Tuesday 31 October 2017

Beyond


Beyond the words,
Beyond the expressions
Love makes the relations ....

Beyond the Money
beyond the Things
Love spread the happiness..

Beyond the if or but
Beyond the cast or religion
Love creates the nations..

KM Bhai

Monday 30 October 2017

Losing Myself

Losing myself in the rolling sky
I find a deeper reasoning why.
For what can be said of lilacs and sorrow
that does not hint of a wondering morrow?

Tethered
to the earth.

Stilled.

By lessons bound
to be learned
or at least -- presented.

I cannot yet wing past the clouds
to the Sun shining so bright beyond
that even the shadows of its magnificence
is enough to bring me to my knees.

Weeping in gratitude.

For to look so expansively without
is to find at the core within
the ever beginning begin.

mj 5.22.17 poem and photo


Sunday 29 October 2017

Love overflowing


☀️"Two souls meet
Sharing love & sunshine
In the greet🌻
Love overflowing" ❤️
~ The Mishinator 😎




 

Saturday 28 October 2017

Seeds of Love


❤️"Everywhere we go
Seeds of Love we sow.
With hearts over-flowing
And sharing kind our knowing.
Giving and receiving
Shining light and weaving." ❤️
~ The Mishinator 😎✌️




Friday 27 October 2017

Well


i fell into a
well
being
of such delight
that i hastened not
to crawl up the sides.

awash in grateful tears

i lingered
there
drinking deep
until i was saturated
integrated and complete.

no need for the bucket
to be raised
so i could be closer
to the concentrated
Light

i
found it
had been always
within
shining bright

mj 9.28.16 poem and photo

Thursday 26 October 2017

Waiting

I'm waiting for
that morning
will come
and fill my soul with light and hope.
I'm waiting for

that wind,
will touch
my heart with her caring hands.
I'm waiting for

that bird
will come
and sing the song of love in my ear.
I'm waiting for

that moment
till come
and destroy the all evils from the earth.
I'm waiting for

that occasion
will come
and make all people be happy.
I'm waiting for

that day
will come
and privilege the peace on Earth.
I'm waiting for

that friend
will come
and join hands for peace and love.
I'm waiting for you
I'm waiting for you………



KM Bhai



Wednesday 25 October 2017

Love begins with me 2006


I rise each day like the sun
Shining my light of love
Making everyone I meet happy
By the wonderful things I do,
The motivated words I speak,
And the seed of Love I sowed into their hearts
Which they cultivate with Love
To keep our friendship evergreen
 
As stars don’t struggle to shine
My love will not struggle to affect everyone.
So I choose the way to make someone smile, to make out somebody out of nobody.
Cause
Knowing that you are loved is the beginning of a new dawn
In the Light of Truth,
That Love covers all dangers,
It knows no wrong,
It attracts peace that supersedes all human comprehensions.
It also has the power to build up global union.
 
Let Love begin with you
As it has begun with me
And the world will experience no more wars
But a peaceful atmosphere flowing with unconditional Love.
 
Philip Dimabo Brown
Port Harcourt
Nigeria
 
Winner of The Love Foundation award for poetry 2006


Picture by Lille Freeman and Shelby Butler

Tuesday 24 October 2017

The Light Within the Darkness

There is light within the dark in all of us.
There is joy mingled with sorrow.


Peacefulness is shattered by chaos only to return to its peaceful state.
Truth is clouded by lies and deceit but will be found when sought.
Hope is squashed by heaviness and despair but will not be held down for long.


There is beauty in ugliness.
There is success in failure.


All aspects of life ebbs and flows, like the tides of the ocean.
Even in our darkest moments there is light if we seek it, there is hope if we dare, there is love in abundance and those who will share.



TC

Monday 23 October 2017

Hidden Treasures

With the flame
of your willingness
allow illumination to burn
the shadows into silhouettes.

Wave the grace
of your forgiveness
covering mistrust and doubt
with a blanket of tranquility.

Give your center
over to the blooming
garden of impermanence
that transcends any season.

Adorn each inhale
with garlands of gratitude
and exhale what does not serve
your better evolving self.

Embrace this moment
as treasure beyond
any mere earthly measure
realizing you are LOVE.

mj 10.18.17 poem


Sunday 22 October 2017

In Each Hand

My one hand holds acceptance
of all that has happened,
what will happen,
what may never come.

My other hand holds the knowing
That the Divine's plan is wiser
than mine,
designed just for me.

As both hands come together
in prayer,
I ask for courage,
I ask for strength.

And I feel hope.


KJW
2-16-16



Saturday 21 October 2017

Love is like...


Love is like a chain reaction,
Part of a loop that never ends.
It's impossible to find where it stops;
But there's a definite point where love begins.

All the love you see was started
In another time and place
Every smile we see today
Was started by another smiling face.

I think today I'll make it my job.
Today, love begins with me.



by Christie Campla - The Love Foundation Art, Essay & Poetry Awards 2004

Friday 20 October 2017

Kindness is the key


"We rise
We shine ☀️
Kindness on our mind"


~ The Mishinator 😎





Thursday 19 October 2017

May Peace be yours

✌️"May Peace be yours,
May Peace be mine.
May Peace rule
Our planet divine.
May love replace all hate evermore,
May we see an end to all war."✌️
~ The Mishinator πŸ•Š



Wednesday 18 October 2017

The Moon and I, we like to bake.

When all is still and quiet,
(except for one lone cricket )
we assemble our ingredients,
measure and stir,
scrape the sides and lick the spoon.

We imbue the darkened shadows
into our cakes, rolls and breads
leavening them with your dreams
as you slumber in your comfy beds.

Satisfied with the fragrance
still clinging to the solitude,
we quietly wash the assemblage clean.

"Give of us," the Moon glows
in luminescent tones.
"For what good is it not to share
the magic morseled into each bite?
Invite those who dream this sleep
to join us in some moonlight."

Please take a slice, a sliver, a taste.
It assimilates into you with no waste.
A cake baked by the Moon and me
fuels more than any hunger, you see.

Plated together in silver and truth,
we are more than mortals on this earth.
We each are unique with boundless souls
loving crafted into our purest worth.

"It's the love, you know," the Moon and I smile.
"That's the ingredient best shared."

mj 7.10.15 poem and pumpkin bundt cake photo :))


Tuesday 17 October 2017

Rav Kook


I love this poem by Rav Kook where he says that every person is like a candle.

Every person must know and understand
That a candle burns deep within him,
And his candle is unlike his friend's,
And no man without a candle exists.
That he must strive to uncover
The light of the candle publicly
And light it into a great torch
And light the whole world.

Monday 16 October 2017

Heart of God


Have you ever imagined the Heart of God and what it would look like?
Would it consist of vast arteries and veins and ventricles and atriums? Would there be blood cells and valves?  Would it sometimes beat fast and sometimes beat slow, would it always beat with an immense pounding?

Or would it simply be made up of you and me and all our friends and all those who have gone before us (but who are still ‘here’ because they never leave us)? Are we not ALL a part of Love and yet always all of Love and therefore all of God?  And is our Loving Kindness the life force, the blood, and our Love in action the heartbeat?

I think I can imagine the Heart of God and it is us, we, YOU and me.  See how we pulse, we beat together as One?  See how, by giving and letting go, we provide kindness which circulates around the globe, which nourishes and enriches every cell?

Yes it would beat strongly, but steadily and constantly.  And like a heart, it would beat quite effortlessly without our doing.   And it would send out healing.  And it would Love like nothing else can.  And we DO.

Sunday 15 October 2017

Alone







Alone

I see that I

Am not

What I thought I was.

I see clearly

When I open the eyes of my heart

To the truth within every heartbeat-

Truth of unity, of oneness

Between my breath and the breath

Of the universe,

I rise and fall like the ocean tide

Ever flowing back to its origin.

Alone

I see that I

Am not alone,

Instead I live as part of Love’s expression.

I live in love and die to love

But always, always, always,

It is only love

That exists.


By Kimberly DuBoise

Honorable Mention for Poetry – 2015 Love Foundation - Art, Essay and Poetry Awards

Saturday 14 October 2017

That time of the day

That time of the day

when it is almost sunset

when the winds have cooled

just a bit

enough to wave a rippling goodbye.

That's when the flowers call to me

to come and listen to their chiming blue

to wrap myself in smiling repose

wearing it as cloak for the coming night.

Such a day this was oh yes

a catching glinted hint of a foreverish

melding of me and you and of course

the tall craggy barked trees too.

Colors softly pink deepen and shroud us

with the coming of neverland dreams

that immerse us in worlds somewhat strange.

Or perhaps, this is the dream we're dreaming?

And when we sleep the flowers really do speak

and the rain falls as musical notes

as we dance, oh we dance

until our winged feet tire and we dine

on star soaked feasts sublime.

Pillowed on clouds and cradled with comets

We snuggle in closer for a multidimensional ride.




mj 7.24.17 poem and photo



Friday 13 October 2017

Journeying with Joy.......

❤️"With love in our heart
And joy in our step
We sprinkle love blossoms
Along our paths
This doesn't rhyme & that is fine"!
~The Mishinator 😎

Thursday 12 October 2017

Summer's almost gone for some ...

Summer yawns her languid arms,
encircling the lily leaves in there-there hugs.
English ivy tendril beyond the confines.
Spiderwebs wait for soon-doomed bugs.

Tuberous begonia bursts forth a farewell
of sparkly salmon pink blooms.
We will ourselves to keep mindfully awake,
as green-gone-tired whirls past, zooms.

Feet as rocks, we slowly straddle
the rickety bridge of a seasonal change.
Sinking into the weeds of wild borne fruit
memories crush the wine of nature's rearrange.

Did we have too much fun?
Smile too hard into a radiant sun?

Or have we fashioned ourselves as long draughts,
aged and weathered, yet softly soothed and centered,
not caring of senseless if, ands, or aughts?

A few yellowed leaves, having lost their plea
straggle from the buckeye tree.
Precursors of the mass exodus layering
necessary for a foundational new bring.

Mid-breath, mid-step, I stop and savor.
Drawing into me this changeling flavor.

The still gold finch.
Gnawed bits of hickory nuts.
A cooler breeze.
The whiff of transitional gluts.

Here is where I stand.
Caught in the in-between.
Tethered as a fluttering prayer flag,
in the earth's careening serene.

mj 8.16.17 poem and photo collage


Wednesday 11 October 2017

Shifting The Self-perception


Today:
 
I honor my whole self, all of my aged worn spots that I embrace
I grin at my laugh and the joy of my vivid imagination
I celebrate my love of color, texture and sunlight making shadows
I treasure my belly that is almost flat, yet again.
I embrace my creativity, and way with words
I affirm how very much my family loves me, oh so dearly
I love how I can mind meld with certain other spirits so easily.
I lift up my feet which keep me on this journey , in walk, in jog, in sprint, and rarely trip me up.
I worship my mind sparking with energy
I trust in my heart to keep on blessedly pumping inside my chest, circulating my life blood.

 
Love is All I Need


Tuesday 10 October 2017

Being, In Love

Imagine living.
In a world
where being
has no boundaries
no diversity
is a new place.

What?  You say.
There is a boundless place I say.
It’s impossible you say.
Maybe not I say.

What is the difference
between a smile given
and a smile
returned?

Who feels good
from a courtesy?
The receiver?
Or the Giver?


How can
friendship be offered
without the host
possessing it firstly?

When exactly does
love begin,
and where does it
take place?

Wow! You say.
I agree I say
Love begins with me, you say.
Love begins with me, I say.


No boundaries.
No difference.
Being, In love.
Imagine.


Peg Campbell –Love Foundation – Art, Essay and Poetry Awards 2004

Monday 9 October 2017

The Only Thing That Makes Sense

"How can we be other than kind,
When You are me & I am you
And We Are One" ❤️
~ The Mishinator

Sunday 8 October 2017

Aspen

there is a pause
between
that rests quietly in the golden leaves
dropped as summer's homage to autumn's brevity

the coins flutter and fall

an amassed treasure beyond compare?

yes! says the still green grass,
riches spread as cloak for a king.

come tussle and roll in the sun
for soon winter will demand our sleep

open your mouth and taste the rays
sliding down your throat
swallow them into your abdomen
where they can be held safe
ripening
for another spring.
mj 10.6.17 poem and photo


Saturday 7 October 2017

Today is an amazing day!

Today I want you to remember that you are an amazing person, a work of wonder, and a divine creation!


Just for today please remember that you are surrounded by the healing Light of Love. That this same Love permeates all things; all people, all nature, all circumstances, all of our work. Love is alive and well even in conflicts, catastrophes, disasters. Love is present all around, as well as all within. 
 
Today Love hears and listens to your heart, shares your joys, your hopes, is with you in your worries and fears, and very present in our tears.


Who are we? Who are we but One with Love today and always. We are in fact Love’s words and actions, Love’s shoulder for others to cry on, Love’s listening ear.


Today we walk in the Light of Love. Today we shine with its brilliance whether we see that or not, whether we feel that or not.


I will see you through the eyes of Love, just as you will see others through Love’s same eyes too. And I will remember that that is how you look at me – if you will remember that that is how I see you too.


We belong together, for we ARE together in Love, in Light. We are not our own, but Love’s! Happy Day everyone! :)



pic courtesy of Bella Surya Loves

Friday 6 October 2017

Evening


In the quiet and the stillness
Of the lessening light
I sit ever so silently

Savoring in the solitude
Left by the closing day
And of the coming of the night

Grateful for all this day has been
And what it's brought my way
Gathering in serene beauty



kjw ~ poem/photo (Laguna Beach, Southern California)
8-29-17/3-6-16













Thursday 5 October 2017

A dream you dream

“A dream you dream alone is only a dream. A dream you dream together is reality." -- John Lennon


The moon shone full-faced into my upward gaze,
"Will you smile upon me as I dream?" I blinked,
drawn as a devotee of lightening the night.

The words dripped as crystals, iced as diamonds,
faceted and romanced until I knew not where to turn,
where to reflect the muted hues.

"What side shall I shudder from? Take unto my own?"
The forest held their council, steeped in their own cathedral of devotion to the magical hours of betwixt and between.

With no candle to guide, I felt my way,
breathing deep the crisp changeling time.
Finding solace in remembering to look above.

The moon rounded over the ridge,
spreading her rays as wand,
where even the pines could not ignore.
Under her equanimous spell,
the trees and me were set aflame.

She routed out dusty corners,
swept us unburdened into her embrace.
We swayed and chimed
softly caressing each other
until loved glistened in our needled hair.

A lilting melody brushed up against our roughened skin.
Its notes familiar, yet the words distant, almost too faint.

We stilled and opened a chamber in our hearts,
a pathway thru the darkened wood.

Ribbons of vibration spun before us, around us, in us,
weaving us more intricately into the ever expanding design.

Swathed in light and pillowed with peace,
we were cradled and rocked with the gravitational pull
of a compassionate, full of forgiveness moon.

mj 10.4.17 poem and image


Wednesday 4 October 2017

Flowing and Glowing

🌊 "This I know,
When we go with the flow
Struggle is less
Blessings are more
Allow flow
And grow" 🌊
~ The Mishinator 😎

✨✨Flowing & Glowing✨✨

Tuesday 3 October 2017

The winged ones


The infallible dawn comes, eventually, even when the night seems forever.
The stars burn brighter before their sparkle is swallowed by the sun.

What can I say to the grasses that want to tickle my bare feet, nudge up
between my toes, etch words on my soles?

"Wait until the morning?" Doesn't quite suffice.

I arch and shrug, making room for the wings, itching to sprout from my back,
where lanterns can hang and swing their light forth.

In such melancholy, the fireflies and doves strum as host spirits
helping guide the way.

With this thought, we focus our aim, our pinpoints of radiance, for those in
pause, in stammer, on the winding path.

For we are all journeying, our knapsacks, both heavy and light.

We shift and rebalance, finding footholds up that high mountain and then the
next.
Up and down valleys we traverse.
Fording streams.
Weaving daisy chains.
Dream in the shade of ancient forests.

Eyes to the heavens,
there comes a time
when our wings begin to flutter
encouraging us to open
our hearts

and fly.

mj 10.2.17 poem