Wednesday, December 30, 2009

I Am That I Am

I Am that I Am
I Am the hope that lives within
The hope that transcends all of my experiences

I Am what I know from the depths within
That I Am too great
I experience my heritage

I Am that which catapults me
For now I reach heights
I once could not fathom and frightened me

I Am the flame I carry within
The light never goes out
It only flickers and dims

I Am transformed
I Am truly set free
For the I Am I seek
Has always been seeking Us

The "I Am" is a powerful voice that speaks from within each of us. So interesting that we each say " I Am". Could it be the oneness that we all have in common. The voice of  Source from which we each emanate. From my experience "I Am" represents divinity, the divine essence of Truth, that speaks like a wellspring over flowing. I am reminded as we say, "I am this and I am that and I am going to do this or say that or be this or that, someone said to me once because of the power in our words to manifest what we say, that I am should be followed by a positive thought or expression. That we should allow that "I Am" place to surface and penetrate our being and just be what it is. A line from Marianne Williamson's poem says, "... we are more powerful than we know..." as we are one with this awesome powerful force of God, the Law of life, the "I Am" is hallowed in daily life on Mother Earth and so are we.

My journey of menopause awakened me to the Truth of this "I Am" principle. Menopause, a valued spiritual experience delivered me into a new day dawning in understanding myself and my Truth as God-Essence.

Please share with us your inspirations around "I Am", your experiences, and your knowings.

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Saturday, November 28, 2009

Dancing With God ~ Essence

I have chosen and I'm almost sure why
to shout my life story from the mountain top
I saw it in a vision here I stood alone
atop a high precipice with fear gripping my soul
I heard a voice that seemed to be distant beckon me to fly
I said, "Oh, don't be silly, you know I have no wings to stay on high
It said, "Come, be one with me, and soon you will see
you'll soar like a bird eternally

As I stepped forward my eyes cast down
I saw a deep dark abysmal hell that seemed to rise from the ground
all around me was darkness and low hanging clouds
fear was the only ally I found
a true and constant companion the best friend I've known
for years it's kept me safe in my sheltered home
what am I doing here my constant feeble cry
please help me change this misery for I have no wings to fly

The voice said, "Put on these gliders courage for the next step
to take you a higher level to a deeper consciousness
as I stepped forward and to my surprise
I ascended from the precipice and I began to fly
soaring higher and higher like a bird in the sky
I cast my eyes downward to observe the abysmal hell
I began to descend the voice took me in,
"Look up, not down,
your focus always determines the height of your soar
I cried, "I'm afraid and soon found myself again
upon that high precipice and feeling scared within

what am I doing here my constant feeble cry
please help me change this misery for I have no wings to fly

This is the first stanza of a three stanza epic poem that emanates from a dream. (The other two will be published soon.) The dream occurred over a period of about 2-3 years, approximately 1993-95. Normally, I don't remember my dreams, however, the fear I felt was so invasive it awakened me. It seemed so real. With each episode the plot would develop and take on new depth. It was not until much later about 1995-96 that I realized this was a reoccurring experience; and even later than that I began to realize the magnitude of the dream as a current reality. It was my life story. Retrospectively, the dream, from my best recollection, was rooted in my perimenopausal experience; analogous to the physical signs of puberty such as budding breast and pubic hair, menopause presented an authentic metamorphosis like a metaphor as I dreamed memorable dreams and birth poetry. I knew one day I would put the dream into metrical structure or verse or free form.

From this post, what surfaces for you through thought, intuition, sensing, feeling or other. We are open to your sharing for the evolution of our budding authentic nature.

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