Category Archives: Living in the Now

For Goodness Sake

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Dal Lake, Kashmir-2 Painting by Suhail Naqshbandi

Dal Lake, Kashmir-2 Painting by Suhail Naqshbandi

Sometimes when I awake, there is an almighty mountain and a lake

Standing between my faith and my dreams, for goodness sake

But no matter how impossible ‘the way’, may at first seem

I know that it can’t stop the growth or expansion within, that enables me to create

Creativity is the energy that makes everything feel so deeply, wonderfully and deliciously real

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And even though sometimes when I awake

A mighty river may appear, slap-bang-in-the-middle

Gushing between my faith and my dreams

Despite all that I have seen, it doesn’t stop me from staying true to my ideals

It doesn’t stop the inexplicable sense of ease and flow, or the zeal

And so, I give thanks that the Earth still turns and the Sun still shines

The Birds still sing and I feel fine, with all of life’s appeal

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And even though when I awake, it might take, a moment or so, to align

I know, that a joyous attitude is simply just another ‘state-of-mind’

A state of being that I can choose, at any given point in time

Sublimely independent from anything observably external

Because ultimately, we are all creators of our own realities

Each of us, from a source of energy that is always pure and eternal

All one has to do, is allow the reality most desired, unto oneself reveal

For attached to every thought and feeling is a physical material sequel

Therefore it’s helpful to orientate one’s most-frequent ‘point-of-focus’ in the vicinity of all things desirous and pleasurable

Lest one unwittingly creates unwanted realities, going around and around in circles…

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September in the Park

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I place two shiny new conkers in your hands

Commenting on how many leaves are gathering now under the trees, fallen to the ground

We count the grazing geese upon the green, (there’s more than fifty!)

And remark upon a fearless squirrel darting across our path with boundless energy

I let down our ponytails so we can feel the Autumn breeze in our hair

With the sound of the fountain spray upon the lake in the air

We stop to say ‘Hello‘ to a majestic white swan upon the pond who holds its neck so proudly

And over the hump back bridge we say ‘Hi’ to a crow changing branches in a tree

Whose slick black feathers shine iridescently

Then we see two little girls chasing each other around a playground

They laugh and shout: ‘you can’t catch me, you can’t catch me…’

On the way back we wave at our reflections in the window and pause briefly

Before I comb and braid your hair into a plait so very neatly

via Wednesday 28th September 2016 — Cat & Pat

Nip Tuck

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So many people clambering through the ruins of human habit

Trekking through a kaleidoscopic landscape

Of synthetic addictions and distractions

Like colourful stained glass patterns, too pretty or difficult to break

A growing army of Achilles heels ingrained with routine self-denigration, denial, or deceit

Carved into the hard-drive of ones mind’s-eye and set like concrete

Formatted from an early age and normalised

Via complex combinations of emotional gratification, and/or pain

That will either drive an individual into an early grave

Or leave one cluelessly insane

Like a rat on a wheel in perpetual pursuit of personal gain

Continuously re-running old beliefs on a loop like obsolete operating systems

Making the same old mistakes as previous generations

And countless lost civilisations

Unless of course one learns to fly

What better place for ones soul to soar free than the wide open sky?

Where ones fingers become feathers and ones arms become wings

Free to attend to other, less mundane or trivial things

Leaving behind a plethora of human trappings

That seduce and fool

That distract oneself from ones spiritual survival

With manufactured airs and superficial graces

Lying through ones teeth to save ones nip-tucked faces

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(Still tweaking this one)

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airs and graces

› ​false ​ways of ​behaving that are ​intended to make other ​people ​feel that you are ​important and ​belong to a high ​social ​class:

 

 

Faith

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Belief is a choice

For without belief one doesn’t actually have anything

Because despite all the technological advances in life

There is still no proof

That anything actually happens after death

Or that people even have souls

Or that souls will reconnect at a later point in time

Or that there even is some place else to go

And so no one will ever really know, for sure

For there will never be any definitive proof

Until one can find out for oneself

Which when that day arrives

Can only ever be a uniquely personal experience

That cannot be shared or verified

In the mortal world

Therefore so far as any guarantee of an afterlife is concerned

Is merely pure conjecture

And so faith has become the cushion

That offers emotional comfort and protection

From fear of the unknown

From abandonment and being alone

From insecurity, uncertainty, vulnerability, despair

And the finality, associated with the death process

But faith in illusions can actually serve as resistance

As tactics of avoidance

From dealing with emotional pain

Actually causes more resistance

Which in turn causes even more pain

Caught in a ‘Catch 22’ cycle of denial and inhibition

By refusing to engage in ones emotional evolution

Somehow a person can become

Trapped in a time loop where the years seem to slip slide by effortlessly without noticing

For life’s inner pearls of wisdom

Are often borne from the sand storms of adversity

Where precious insight

Is gleaned from first hand experience and hind sight

To which there is no short cut, remedy or magic pill

And so in order to soften a granite heart hardened by disappointment

And make an unquiet mind be still

One must embrace the present moment in full

Embody the Here and Now

As it is, with no strings or conditions

Breaking rigid cycles of resistance in the mind

That keeps a person stuck in destructive patterns

On constant rewind

For ultimately one has very little to no sway in life’s grand design

And so surrendering to the process of flow

In spite of life’s trials and tribulations

Is how one is able to regain control

Over those fears and tears, more able to let go

Actually fast tracks a troubled heart to less turbulent times

Where peace of mind reigns supreme

As one gets better at reading the signs

And therefore more able to stay ‘in the know’

Frequently updating old illusions as new information becomes available

Allows ones true nature, or purpose to unfold

Without restrictive beliefs holding one back

Or maintaining their strangle hold