THE RESONANCE OF TREES

resonnaceRemembering my Inner Shaman

The resonance of trees
sensual feeling of the breeze
a time frame slower than
my senses can perceive

There’s this unseen hum, now
near my inner ear
something I can hardly sense,
it seems so distinct and clear

All around these miracles
beyond the limits of my senses
as I try to know the sense of it
within my own so small lens –

but this resonance of trees today
inviting me to share,
to take my animated presence
where the trees cannot dare

To feel within this resonance
1,000 images passing me by

So, I set the metronome
so very very low.
this resonance and
so slow drum beat,
so much lower
than I know

Is it real?
Ask the trees
if this is so –

This resonance of trees
as I walk now with the breeze
in this time frame slower than
my senses can perceive

HEART SPIRIT – Freeing our Poetic Voice @ Amazon

On the Fringe

2-Strawberry Moon

ON THE FRINGE

living on the fringe
while animals and plants die
stewardship dies too

I’m a person of questions, and wish I had
some solutions other than what I have.
Where is our collective ethos getting us, these days?

#climatereality

GENERATIONAL ANXIETY

Stranger in Doorway

For a Sunrise Child

Who are you child?
Who do you follow?
What do you know?
You’re not on drugs, are you?
What’s your anxiety?

I know it seems
nobody’s doing anything
to love your world,
the environment,
the constant devaluing,
the Twitterisms,
the compulsive materialism.

It seems all around.
There’s no coherence,
it seems.

There’s this feeling
of detachment,
of so much suffering,
of abandonment
local or worldwide.

Nurture your mind,
Nurture your heart,
Nurture your soul.
BE WHO YOU ARE,
and I Love You.

RICHARD EVAN MACKAY

HOME IS WHERE MY BEING IS

Beside Still Water

Oh, you’re a holiday
Oh, you’re a holiday
Now it’s my turn to say
and I say, “You’re a holiday.”
—————— the Bee Gees

Holiday inns and ways
to escape
the core of my being
the life in my days.

There’s dialogue with others.
There’s hope midst despair.
There’s love in my living
Not getting stuck in repair.

So, I’m singing my song
Painting my poem
There’s love in my living
when I am being home.

RICHARD EVAN MACKAY

VAN GOGH’S THOUGHTFUL SPOT

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The plaque explained that Van Gogh would go daily and sit by a fountain in the middle of town, his Thoughtful Spot, to sketch people as they walked by.

I looked back at his paintings around the room with new appreciation. He had the ability to paint like Rembrandt, but that was not the art that poured from his soul.

Each day he sat in his Thoughtful Spot watching people, sketched hands, and dreamed. Then he returned to his studio and chose to fill the canvas with extravagant beauty.

All writers need a Thoughtful Spot to sit, ponder, and soak in the world around us. Where’s yours?

 

ALL LIFE’S TREASURES

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ALL LIFE’S TREASURES

I have lived through
many changes and experiences.
I have died a death to move on
I have been in fullness.
I have lived through emptiness
and darkness.

I have expressed love
I have loved
I have been loved

Life inside and outside
continues to unfold in Mystery.

I can be in this still point
in this space between
this unfolding future,
and these receding memories
and pasts in the mirror.

I can be grateful
for all Life’s learnings,
for all Life’s challenges,
for all Life’s treasures.

RICHARD EVAN MACKAY

“INGST”

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“INGST”

Noun

Pronunciation: ing +st

“Our challenge is to create a new language, even a new sense of what it is to be human. It is to transcend not only national limitations, but even our species isolation, to enter into the larger community of living species. This brings about a completely new sense of reality and value.” (Thomas Berry, “The Ecological Age,” in The Dream of the Earth, 42).

MY NOTES: From what I’m hearing way too much in the world news today are struggles of one kind or another. There is a lot of ANGST in the world at large rather than what I’d term “INGST”, which I’m defining as a person’s conscious ability to empower their own life possibilities and challenges in some way.

I’m creating a new word here. We have to create, I think, new language vocabulary to come to terms with reality in our world today. You can add this word to your liv-ing vocabulary.

Maybe, we often see or feel ourselves or others as THINGS rather than BE-INGS.

I am open to your feedback on my creativity here.

Expanding Your Sense of Time

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EXPAND YOUR SENSE OF TIME

“I’ve never been satisfied with the mantra so common among spiritual people today: ‘Live in the moment.’

…teachers try to get people to do something that is not natural to them, and that they don’t really enjoy…

…I’d rather live more in the past and in the future. I’d prefer to expand the time frame in which I live rather than contract it into a moment.”

AGELESS SOUL – The Lifelong Journey Toward Meaning and Joy, Thomas Moore

The Stranger in the Doorway

Stranger in Doorway

 I come into the lodge,
I’m startled,
seeing the reflection
in one of the glass panes
of the front door.

This stranger coming toward me,
looking at me,
looking like me.

Who are you?

Well, I know right away.
This is my reflection,
a part of me,
like a shadow
that seeks my attention,
that wants expression,
that wants exploration –
like a stranger
mirrored in this doorway.