Still asking why awareness,

Continues to play peek-a-boo...

One moment there’s confusion,

And then, a ‘seeing’ through...

Conditioning keeps returning...

More levels to subtract...

Cease cherishing illusions...

Like a boom-a-rang, they come back...

Don’t become discouraged...

Rome was not built in a day...

While you tear the city down...

You must learn how to play...

Revisiting dark nights of the soul...

Seems necessary to heal...

After-all you’ve spent this life...

Escaping what is real...

Preoccupied with this and that...

You’ve learned how to ignore...

What’s really alive and awakened...

What is your very core...

It is what’s running through your veins...

The very Joy of Being...

Accept nor reject no thing...

Interfering with clear seeing...

Dance this dance in joy...

Dance, in sadness as well...

A slight shift in awareness...

Is the difference between heaven and hell...

Endless awakening journey...

This human-ness of being...

Awareness ever awakening...

Dancing life’s true freeing...

Starlight Dancing...with Kathy...

1) What have you seen today that is beautiful?  A little piece of bliss that multiplied into infinite slices of heaven as gratitude was introduced into the mix.

2) Who in your life is beautiful inside and out?  There is beauty in everyone I know...inside and out...all I have to do is look..

3) What part(s) of nature do you find beautiful?  OMG...the trees and green; the sky the blue...the rainbow ripples in the clear water that I swam in today...the quiet beauty of wind...the warmth of the sun...the many flowers along the way...the birds that sang to me today, and that wonderful yellow butterfly who went out of it’s way to catch my eye and move my heart...

4) Is there a piece of music or song(s) you think are beautiful?  Many...but today I was listening to Maroon 5’s ‘Sweetest Goodbye’ and ‘She Will Be Loved’...their music makes my soul dance crazy, sexy, beautiful!  But it is joy that strums the strings of my heart today creating it's own musical harmony that dances in all things...

5) What color(s) are most beautiful to you?  rainbow colors...all of them!  in any and every combination or by themselves...they speak lovely to my heart!

I open my eyes, there's magic in the moment I can't help but smile…
More dreams come, I put them on and dance and just get lost awhile…
Magic in the wind, what we are is magic in the wind.

Sing new songs, rainbow drops of water in a fresh new sea
What can't we do?  All is open-ended myriad possibility…
Magic in the wind…what we are is magic in the wind…

Don't hang on, dance free in the magic of the earth and sky
It's here for you now, just enjoy the magic irregardless of the why…

Magic in the wind…what we are is magic in the wind…
Magic in the wind…what we are is magic in the wind…
Starlight Dancing…

It’s been brewing for some time;

I don’t need you anymore...

You only serve to bring me down,

Control is at your very core...

I have to give to you your due,

At first, indeed, you were,

Very helpful at the time,

When I was so unsure...

But now I have stopped growing...

You’ve become a chain...

With a ball that weights me down...

To continue would be insane...

The ignorance you perpetuate,

Is not good for me now...

The doctrine you cram down my throat,

Prevents my knowing how...

To live my life, to walk as free...

I must be free of you...

I thank you for your gifts...

But leave you I must do...

I thank you for the love you showed...

But say no thanks to your control...

So now I must just say goodbye...

To make my own way do or die...

To find a place where I fit in...

To spread my wings and fly again...

My need for you I have outgrown...

I’ll find my way,  on my own...

Starlight Dancing...

 You are my very Being...

I know, tis you,  that stirs...

You whisper love upon your breeze

With an open heart you’re heard...

You ride in on the wings of light

Your brilliance can’t be blocked...

Your joy is always overflowing...

You are the door unlocked...

You are love’s sweet and soft embrace

Such beauty to behold...

Wearing no labels...you’re limitless...

Infinity’s,  story,  untold...

Pure bliss, it is your calling card...

You dance with such surprise...

I know for certain it is you

That opens my hearts eyes...

Your tapestry is magic...

The magic of the real...

And like the twinkle of the stars,

Excitement’s yours to steal...

Tis you that wakes me up to love...

Tis you that sets me free...

Tis you that shows me wisdom...

And gift-wraps joy to be...

You’re often called Buddha-mind...

Emptiness, Consciousness, God...

Allah, Christ, Brahman, Tao

Wisdom, Light, Spirit of Love...

Rock me oh Awareness...

Spirit dance  inside me...

Shine forth rainbow crystals...

Equanimity mirroring...

Starlight Dancing...

My heart beats with the love of you...

Your joy flows through my veins...

Your dance,  so wild and beautiful...

Drives me beyond insane...

You are each thought that breathes me...

Each tear and every eye...

Your presence never leaves me...

Just bids me to fly high...

I now lay down all my masks...

Dance naked in your arms...

And know that Being really never

Comes to any harm...

Oh blessed child awareness...

True nature’s been revealed...

To carry pain upon it’s back...

In every heart beat healed...

Dance, rejoice, sing live out-loud!

Joy in silence fills...

Overflowing in and out,

My heart beats love that spills...

Starlight Dancing...with my new friend Gia...

Oh blessed eye that opens and allows such light to shine...

Then breaks wide open heart of love,  threading space with time...

Such knowing dancing in such bliss, such beauty never born...

Stardust works such magic in the heavens she adorns...

The moon is spun in darkness where unknowing is revealed...

In the endless open sky where magic spins it’s real...

Oh Goddess, spinner of these truths with spirit you do play...

You laugh and dance, create romance and spin a rainy day...

The heavens cradle you so sweet, just like you cradle me...

You spin a tapestry in space of time that knowing frees...

Like snow white you woke me up...with a dark and endless kiss...

That births the light of knowing...and parts the magic mists...

Never to return again to ignorance,  wisdom blooms...

Being spends eternity,  dancing on the moons...

You are the needle and the thread, you weaved this time and space...

A tapestry of knowledge dances joy in no set place...

Starlight Dancing...

Sitting in moments that have turned into days

In calmness, at a cornfields edge...

The sun bathes the tips of stalks with light

As knowing gives way like a bridge...

Glittering gold is suddenly within!

Dancing it’s energy field...

Such wonder dawns in the bristling breeze...

Infinite knowing revealed...

The rain has been very kind to the crop...

Reflected...awareness...to share...

Now I am high as an elephant's eye

And grateful for being here...

Starlight Dancing...with Davidu...

In the arms of Sophia’s grace...

Is Joy beyond any to compare...

The Kingdom of Heaven is waiting...

Grace transports Being there... 

May I never forget to be grateful...

Or to turn the page on what has been...

May I always remember the only way out,

Is by taking the journey within...

The only truth is the one that is lived...

In the moment where Spirit is free...

May Being always dance in grace...

May I ever be honest with me...

Sophia moves with grace and beauty...

I need only look honestly...

Take away what wisdom is not...

And the dancing is ever-free...

Starlight Dancing...

Dynamic and alive...

Uncreated movement...

Transcending every form it dances as...

Tis not the form that’s moving...

Tis energy of Space...

A Time-weave-dance...

Creating it’s own jazz...

The magic’s that awareness...

Can see itself at all...

Such wonder and such mystery to reveal...

Our Being is connected...

Our beauty it is real...

Dance with Joy awake in grace at will...

Starlight Dancing...with my muses...

thnx Zac for the idea of the uncreated

and to all that participated here...

She sits in a Crystal Castle...

Pretending as something she’s not...

As hard as she tries, to not live a lie...

To remember what she has forgot...

She continues to wear her mask...

To get invited to the ball...

When she returns to her palace...

She again walks a long, lonely hall...

She opens her arms to those those that control...

But avoids those that threaten to tell...

That while she pretends to live heaven...

She is trapped in the tangles of hell...

What shall we do with this Princess of Ice?

How can her heart start to melt?

Disolving her Crystal Castle...

Revealing her feminine self...

Starlight Dancing...with my muses...

The pathless path of knowing sees beyond the steps it takes...

It’s not confined by limits or the choices that it makes...

It has no need to disregard any steps along the way...

It opens them like crystal opens sun light into rays...

The Space Body of Knowledge welcomes myriad ways to be...

All unique and different threads creating this tapestry...

A magical, dynamic kingdom, filled with infinite humanness...

Devoted to genuine knowledge, naturally filled with faith and bliss...

Starlight Dancing...

I look to You oh Vibrant Life

You whisper through the breeze...

You unfold such wondrous beauty,

Wrapped in mystery...

You dance amidst a clear blue sky,

And on a Tiger’s paw...

You pound my heart and make it race,

And bathe me in your Awe...

You embrace all beings...

You nest them in your trees...

Your unimaginable brilliance,

Has brought me to my knees...

I walk barefoot upon your grass...

Your trees, they stop, and stare...

And then they take my hand and dance,

Your Life is everywhere...

You have birthed me, Mother Earth...

You nurture me, and still...

At last, I have remembered...

My Life’s Dance is by your will...

Starlight Dancing...The Spell Of The Senuous...

I wear you yet I cannot define the many ways you speak...

My senses are enticed and then expressed in levels deep...

I have become impoverished; empty of my earth...

I have forgotten natures sounds, and what gave language birth...

The river gushes, splashes, roars, or quietly trickles down...

Where there are no rivers, what will come of water’s sound?

The trees play messages ancient old, and warn those listening of storms,

The trees are disappearing...how will the wind warn birds of harm?

The voice of earth has infinite sounds, we cannot stop listening...

To our own inner language, and the myriad ways it sings...

We cannot forget our true nature...it dances in the wind...

Expressing itself in every form...uniquely all things are akin...

We are the flesh of language...the earth sings us alive...

Into this mysterious and magical being, embodied nature dives...

I wear you yet I cannot define the many ways you speak...

My senses are enticed and then expressed in levels deep...

Starlight Dancing...The Spell Of The Sensuous...

While men sit in high places...

In think tanks for the head...

Intellectual circles...

Where arrogance is fed...

Men spin their themes and theories...

Debate who’s really right...

They raise their whiskies in agreement...

Late into the night...

Have words lost their true meaning?

Will their babbling ever end?

Will they ever tell where truth

Ceases or begins?

Dismissing all of nature...

For high ideas of mind...

As to lived experience,

They are deaf and blind...

They love the sounds of their own voices...

Words are now their truths...

Ideas that never, ever change...

A world of don’ts and do’s...

Starlight Dancing...The Spell Of The Sensuous

Just underneath our written words...

A magical kingdom is alive...

A world where life is experienced...

An ocean in which to dive...

Where your feet become one with the earth beneath...

And your lungs interact with the air...

Your senses open and take it all in...

Interaction is your ticket there...

Words open up to adventure and joy...

Meaning more than the meaning you give...

Suddenly experience is new and re-birthed...

Meaning,  now dances,  to live...

No longer stuck within words in a book...

Meaning has endless places to be...

Embodied within the sensuous...

I dance within magic’s spell...free...

Starlight Dancing...The Spell Of The Sensuous...

Your words are dry and starving...

They lack color...the water of life...

You’ve removed your heart from your writing...

Like the sun is removed from the night...

You don’t even sprinkle your dark sky with stars...

Only death bleeds within what you say...

You reduce all your subjects to objects by words...

And you leave them to die where they lay...

Just underneath is a river of emotion...

Where senses dance free and alive...

That thread of magic is not trapped by words...

It buzzes like bees in a hive...

Find your true voice in the midst of the words...

It will give life to all as it speaks...

Caught up in magic expressed through the words...

Gives new freedom to open and breathe...

Choose your words wisely...make them work for you...

Such writing comes straight from the heart...

The words that you speak must wear you...

Or they’re empty right from the start...

Starlight Dancing...The Spell Of The Sensuous...

mingled perception, like bodily fluids,

transcending the boundaries it frames,

tracing ever backwards, to time never was,

including all that it became...

giving itself limits through knowing it had,

long before it knew it was...

now it embodies itself through this form,

a sensing whole, seeping like blood...

seduced by such words as modern, it wakes...

yet forgets ancient ways it still knows...

always unique to experience...

it stays as it moves where it goes...

mingled perception tries hard now to see...

itself through it’s own play of light...

it's mirrors reflecting, reminding, awareness...

to dance in it’s infinite night...

Starlight Dancing...The Spell Of The Sensuous...and other muses...

I do not mind it when you crush my violets ‘neath your feet...

My fragrance is forgiving...would you not agree?

Bur for the sake of ‘progress’, you strip my Forrest bare...

You don’t think twice of all the life that’s cultivated there...

I’ve never minded that you hunt and take that which you need...

I have created plants and fruits and foods abundantly...

Raping me of all I have is also raping you...

It’s equivalent to stealing from the sky it’s very blue...

To take another’s homeland, is to take away their voice...

Their language is the language of the land, no other choice...

If someone bombed your home you’d be the first to go to war...

Yet everyday, you destroy, this very earth, your core...

You must remember listening to the language of the land...

It wears your soul exactly like your forearm wears your hand...

Starlight Dancing...The Spell Of The Sensuous...

Beneath the frozen snow that time soon melts in creeks of Spring,

Life sounds are ever-present on the lips of Earth to sing...

In the way a Hawk flies,  is a poem of life that soars...

A language that is understood through stories’ metaphors...

What is it that connects us to our Gaia and it’s sky,

But a language of the land that from it’s very depth does rise...

An expression of the soil that we do tread beneath our feet...

That creates tastes and smells and sounds and sites perceptively...

Rich with stories that are lived, embodied senses speaking..

Of all that they inhabit from the depths of Earth’s own Being...

Look there now the Earth is speaking, bringing forth it’s Spring...

Through flowers blooming, the colors green, and all the birds that sing...

Calling all that hibernate to waken in it’s arms...

Embracing all of life, encouraging to do no harm...

The language of the land it is the language of the heart...

It beats within the core of earth that traveled from the stars...

It echoes now inside of man reminding him to see...

Everything he touches was and is divinely breathed....

Starlight Dancing...The Spell Of The Sensuous...

The voice of eternity...grown from the soil...

Written by the finger of God...

Stories of exodus and exile...

A suffering where man’s feet once trod...

Always displaced from the land that was promised...

Beginning with Eden’s paradise...

Freezing historical truths through the word...

The magic of the metaphor’s disguise...

Always longing for a home not yet reached...

Torn from a land that’s your own...

Always journeying through dangerous terrain...

Over mountains and ancient old bone...

Writing yourself to completion...

A Revelation that’s not absolute...

An ever-creating that’s always evolving...

A history that’s relevant to you...

A depiction of God ever-human...

Evolving Divinity...

God always finding again and again...

Herself in humanity...

Starlight Dancing...The Spell Of The Sensuous...

The soul of the visible landscape

Is the very air that it breathes...

The force of all nature within and without,

The tapestry thread of space-time weave...

Mystery of the living present...

The proof of a secret realm...

That which connects the past and the future,

And brings it to presencing again...

Beyond the horizon and under the ground

A Breathtaking awe inspired trance....

It’s magical mystery, of wonder-filled form...

Connects breath and makes Being dance...

Starlight Dancing...The Spell Of The Sensuous...

The Magic has so many names...

For many things it is...

In many cultures it is God...

In others it is Bliss...

In cultures where you find my bones...

I am just called the Wind...

I am the Way, the Word, Great Spirit...

Jesus is my friend...

Holy Breath and Joy of Being...

Buddha is my child...

Many try and name and tame...

What remains forever Wild...

Find me there in Silence...

Still such a Mystery...

I am Future Presencing...

I’m also History...

I’m woven into Time and Space...

I’m Knowing in the Flesh...

I am Awareness awakening...

That dances now enmeshed...

I have been called Mother Earth...

I’m the language of the Stars...

A power that is visible...

Through Form both close and far....

It has been said that everything,

You do and do not see...

All that moves and does not move...

Resides inside of Me...

I am the Magic of the Real...

No beginning and no end...

I am Mystery unraveled...

I am the Air of Wind...

Starlight Dancing...The Spell Of The Sensuous...

The Wind Within One...Conscious Awareness...

The Soul of Spiritual Wind...

Spoken into existence...

Breath Divine...Amen...

Sweeping over the waters...

Psyche, Pneuma, Unanimous...

Substance of Magical Mystery...

That which thinks in us...

Mingling Winds from Earth and Sky...

Spinning and weaving it’s Form...

Breathed itself into it’s night...

Awakened to it’s morn...

Spiritual Wind, without within....

In which Being, Form does take...

The Wind Within One...Conscious Awareness...

Worlds on Worlds Wind makes...

Starlight Dancing...The Spell Of The Sensuous...

Invisible Grace that creates within

The dance that is dancing without...

The wHoly Breath from lips that open...

The Spirit of Life flows about...

An impregnated womb of words is born...

The Spirit of Wind gives birth...

The Stars then burst, dust falls from the sky...

Born of the Cosmos is Earth...

Sound that vibrates and echoes in space...

Bounces off time ever-bold...

New forms of life appear and recycle...

Bound up in language now told...

Now through what’s written, man’s prisons are real...

Intellect now trapped by the pen....

Invisible strings made concrete by ink...

Unbalancing the Yang and the Yin...

Such life to release through the words on a page...

Captured by Time in a Space...

Meaning can dance with no limits through words...

Freeing...Invisible...Grace...

Starlight Dancing...The Spell Of The Sensuous...