Stillness Now

stillness in the form
of the hawk circling
above aging headstones
and my timeless love

warm sun embraces
the tops of my bare feet
and the grass–their grass
tickles my toes and soles

i am here now with them
meditating at their resting places
breathing with none
of the urgency–of the fear
they had so freely given me
when they walked Earth

the sun drifts lower
as evergreens and the hawk
protect me and my breath

yet i feel safer with Mom and Dad
hearing them speak
directing me to tell
my brother how much they love him
sharing that greatness
is headed my way
confident that my ex
will do well in her new life

hawk, trees, sun
all breathing with
my bare feet resting
in the warm cozy grass

literally grounded right now
i re-affirm my pledge
to not get wrapped up in doing
and instead endeavor
to embrace being

stillness now
forever now

These Wings

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These wings
That carry me
Are not mine
Though they are of
My body,
My mind,
My soul.

Those pains
That ached
Are no longer mine,
Now just shedding skins
Creating rainbows
As they fall to the ground
With every magical wave
Of my feathery appendages.

Mother
Father
Sister
Brother;
I am all
I am more;
I am none
I am less
And no one, too.

Footprints four
Footprints two
No longer in sand
No longer chiseled
On Earth’s bedrock;
They made a path
Of my past,
But not my present,
But not my future.

These wings
Instead make prints
Across endless sky,
Through glowing rays,
And calming ascendance…

 

© Copyright 2016 by John David Higham

Picture: Windfall Sunset August 22, 2016

I Saw You, Brussels (I Didn’t Know Where; I Didn’t Know When)

 

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Empath,
Psychic,
Intuitive;
These realities
Are woven into my path.

Decades ago,
I, an adolescent so afraid
To ride the elevator
To the top of a tall building:
“They’re going to fall down,”
I sensed of it
And it’s twin.
I cried decades later
That September day
When they were humbled.
When we were humbled
By those airplanes.

I saw you, Brussels,
A month ago;
I didn’t know where,
I didn’t know when,
But, I saw you.

I grieve for you
And apologize
For the evil ones
Who crossed your path.

No
“Should have,”
“Could have,”
“Must have”
Litter my path
As this awareness
Of others’ evil
Is something
I’ve only recently
Been directed to know.

What is my role
When such visions
Embrace my awareness?
This I do not yet know.

Such a quandary
Will be resolved,
I know,
When I query
The Inner Voice.

 

© copyright 2016 John David Higham

I Must Today Visit a Very Dark Place (A Very Evil Place)

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I must today visit
A very dark place,
(a very evil place)
To be a sunrise with Light and Love,
To free another’s soul imprisoned,
To undertake a new journey
That will also liberate me.
I have now been directed
By the Inner Voice
To be generous of spirit;
To give, and give, and give
Before I embark this morning.

Behold my gifts…

Here is how you find a miracle:
Stop looking with your eyes
And start feeling with your soul
Through mindfulness.
That breath you have,
That love you feel,
That bond you embrace:
Know through gratitude
That they are gifts
Given you by The Universe.
Each moment you know these things
Is a miracle: fear and need arise
From the body, not the soul.

Bliss comes from within
Within,
Within,
Within.
Connect to The Light
In each and every being around you;
Let them love you,
Let you love you,
And bliss will pour through your being.

Faith and surrender
Will guide you
But only if you let them.

Achievement and attainment are empty vessels:
Drink from them when you must,
But accept they are poor substitutes for
The serenity that comes from stillness
The warmth that comes from love
The strength that comes from acceptance.

Beware the trap of abundance
As it has nothing to do with mammon
But instead with miracles,
But instead with love,
But instead with bliss.

Know that each step
You take along your true path
Will bring you greater challenges
That would have crushed
Your older self just months
And years ago
Before you learned transmutation
And spontaneous rebirth.

Beware the trap of transcendence
As being numb doesn’t answer the call
For authenticity and evolution:
Cry and retreat as you must,
Tend to your wounds
And turn those scars
Into the living fabric
Of your courage,
Of your soul,
Of your path.

Do not intoxicate yourself
In the empty quest to find meaning
In the empty quest to articulate meaning
In the empty quest to define others
As these follies are like tissue paper fence posts
On the path; they deceive you
Into thinking you are somehow
More profound than the fool
You have always been,
You have always needed to be:
Know and embrace your role.

Do not invest in asking “Why?” or “How?”
But instead query, “What is my role?”
And be prepared to answer
With action, faith, and love.

Endeavor to know
That the voices who speak to you
Are of Heaven and not of Hell:
Query each on your path
And cleanse yourself
Of the impure.

Know that although your path
Is yours and always yours,
You are never alone;
The Angels are waiting patiently
For you
To seek Them,
To realize that you need Them,
To accept that you deserve Them.

May your soul embrace The Angels,
May your being transmit Light.
May you know that
I am sending The Angels
To you as your eyes
See these words.

These lessons of mine
Are yours also,
Though only if they resonate:
If not, dismiss them
And find what is authentic
On your path.

Namaste.

 
© Copyright 2016 John David Higham

Sunset Sky Across (The Eternal Rolling Rainbow)

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This angel I am nestled within has wings
Of
Aluminum and titanium
As
I meditate
In
A Full Lotus
At
Thirty-four thousand feet.

Breath in,
Breath out.
Life in,
Life out;
I am
This here and now.

Mindfulness
Like a living thread
Connecting
Me to you,
Me to us,
Me to The Universe.

So far beyond
My silly little body,
My silly little mind,
My silly little life,
My silly little fears;
We are now the sunset sky across,
(The eternal rolling rainbow).
We are of both Earth and Heaven
Painting together
Over our Earth;
See its spectrum
That forms
Above
The abundant farms
And
The bustling cities?
See its spectrum
That forms
Above
The homeless
And
The palatial estates?

We are the eternal rainbow
Within and without.
The banners of colors
Finish our every day
Even
As we wage our inner battles
And
We soften our souls
To
Know even deeper love
Twenty-four thousand times
Each
Moment
As we simultaneous live
Above our own clouds,
After our every dusk,
And through our
Every dark night;
We are this
Eternal rainbow
As we
Move
Across
Our Inner World’s canvas.

Earth and Heaven
And
Silly little us
Painting
The Earth and our Inner World
Over and over again
So that
We can all be love,
So that
We can all embrace it
Beyond
Our little lives
To
Evolve into redeemed beings
Far
Beyond anyone
We
Ever thought possible
And
Live
With utmost faith
And
Total surrender.

Breath in,
Breath out,
Breathe though
Each vibration
And embrace
Each shade of all beings.
Life in,
Life out,
Live the cosmic energy
In
Those sacred spaces
Between Inner World and Earth,
Between Earth and Heaven,
Between sunset and darkness.

We are this life art,
We are this force,
We are this love,
We are this here and now.

Be this beauty of life,
Be this beauty of love,
Be this beauty of light,
Be this beauty of promise,
Be this beauty of abundance,
Be this beauty of bliss;
Be this here and now.

Breath in,
Breath out;
Breathe in
Our sunset sky across
And
Breathe out
Our eternal rolling rainbow.

 

When I Knew Light

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When I knew Light
And made it more than a memory
As the cloudy day
Turned my world into night;

When I could breathe through
Suffocation
And felt the oxygen
In my lungs;

When I could embrace peace
Even as turmoil and fear
Were crashing through
My soul’s door;

Then I had lived through more than hell,
Became more than merely triumphant,
Became more than merely redeemed;

I became freedom.

 

Love and Gentleness (The Day Before the Day Before)

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The
Day before
The
Day before,
As
I sat in my den
On
My meditation pillow,
A
Deer visited
Me
During my daily card reading.

A
Totem
Of
Gentle heroism,
Of
Tenderness
And
Patience,
It
Eased into my soul.

“Be gentle to you,”
She
Said as she stood
In
My mind’s eye.

Gentleness:
Patience
Fully embraced,
Love
Sprinkled with tact.

Ah, love!
The
Same morning ritual
Directed
Me to embrace
The
Overflowing Chalice,
The
Endless gifts of love,
Its
Eternal power
To
Heal, bond, evolve.

“Why, of course,”
I
Reasoned to myself,
“This
Is how I live!”
These
Cards were affirmations
And
Nothing more.

Oh, that
Day
Before
The
Day
Before
Soon
Brought upon my path
So
Many varieties
Of
Frustration
(From
Both self and others)
As
I felt my pulsing rising
With
Self-blaming
At
Not having accomplished
All
I had set out to do,
All
I had determined to do,
All
That had to complete.

Frustration
Upon
Frustration
Built
As calls went unanswered,
Things
Broken stubbornly refused repair,
And
All plans slowly froze
Into
A crescendo of nagging inertia
And
Incompleteness
As
Too many clocks kept ticking.

Those cards, reminders
Of
That morning’s contemplation,
Sat
Near my meditation pillow
And
My peripheral eyes
Did
Catch sight of them
As
I hurried past in the hall.

Instead
Of giving myself
Into
Further disappointment
Or
Allowing assertiveness
To
Flare into self-aggression,
I
Stopped.
I
Stopped
And
Sat on the meditation pillow.
I
Meditated
And
Recalled the lessons
Of
The overflowing chalice
And
The still deer.

Thus reminded
Of
Myself beyond
The
Niggling waking world,
I
Allowed myself
To
Be an imperfect human
And
Feel rejoice (AGAIN)
In
The perfect gifts
Of
Love and gentleness.

Embracing laughter,
I
Visited my logic
And
Realized
I had accomplished
Much;
I had done all
That
I could given
All
That filled my path.

I must endeavor
To
Allow myself
To know
Love and gentleness
As
Lasting gifts
From
The
Day before
The
Day before.

Abundance (A Simple Chant)

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Invite and allow,
Accept and value,
Give thanks and share.

Invite and allow,
Accept and value,
Give thanks and share.

Invite and allow,
Accept and value,
Give thanks and share.

Invite and allow,
Accept and value,
Give thanks and share.

Invite and allow,
Accept and value,
Give thanks and share…

A Gathering Storm at Sunset

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A gathering storm at sunset greeted my return to my distant home,
The sun given only the slightest piece of sky as darkened clouds
Settled across the hillside, itself shorn of its crops;
All in anticipation of a cold damp rain that invited memories
Of past vibrant fall days rapidly yielding to harsh winters.

My mailbox, earlier filled by the postman in his battered jeep
Now occupied my attention as I made my way through offers, bills, and magazines
Ignoring the magical art The Universe was busy painting on the horizon
Until the piercing light flowed from hilltop to my colorblind eyes.

My lap full of mail, I slowly guided my car away from the end of the drive
And saw the gathering storm at sunset not only with my eyes and heard its few
Heavy rain drops not only with my ears, but disembarked from my vehicle
And became one with it as I experienced the magic of The Universe.

Breaking Gravity (Breaking Drag)

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Held down by our heaviness,
The drag of our inertia,
The weight of our fears,
The burden of our baggage,
We stay tight to our world.
We fight to remain not only grounded
But so firmly attached to our idea of life
That movement is impossible.

In the laws of spiritual metaphysics,
Propulsion and lift
Overcome
Gravity and drag.

Propel, propel, propel!
Allow yourself
To
Be propelled
By all you have achieved,
By the infinite ways
You’ve
Survived and thrived
When
Measured ONLY against you!
Allow yourself
To
Be propelled
By the love and other gifts
You
Are giving!
Allow yourself
To
Be propelled
By your drive to be, love, and grow!

Lift, lift, lift!
Allow yourself
To
Be lifted
By those who love you
Whether
They be animal, human, or spirit!
Allow yourself
To
Be lifted
By the gifts you are receiving!
Allow yourself
To
Be lifted by those who
Believe in you (even when you won’t)!

Build your runway
From your dreams
To run down
At full speed,
With all your passion,
With all your energy,
With all your faith and surrender!

Sleek and streamlined,
Feel the air glide
Over
Your body, mind, soul, and life
And create a cushion beneath you:
Watch your wheels lift off,
Watch your ground break away,
Watch your old world fall away,
And
Watch your sky approach!