Two – a #poem
Two intrepid Harbingers of anticipatory cusps Zip surreptitiously Over torpid landscapes. “Blah!” Shouts one. “Bliss!” The other. ~ Spontaneously composed by Stan Stewart Copyright © 2013, 2015 by muz4now, Inc.
relationship
Heartburn – a poem by Stan Stewart
I have heartburn and what I mean by that is that my heart is breaking thinking of the relationships I have betrayed over the years (And continue to betray) with whatever level of intention or unintentionality I have brought to them I have heartburn and what I mean by that is that my heart is
Following and Leading (part 3 of 5)
Creativity at its best is a matter of following and leading. I learned about “following and leading” from InterPlay where this is one of the basic forms or practices. The rules are simple enough: participants chose to either follow or lead at any given moment. When leading, I initiate. I start from nothing. When following, I imitate. Since
Celebrating the Light – Samhain and Halloween
Last night, an awesome group of people (that I get to “play” with almost every week) were part of an incredible Samhain celebration at Columcille Megalith Park. Each of them — Anita, Brad, Brian, Heidi, Jill, Patti, Sage, Sue, Susan, and Susanne — were brilliant (if you’ll pardon the pun) as Light Beings for the festive
My idea of a great birthday
Sunday was my birthday. I could have chosen to make it special by doing something completely different from normal. So, I did and I didn’t. I started my morning off in the usual way: coffee and a morning meditation. It was normal. Which made it special. I realized that I’m doing so much of what I’ve
Poem 0189: Family
There are ever-expanding Circles that I am part of. Some encompass just you and me. Others? The whole race. I long to be part of that more Giant whole and often sense The grace in that. Other times, that global circle Is too much abstraction and I long only to join with you In mutual
Poem 0188: Love’s Object
What happens when A heart is filled With longing But its object Is nowhere To be found? ~ spontaneously composed by Stan Stewart Copyright © 2012 by muz4now, Inc. All Rights Reserved. 188/1,000
radical renewal
“We cannot change anything until we accept it. Condemnation does not liberate, it oppresses.” ~ Carl Jung
Poem 0183 of 1,000: icy rain
When warm (Or even temperate) Rain raps on the roof, It provides a reassuring Rhythm that soothes. When Winter-chilled rain Taps it’s icy fingers on Window panes, It does not soothe nor Reassure. ~ spontaneously composed by Stan Stewart Copyright © 2011 by muz4now, Inc. All Rights Reserved.
Poem 0166: dragonfly 3
dragonflies are a lover’s best friend they do not pursue one another with that bashful fear we often see in humans they go after each other with playful glee and do not stop until they are attached one to the other ~ by Stan Stewart Copyright © 2011 by muz4now, Inc. All Rights Reserved.