A Sign a Day

-maysa peterson

a sign a day

sometimes unseen

hides and shines

flowers in her

hair, yellow bright

and how to smile

until it hurts

joy raise a note

some deep, throaty

some airy and bright

almond scented

steeping tea wisps

green past

the window pane

green passed

a sign a day

so thin, so pale

for waiting what

already given rests

past the green

past the blue

passing beside you

just listen.

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It All Falls Together

Fall comes in on tip toes
morning draped in cooler blue
a known edginess that always
raises memories of past
lunch pails and notebooks
college hallways and sidewalks
the turn of a leaf dancing and
how the colors change suddenly
like a meloncholic blanket
warming the sleeping dreams
into next year's opportunities.

Cleaning House

I have found myself in such a state of endless 'things to do' - between the children, the new husband, parents, siblings, work and all the politics there, community outreach, adovacy, volunteering for one thing or another... I kept busy.  There was always something else to do. The list grew even as items were checked off.  In the lull of a moment, I might even seek out other 'things to do' to fill that space.  I was overloaded, anxious, irritable and fighting the current, keeping busy as a diversion.

Oh sure, intellectually I could see what needed to be done, but the gap between mind and heart was too far to jump.  What if I fell, failing to reach the other side?  "There's no help for me," I thought.  It kept me stuck.

It was the simple act of agreeing and beginning to clean house and simplify my world that was the turning point.  So I agreed to my coach that I would clean a room a week, 13 rooms that would take me to Christmas to lean out. I started with an easy one: my bathroom.

It's amazing how sometimes after taking that tiny first step, other things can happen.  That gap closes and things become possible.  Getting rid of some things, created room for others. Curious replacements like, a weekend free of worry, a smile, a new possibility, a new hope, and songs with the wind in your hair.  I can't wait to see what opportunities arise after I clean and simplify the gargage. 

The Zen Buddhists have a story:
Two Buddhist monks were walking along a path when they came to a shallow, muddy river. A woman in a beautiful dress waited there, not wishing to cross for fear of ruining her beautiful dress. One of the monks lifted her onto his shoulders – something that he was absolutely not supposed to do – and carried her to the other side, where he set her down (dress intact) and proceeded along the path with his fellow monk. After a few hours, the second monk, unable to continue keeping quiet about what he understood as a violation of the code by which they lived, asked his companion, “Why did you pick that woman up and carry her across the river?” The first monk replied, “Are you still carrying her? I put her down hours ago.”

Letting go is another way of cleaning house.  It makes room for other things.

Hello World!

When I went to college, I studied computer science.  And whenever you were learning a new programming language, you always started by writing a "Hello World" program. It's a simple program that teaches you how to make the computer speak to the world - input and output.  It's your entrance into the new environment through a new means of communication. I want my 'communicating out' party into Blogger to be a positive one, so I want to "create my day" like Dr. Joe Dispenza says:

"I wake up in the morning and I consciously create my day the way I want it to happen. Now sometimes, because my mind is examining all the things that I need to get done, it takes me a little bit to settle down and get to the point of where I'm actually intentionally creating my day. But here's the thing: When I create my day and out of nowhere little things happen that are so unexplainable, I know that they are the process or the result of my creation. And the more I do that, the more I build a neural net in my brain that I accept that that's possible. (This) gives me the power and the incentive to do it the next day.

"So if we're consciously designing our destiny, and if we're consciously from a spiritual standpoint throwing in with the idea that our thoughts can affect our reality or affect our life -- because reality equals life -- then I have this little pact that I have when I create my day. I say, 'I'm taking this time to create my day and I'm infecting the quantum field. Now if (it) is in fact the observer's watching me the whole time that I'm doing this and there is a spiritual aspect to myself, then show me a sign today that you paid attention to any one of these things that I created, and bring them in a way that I won't expect, so I'm as surprised at my ability to be able to experience these things. And make it so that I have no doubt that it's come from you,' ..."

So "What we think, we become." - Zen quote

And... "Don't seek, don't search, don't ask, don't knock, don't demand - relax. If you relax, it comes. If you relax, it is there. If you relax, you start vibrating with it." -  Osho

That's the meaning of Thanksgiving... Thanks for the gifts that have already been given. You just need to awaken to see/receive them.

Today will be a day about compassion. And being new to Blogger, from a compassionate heart:

"Hello World"