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8/21/2018

Turbulent clouds
nature's drum
pulsating overhead

Power and beauty
terror and grace
all part of the common thread

Brilliant flashes
deadly light
violently thrown to earth

Screaming thunder
stimulates souls
awaiting life and worth

She will not float in
she comes like a woman
strong and proud and true

Announcing herself
with grandeur and passion
proclaiming her time is due

"Behold my beauty"
she proudly declares
"Marvel at my strength"

"I dance for you
while the drum plays
for minutes or hours of length"

Message conveyed
she lowers her shield
gifting pure softness to you

Pulse of her heart
ethereal glow
providing unequaled view

Warrior Woman
then becomes Mother
handing from sky to earth

Rhythm of water
captured by drummers
announces her perfect birth

As the rain falls
I stand gazing upward
droplets kissing my face

Feeling Her rhythm
hearing Her message
respecting and loving Her place

Tap with our hands
raise up our voices
respectful reciprocation

Drums and songs
the gift She shared
Rhythm of Celebration

Facker
August 21, 2018

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Courageous Warriors

8/13/2018

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They all witnessed the enormous creature with strange appendages hanging a fascinatingly beautiful device. Ruby red with four blossoms resembling flowers like those which provide their very sustenance. The creature opened its portal and disappeared .. all was still again.

He was first to explore .. being brash and brazen and brave. He was first to delight in the nectar, as others watched in silence. He was first to know their Universe had gifted them.

Over the coming days, they all made the discovery. To their joy and amazement, the creature returned to replenish the gift when needed. There was enough for all .. an endless supply .. perpetual bounty with four seats at the table and an unspoken promise of replenishment from that which seemed to value and love them. For a few days they happily flew to the life giving device and enjoyed its fruit. There was gratitude .. there was joy.

But He ..

He who had been bold ..
He who now pridefully fluffed and preened ..
He .. self-proclaimed self-anointed superior being ..
He became filled with pride, and avarice, and ego, until greed overcame Him

As others approached the gift meant for all
He attacked

As others attempted to sit peacefully at the common table
He voraciously exercised His desires for both food and power

He was larger
He was faster
He was brutish in mentality

His obsession grew exponentially

With hatred on His face and clouded spirit
He continually sat guard
Watching
Waiting

He, in selfishness, would allow no other to flourish

He became Vile within His cocoon of greed
Embittered
Dispondent
Disgusting

He eventually lashed out in the attempt to quiet His own self loathing

Self styled Super Hero

Vocally Belligerent

Tragic Super Ego

What of the others?

Those driven from the gift which was their birthright ..
Those brutalized, belittled, battered, bruised, and forced into insignificance ..
Those coerced into false acknowledgement of His imagined superiority ..

What of them?

As their Collective Spirit weakened ..
As their will to survive diminished ..

They awakened

Looked upon one another
Rediscovered Love
Rediscovered Will to Live
Rediscovered Their passion within the angst of tyranny ..
and They were empowered by the realization of Equal Creation

They became Warriors
Strengthened by Right
Fortified by Need
Driven by frustration
United in their disdain for Him
and
Courageous in Honor of that enormous creature with strange appendages
That Creature who showed them Love

***

Today they zip and zoom
Today they joyously partake
Today they bring their young

Stories of bravery flow like the nectar they savor
No feather fluffing
No ego stroking
Only Pride of Rising

Theirs is Regained

***

And Him .. what of Him?

There is always a seat at the table ..

Love one another and Share the Bounty

from deserts ... to tropics ... to the brilliant lights of Paris

Much Love from Tucson,

Bill

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Ascending

8/7/2018

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Sunset from our Tucson home

July 4th our flight ascended from Lihue, Kauai. We were on board, with one way tickets to Tucson, Arizona .. new home .. new life. Five years ago I wrote a post which reflected my feelings about living as our innate selves .. rediscovering the child within and the gift or gifts which are the pulse of every individual. I wrote about living solely for those gifts once we found them .. about the importance of spending every moment possible enveloped in our joy of Creativity. I am happy to exclaim "When the plane landed in Tucson, my creative spirit ascended". Having focused on that moment for the last five years, I have indeed become "Comfortably Poor".

http://kauai-to-paris.com/blog/comfortably-poor

Wishing each of us the exhilaration of self discovery and courage to follow our dreams

from Kauai to Paris ... and all places between

Much Love from Tucson

Bill

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