chaos and decay ensure there is no happily-ever after ending for anyBODY. But evolution and rebirth give every SOUL an eternity to struggle, suffer and sleep or ... to awaken.

Friday, 14 November 2014

Come to me in dreams, my love ...

Mary Shelley is best known for Frankenstein, arguably one of the best novels ever written.  If you haven't read it you should.  Frankenstein's delivery of Naturalism themes is perhaps only rivalled by Emily Bronte with Wuthering Heights.  Admiration of Shelley's prose brought me to take a look at what she did with poetry.  Her husband Percy Shelley was a very well-known Romantic poet and she spent much of her life in support of his work.  But I did find one piece.  Stanzas could be mostly aptly defined as Romantic with its classical themes but there is a much deeper lying darkness that hints at Naturalism.  It's four short stanzas leave the reader wishing she had written a great deal more.

Come to me in dreams, my love, Mary writes …

To read and hear please click on the link below.

Tuesday, 11 November 2014

Just How Many Butterflies

Lest we not forget
Rather let us remember
The key to ending war
To ending the killing
The suffering
Lies within us ALL
Time after time
Yesterday's enemy
Has become today's ally
What changed …
our minds

To hear the accompanying poem please click on the link below

Wednesday, 5 November 2014

Not-To-Be-Gotten Bird

If there is one thing I have learnt about writing poetry is that there is no forcing it. The inspiration for a poem will come on its own and only when it wants to … much like a cat. And so take a page from the not-so-humble house cat. Chase after those things you want and do it with the same exuberance and focus as a feline would chase a bird. Just like the pampered puddy … you may not get what you want but you will get something … we always do … even if it just the feathers of remembrance and a heart full poetic agony … life will always, in its own time, give you something to write about. In the meantime … live it. Meow:)

* Errata on quille noted …. quill.