Category Archives: processing

How I Treat My Body

How I treat my Body is how I treat the world;

Forgiving of my belly folds, which are the proof of carrying, nurturing, and developing my babies;

Understanding of my upper arms and wrinkled elbows, too much skin from my ancestral DNA; my mother is in my arms;

Empathy for a back that does not flex without feeling pain, representing all the times I have bent my learning in a painful direction, but am still able to stand aligned;

For a right leg that is shorter than the left, which is just asking for time and patience to stretch enough to catch up;

For downward-turned shadows on the face, that because of gravity, cause me to consciously focus on building my smile muscles;

And the right and left arms that for 15 years have gradually and steadily borne the discomfort that comes with the unnatural position required to play the violin;

For the brain that has recovered so many times through pharmaceutical intrusion and accidental neural-pathway forming of dead-end roads;

And the heart that with the center of my chest has held the tension of the realization that back-tracking those roads is a journey fraught with dangerous turns that appear out of nowhere;

For the hands that have typed or written my journey into a record so that I may find my way out;

And the hair that has acclimated to many dye jobs so that there is one thing that allows me to not just accept what is;

For the Body that needs loving kindness, the Body that is all members, and for those cells that are believed  to somehow exist outside;

The way I treat my body is the way I treat the world

I Die and Resurrect Again

If you stand for love

after you’ve spoken your truth

you fix your lenses so that you can forgive

 

Your staying and working through the tension

until you are given a definitive change of direction

is a part of taking your practice

off the mat

 

It also processes the ego

 

Learning the lessons and applying them

is what allows us

to discharge the encrustation from our lives

 

Willing wellness to others

regardless

is the Divine Way

 

I hang on the cross with Christ each day.

Each day

I die and resurrect again

The +10 Mortal Combat Pelvic Girdle

Moonlight Symphony by Aenea-Jones

To take wing

I must detach from this leaf

I will never feel the wind in my hair

if I don’t lift off

(And it has been a Miracle)

The big-girl panties —

Forget that

I am wearing the +10 Mortal Combat Pelvic Girdle

There is nothing else that God needs to do

to prove to me that

I AM LOVED!

And now that I know

I completely release All into God’s hands

and away from my focus

I embrace the middle way

The true authentic Loved Ones

are waiting in the wings to be unleashed

in Love

into my Life

I take and accept my Wholeness

Finally

The Bigger steps will be directed

by God in perfect timing

Only Trust and Love

When the World’s Upside Down

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Where do you go

when the world’s upside down

when your very best friends

look upon you and frown

Who do you seek

when the going gets blue

who can you trust

who will always be true

Jesus is Who

He’s the one that makes new

He’ll never desert you

Sitting righteous in pew

He’ll always love hue

though your virtues are few

He’ll be your glory

when your shine becomes goo

He’ll battle old Saul

for the right for your soul

It’s Jesus who loves you

so roll, baby, roll.

An Entangled Winter’s Space Review

 

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Fear

Friend of mine

What do you feel in me

Is it what you imagined it to be

to feel through my bones

while my breath goes shallow,

I forget what comes automatic

as I enter into the hallow

of the non-narcotic

psychedelic dream you gave to me

whose seed originated

in a winter’s icy freeze

chasing itself into my lungs,

Yellow Rays and Pink Fuzzy Breeze

I feel your hand in mine

 

And fear

 

I feel your disgrace

Your dirty fire-breathing dragon face

I’ll make a poet of you

a classy, sassy

space review

From another planet

we’ll arrive

anew

 

I’ll open up your arms

and lay claim to you

as we take the seat together

at the back of the room

I hug you

we embrace

And what is left of the rest of the race?

Life’s Loom

in peaceful resting resignation

— Resume

I’ll Have What I’m Having

Medicate it

Then educate it ~

Dedicate it to the one you love

 

The one I love

is the energy called

FEELING

To feel is to live

I can open up the windows

and let my fresh breeze blow

 

Natural is my cup of tea

I’ll feel my feelings

from my head to my knees

from my knees to my toes

I will help you ungrow

that fungus among us

unfold

and

be chose

Nnnnnnnnnnnn…

 

I love it

but it’s too far gone

it’s so

totally

“what is she on?”