Prose-a-try-in-Motion!

~ Worm Castings – The Tasteful Garden
https://www.tastefulgarden.com/Worm-Castings-d114.htm

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** Earthworm Castings
Dust to Dust
Clay to fertile loam

What I am ~
a Worm
a Catalyst
in Love with Life
It is who I am
& Who I choose to be

Given
Granted
Not Manmade

Below the radar
Awake
Alive & in love

Free from the teachers of earthbound
the teachers of the Small Minds
Broken & Blessed
A Clean Heart

~~
** How Martha becomes Mary
Marths
Born to Serve
She is there to please
To Control what is not to be controlled
She listens not to the beat of her own heart
Her mind s fettered to seeing to the Ways of the World
She marches lockstep to Her Passion ~ perceived
Her heart beats
~ but mostly beat to her notion of dogma
The Law
Not seeing other’s need to be saved
But her own earthly path
Mostly a dead End

Mary is docile
& her heart is open
Her mind is willing to listen
& her actions speak volumes

Martha’s view is from this earthly space
Closed & locked

Mary sees the Cosmos
Trusts
Has faith in the End Point
& her Passion is to walk there
Toward it~
Along side of the Passion of Christ & His Wounded Mother Mary

~~
** Chakra
Beats to another drum
its Sacred Core
Is to die for
To live for
To be

The only Way to be
The Way of the Cross
Crosses come
& go
& Never remain the same

Like Scaffolding a cage around
To cradle
to reach the fountain bread
The Source

To birth a new beginning
Better than before
Painful
But worth the disruption
A volcano
A temporary diversion
to a new space
Never held
never staid before
but for ever more …
Will be

~~
** Looking Through the Looking Glass

If I look through
I do not see me
Only see a sense of…

A mirror reflects back totality
Captures only likeness…

Unless the former Me pauses to forage for the Truth,
Much will be lost…
That which is lost may be what determines quantum growth Determines destiny
Positivity

Lemmings Running to the Sea
Creation hardwired ?
An innate default
Which goes into overdrive when
an adaptive trait ~no longer serves the species.

Life implodes…
Creation takes a turns to another direction….
A Glancing Point
Lemmings are held captive to built-in behavior…
Serving them or not
A hopeless habituated nature…
Out the innocence

A better path that never was to be nurtured
Behavior & life choices…

Ignorance is bliss –
Until it becomes insanity,,,

Einstein:
‘Insanity is doing the same thing over & over
And expecting different results’
Saturday, December 24, 2011
Dee Hinkle
PM 11:00 – Christmas Eve

~~

** God For a Day

Let me be You for a day
You can
Because You are God!
I would see to the cogs of creation
& count all the sparrows
Check the crops
Remember the poor
And answer their prayers
One by one
Within them is the sacred mystery of creation
I would round up the thieves and show
Them Your face
They would see honesty and overflow with humiliation
I would broadcast grace over every field
Where the Godgerm are budding
Remembering – grace looks like a cross
Too heavy to bear
The paradox
The test
Faith & knowing that a cross
Only rain
When it Rains Something grows

Sunday, March 3, 2019 ~ 8 AM

** Heaven Has a Front Porch Swing!

Swing made by a carpenter~ Henry
Each sundown they wait & remain
Henry smoking his Camel
& Evelyn now Gifted with an iPad
Streaming ‘Days of our Lives’
1 PM every day ~ always faithful ~
Along with 6 AM Daily walk to Mass.

** Sunday, April 28, 2019…10 PM

** Frozen
Frozen pines
They don’t die
They don’t grow!

Frozen Minds
They don’t die
& they don’t grow
Paralyzed
Uninspired
Hardened as Stone
Bone-Brittle
& Broke

Groans gasps for air
Airborne
Forlorn habits of old
Cling
Clutch &
Bring to the dead-ended road
Of ‘what might have been’
The decomposing flesh of the psyche
See nothing new
Feel feelings of habits of the past
that no longer serve
The field of the comfort zone for the lost & lonely
Is this choice?
Free will of the Now
or what we chose when incarnated at the foundation of time?
The Drama of creation plays out
Ruminates
Resounds with Pathos & Pollyanna
The Shell of our Soul
Seams turned inside out
Only to be reborn
Hoping fo a Second Chance to prove our humanity
Ego or Compassion
Free will
To turn the other cheek
Or run & hide.
~~

** Anatomy of Gossip ~ the Fuel of the Negative Mind

How the Beautiful People show their ‘love’

Everyone ‘likes them’ for they are So nice!
Their weakness is no threat
But their lies are real & to be feared!

They mock & make fun to make their ‘shallow lies’ easier to swallow ~

Their Daily Bread ~
Lines of cocaine (gossip) ~ with other who are just like them’
Talk-about ~ Talk about!

‘Get high’ to help them get by
& generates more negative energy to hate, demean & shore up their self esteem!
More ‘lines of cocaine’
Arming their weapons of dysfunction~
The defense of their reason to live a ‘productive life’
So everyone will see how proud they are & love to be!
No target can withstand their bullying
& no regrets
They take no prisoners !
But they are ‘so nice’

Strength in numbers
Their clan they hold dear

They steal & reset they negativity toward others ~
& everyone revers them~
(So as not be become a target of their off-color venue)
Unholy Anxious & Happily Unhappy

They forage the newspapers, the gossip mills to fined fresh kill!
Their god-given talents laid on the waste
Bursed & Battered
Waiting for the Good Samaritan to come the usher the to the Inn of Recovery
Where the Rosary is an unknown
~Just an instrument that distracts & becomes a roadblock to the Mission-at-Hand
That would destroy ‘their cover’ & take more time away from their ‘mission of hate’!
We all know how this may end ~ life snuffing ~

Thursday, November 21, 2019~ 3 AM
after teas & still not able to shut down~

** In the Box in My Heart

Endless
Infinite treasures
Road map for destiny unknown
For the asking
Fail to forget to ask.
Existence – Empty of promise
Empty of womb

Idols steal time
Like Esau
Traded in for a bowl of porridge
Hungry to feed the mortal
& leave empty the Infinite

A Painting without paint
An unfinished work of art
Undone

Share of mindfulness
Meditation
Wait on the Universe
To speak…
What is needed will arrive at the appointed time

Often in the form of a disaster
Or other sorrow
Shining through them
& praise still
Not easy…It will be true
Truth hurts

Night Prayer ~
** Gentle Angel of Light

Be with me today
To find truth where it lies beneath the plane
The din
The Confused commotion
Show me – beyond perception
The notion of nothingness
No judgement
No fault
Only rapture where heaven exists
& meets the road to eternity!
Breaths & cradle our being
Light my path
Let Light shine out of darkness
Making my footsteps secure & known.

~
** Gratitude ~
A massively underutilized tool
For life improvement
Forgotten
Remembered not
Steals positivity
Take but a moment
To ask why be grateful?
Like digging for gold
Taking time to find the glitter in the darkness!
In the Box in My Heart

Endless
Infinite treasures
Road map for destiny unknown
For the asking
Fail to forget to ask.
Existence – Empty of promise
Empty of womb

Idols steal time
Like Esau
Traded in for a bowl of porridge
Hungry to feed the mortal
& leave empty the Infinite

A Painting without paint
An unfinished work of art
Undone

Share of mindfulness
Meditation
Wait on the Universe
To speak…
What is needed will arrive at the appointed time

Often in the form of a disaster
Or other sorrow
Shining through them
& praise still
Not easy…It will be true
Truth hurts

~~

** Late for Choir Rehearsal! Sorry!
July 2 Eclipse

I Came to Sing

Like a meadowlark!
Blind ~ she was & was I
She Sang for the king
But he loved her so
He gave her sight!
To sing for him
She loved him so
She died.

I came to sing
& hear the sky flowing
& soaring above the loft ~

I came to sing & the Music died!
The Ravens & Hawks swooped over
& drowned every single note of sweetness!

I came to sing
& they gathered to breathe empty thoughts & regrets

I came to sing & lost heart
Lost soul
Hearing the Music that never was!

I came to sing
& found myself crying aloud for all the creative brightness
& beauty the might have been!

I cam to sing
& found a place in my core that was never lit
In darkness
Silently
There was no more!

~
** Saturday, October 1, 2011
First Friday & First Saturday
11:00 PM Prayers

** ~ Holy Space

Prayer… layer upon layer
Waiting for the Gate to open
The air is thin
Ordinary and plain spoken
Heart broken
The touch comes from nowhere
The Living Presence shapes in the form of a gift
The air changes to amber
listening
The sounds peal
Hearing the tumult
The upheaval move near
Knowing the soft loud rustle
The diminutive, almost imperceptible Force
Settles in my soul
Nestles next to my being
Present in every way
My place in this prayer is suspended
Divinity inundates
Like a butterfly
Hold only for a heartbeat
But once held
Can never be the same
Would walk a thousand miles
to hold the butterfly again
Dale~
Deus Always Love Eternal…

~~
** Awake

Awake
But not
Alive
But not
Incoming arrives & glares
The stars know
but care not to share
The Plants align
In fancy formations
Heavenly hash
The Wheels of the chariot
Creation bound
Turn & Retrograde
Refit
The pain of the hour
Waxes & wanes with the Moon
It is in not knowing that we know
It is believing that we trust

It is dying that we are born to Eternal life

~~
** The Autumn Mist
God suspends the Matter of Man in His Space
The Space in between
God is space
Time
& we are the rafters
He is the space in-between

Space & Time
Continuum
Never ending
Never beginning
Always being

Let it be
Release to the cosmos
& be glad!

Understanding
not ever having to seek forgiveness
Never having to say ‘I am sorry’

be grateful for the hiccups in life
Teachers all

Never give up on what is True

Cheat death by living life
with no regrets
That is life!

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