This page features poetry, both mine and others; as well as dreams, photos, and positive intentions & affirmations.
I hope you will enjoy them.
An Irish Blessing
For Summer Solstice 17’,
For Summer Solstice 17’,
The New Moon,
and my Favorite Nephew’s Birthday
May you live a long life
Full of gladness and health,
With a pocket full of gold
As the least of you wealth.
May the dreams you hold dearest,
Be those which come true,
The kindness you spread,
Keep returning to you.
Full of gladness and health,
With a pocket full of gold
As the least of you wealth.
May the dreams you hold dearest,
Be those which come true,
The kindness you spread,
Keep returning to you.
-author unknown
Labyrinth Dancing
Delicate Incarnations
I look to see the fishy quickly
it’s been over an hour now
Is observation the force that animates him?
I find this thought disturbing
Flowers that bloom black on black
existing by scent alone
He seems relieved to be watched,
grateful even
All the tank indeed a stage
like mine, with me
A human moving around in her air bowl
for his amusement…
Maybe if I’m lucky
I might exist by His observation of Me
-S. Watson
In the blue morning light
In the darkness before it
In the shadows delight
Where the deer come to forage
May you wander in peace
Fullest moon on your shoulder
And the passions of youth
Keep you young when you're older
-S. Watson
A Smiling Gingersnap
Shakespeare
Shall I believe
That unsubstantial death is amorous,
And that the lean abhorred monster keeps
Thee here in dark to be his paramour?
For fear of that, I still will stay with thee;
And never from this palace of dim night
Depart again: here, here will I remain
With worms that are thy chamber-maids; O, here
Will I set up my everlasting rest,
And shake the yoke of inauspicious stars
From this world-wearied flesh. Eyes, look your last!
Arms, take your last embrace! and, lips, O you
The doors of breath, seal with a righteous kiss
A Dateless bargain to engrossing death!
Come, Bitter conduct, come unsavory guide!
Thou desperate pilot, now at once run on
The dashing rocks thy sea-sick weary bark!
Here's to my love!
-from Romeo and Juliet
Harvest Moon
Stop
Take a breath
Something inside lets go
A pair of Autumn leaves
Fred and Ginger their way to the earth
It is the end of doing
The beginning of being
-S. Watson
Zen Fish
Silver
Slowly, silently, now the moon
Walks the night in her silver shoon;
This way, and that, she peers, and sees
Silver fruit upon silver trees;
One by one the casements catch
Her beams beneath the silvery thatch;
Couched in his kennel, like a log,
With paws of silver sleeps the dog;
From their shadowy coat the white breasts peep
Of doves in a silver-feathered sleep;
A harvest mouse goes scampering by,
With silver claws, and silver eye;
And moveless fish in the water gleam,
By silver reeds in a silver stream.
-Walter de la Mare
New Moon Guidance
"Knowing who you are isn't important.
What matters is finding out
who you can be."
-Dr. Katz
Autumn Beauties
85th Cranial Nerve
(a song I wrote a long time ago)
They want to steal my 85th nerve
and fill it with cement
No one’s crazy like they used to be,
did the river get too high with me?
...cant find the shoreline
This one was a cross-dresser
I gave him my posh frock
It’s not illegal, but it used to be,
did the driver get too high to see?
can't find the....
pale shadow ripples on a liquid wall
when the wine comes
he don't see the jagged edges at all
That one was a drunken savior
I gave him my best scotch
No ones fucked up like they used to be,
did the river get too high to see?
...cant find the shoreline
Somebody saw me
I saw someone there
Montana always finds me
when i’m not anywhere
They want to steal my 85th cranial nerve
and fill it with cement
They want to steal my 85th cranial nerve
and fill it with cement
-S. Watson
Full Moon Sankalpa
I know what I'm doing
And I do it well
(repeat and believe :)
-Molly B.
Waterfall
photographer unknown to me
Ghosts & Doorbells
Hope keeps ringing my doorbell
and then running off
Have you seen that guy before?
Buried under plump nipple hard breasts
all swollen with nourishment
But he can’t quite stretch
close enough to suckle
Crazier than a starving shark
He knows not who he is
He knows only hope
Satisfaction is a mystery
The bastard keeps ringing my doorbell
and running off
I keep answering
looking around
wondering
Sometimes it is so frozen out there
I could just lay down with the cold forever
embracing the peace of hopelessness
-S. Watson
Contemplation On This Full Moon
A noble heart never forces itself forward
-its words are as rare gems,
seldom displayed and of great value.
-Zen proverb
Het leven in de Tijden van het Bijgebouw
Your Catfish Friend
If I were to live my life
in catfish forms
in scaffolds of skin and whiskers
at the bottom of a pond
and you were to come by
one evening
when the moon was shining
down into my dark home
and stand there at the edge
of my affection
and think, “It’s beautiful
here by this pond. I wish
somebody loved me,"
I’d love you and be your catfish
friend and drive such lonely
thoughts from your mind
and suddenly you would be
at peace,
and ask yourself, “I wonder
if there are any catfish
in this pond? It seems like
a perfect place for them.”
-Richard Brautigan
New Moon Inspiration
Sometimes our fate
resembles a fruit tree in winter.
Who would think that those branches
would turn green again and blossom,
but we hope it, we know it.
-Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
Latvia by Aivis Ilsters
found at fotocommunity.com
ADHD
Toothpaste in the dust that crowds my brain
Polishes me all shiny and insane
I'm not to blame
Overlords from the planet Clipton Bounce-a-lot
became infatuated with the nausea of the human race
Not like a swinging pig on the wall of explosive pain
No not like that at all
There's a massive thimble of interrogation on my arm
where a nice butterfly tattoo should be identifying me
I'm not running from it anymore though
Bring it on
And it came on
Like a bicycle heading east through the flatlands
Like talented forces of evil that go screaming to another master
Like everyone so lost these days
Like Me
-S. Watson
A Full Moon Pondering
Doubt is not a pleasant condition,
but certainty is absurd.
-Voltaire
Big
Around Thee
Sensuous givings and forgivings
embrace folded arms
and open heart
Creation is my purpose
My gift to you
Beauty recognized
and brought into existence
Taciturn pools of placid gazing
make you real
More real than you've ever been
A little afraid
You wonder if all the round bellies
holding sacred truths of future observations
Will ever be allowed to tadpole in ponds of chance
like we were
Even now some people won't get on a plane
if they don't know where it's going
Bore Ing
You Have to know
All the saggy breasted real estate sharks in town
can't sell you This land
It's priceless
-S. Watson
Solstice Blessings In A Sliver Of Moonlight
I dedicate this review to sisters everywhere
In spirit and in blood
May beauty blossom through us
Our inspiration saturate many worlds
And the nourishing kindness we give
return to us tenfold
Kia Ora!
-w.w.
As Crazy As We Remember
Moments seem to stretch on forever
or shrink into a slinky that’s lost its momentum
Longing for change and the mischief of chaos
passengers ride in stormy weather through time
Shallow meat sizzles on deep grills
outside hollow rooms of brick and stone
Have you ever felt this alone?
-S. Watson
Mercury In Retro on the New Moon
or shrink into a slinky that’s lost its momentum
passengers ride in stormy weather through time
outside hollow rooms of brick and stone
-S. Watson
A band of white skeletons distracted me
and I burned my oatmeal so had to throw it out
… does that make me a cereal killer?
-S. Watson
and I burned my oatmeal so had to throw it out
… does that make me a cereal killer?
-S. Watson
Kurma
loating on a noodle
I was imagining how wonderful it must feel
to breathe and live a liquid life
And I thought to myself
‘If brine fish can be sea monkey’s,
then I too can pretend to be something special’
… silly me
Breath is the cake
Everything else is icing
Beautiful and meaningless
except to be experienced
We are all of us
Naked perseverance
Burning through time
-S. Watson
I was imagining how wonderful it must feel
to breathe and live a liquid life
‘If brine fish can be sea monkey’s,
then I too can pretend to be something special’
… silly me
Everything else is icing
Beautiful and meaningless
except to be experienced
Naked perseverance
Burning through time
A Full Moon Belief
"Frisbeetarianism is the belief that when you die,
your soul goes up on the roof and gets stuck."
- George Carlin
Reality Altered
-S. Watson
Embracing Changes
One day I will leave you my corpse
Then Stars shall guide my vision
as I gaze upon the universe
The Moon shall follow my voice
like sailors to a Siren
The Earth and all of her Waters
shall be my playground
.... and you will have my corpse
Sorry about that
-S. Watson
as I gaze upon the universe
like sailors to a Siren
shall be my playground
Sorry about that
New Moon Salad Mix
I was born in a field of shoes and corn. When it rains I get stinky and limp. I have spent most of my life wearing other peoples shoes and running around lost in a frighteningly vast abyss. I have found my most current identity in a pair of sexy red leather walkin' boots and am right now standing by the side of a long yellow brick rural highway ...with my thumb out.
-S. Watson
Garden Of One Thousand Buddhas
My pic… website here
Asteria
A deep breath just found me alive
Walking through pockets of forest twilight
and opening doors into darkness
A million twinkling diamonds dance in triumph
on the black canvas of suffering that created them
The blacker the night, the brighter they fall
in Lyrid showers of Spring
-S. Watson
New Moon Inspiration
"The moment one gives close attention
to anything, even a blade of grass,
it becomes a mysterious, awesome,
indescribably magnificent world in itself."
-Henry Miller
The Cat And The Moon
The cat went here and there
And the moon spun round like a top,
And the nearest kin of the moon,
The creeping cat, looked up.
Black Minnaloushe stared at the moon,
For, wander and wail as he would,
The pure cold light in the sky
Troubled his animal blood.
Minnaloushe runs in the grass
Lifting his delicate feet.
Do you dance, Minnaloushe, do you dance?
When two close kindred meet,
What better than call a dance?
Maybe the moon may learn,
Tired of that courtly fashion,
A new dance turn.
Minnaloushe creeps through the grass
From moonlit place to place,
The sacred moon overhead
Has taken a new phase.
Does Minnaloushe know that his pupils
Will pass from change to change,
And that from round to crescent,
From crescent to round they range?
Minnaloushe creeps through the grass
Alone, important and wise,
And lifts to the changing moon
His changing eyes.
-William Butler Yeats
Full Moon Sankalpa
I am my own best caregiver
Kind, loving, patient
Gentle with my pain
I encourage my healing process
and delight in my progress
Showering love and gratitude over
the amazing vessel that contains me
-S. Watson
Stop. Yoga Time
Vrschikasana (scorpion pose)
Vrschikasana (scorpion pose)
-found here
Mayday, Mayday!
Yogi Down!
Scared and fragile
Made of glass
A skeleton
Her invisible flesh
Meat all gone missing
Only skeleton
Casting a thin shadow
Gingerly drifting from room to room
Just a skeleton
Skull weeping sad
In spite of the grin
Such painful bones
One tiny wing
Plucked for the greater good
And the angel will fly again
Courageous and strong
Indestructible titanium
Super skeleton
Bending
Lifting
Twisting into infinity
So Mote It Be
Happy skeleton
-S. Watson
Blessed Yule, Serene Solstice,
& IO! Saturnalia to All
The magic of Solstice lingers on
Though childhood days have passed
Upon the common round of life
A Holy Spell is cast
(old verse)
-I found it here
Lonely Christmas Tree
Moon of Silver
(We Three Kings)
(We Three Kings)
Oh, Moon of Silver, Sun of Gold,
Gentle Lady, Lord so bold!
Guide us ever, failing never,
Lead us in ways of old.
Maiden, Mother, Ancient Crone,
Queen of Heaven on your throne,
Praise we sing Thee, Love we bring thee,
For all that you have shown.
Lord of Darkness, Lord of Light,
Gentle Brother, King of Might,
Praise we sing thee, Love we bring Thee
On this Solstice night.
-Not sure who wrote it,
but I found it here.
Shanti Shanti Shanti
peace-symbol
found at Shakti Tribe Peace Outreach
Alone, Clock, Sad, Sadness, Time
pic found at favim.com
Time
Ain't the snow fallin' just a bit deeper these days
Aren't they building the stairs a bit steeper these days
And the town's really changin' in so many ways time time time
The young folks they're growin' exceptionally tall
And the newspaper print it's becomin' quite small
And folks speak so softly you can hardly hear at all time time time
The jokes don't seem as witty as the old jokes once were
And the girls are half as pretty as I remember her
And today you know in the park a young man called me sir time time time
Yeah I'm not quite as anxious for fame or success
And my eye finds the girl in the plain quiet dress
And I cling a bit longer to each warm caress time time time
So I breathe a bit heavy when I climb a hill
What of it my life now is really much more fulfilled
But they're tearin' down the building that I watched them build
Time time time time time time
-Sheldon Allan Silverstein
found at Shakti Tribe Peace Outreach
Alone, Clock, Sad, Sadness, Time
Time
Aren't they building the stairs a bit steeper these days
And the town's really changin' in so many ways time time time
And the newspaper print it's becomin' quite small
And folks speak so softly you can hardly hear at all time time time
And the girls are half as pretty as I remember her
And today you know in the park a young man called me sir time time time
And my eye finds the girl in the plain quiet dress
And I cling a bit longer to each warm caress time time time
What of it my life now is really much more fulfilled
But they're tearin' down the building that I watched them build
Time time time time time time
-Sheldon Allan Silverstein
Sankalpa for New Moon
"Let us be grateful
to people who make us happy,
they are the charming gardeners
who make our souls blossom."
-Proust
River of Leaves
-Photo by Molly B.
Bad Movie
Alright, it's not the everything
But it is the end
Tightly wound
I saw you snap like a golf ball
Not the way I pictured the end
Traveling down the slopes of melting gelato
Lava fudge hallucinations,
delicious and radom
Out of sync with the timing of the sun
...and the moon
The end, the delicious end
-S. Watson
(Unless otherwise credited, all photos and poems
are by Shawna L. Watson
a.k.a the Wine Witch)
Full Moon Ponder
"There are nights when the wolves are silent
and only the moon howls".
-George Carlin
Black & White Winter
S. Watson
Pockets of Peace
(a simple song or something similar)
Enchanting like a siren
she sings from me now and then
At times the only moments
of life worth living in
Safe to experience etherial bliss
in a fleeting pocket of peace
Safe to experience anything
in a zone where all madnesses cease
Between full moon and random bastards
venomous evil death rays concealed
I see you there all coiled in anger
Monsters are real! Monsters are real!
Enchanting like a siren
she sang from me now and then
At times the only moments
of life worth dying in
Safe to experience etherial bliss
in a fleeting pocket of peace
Safe to experience everything
in a zone where all madnesses cease
In pockets of peace
pockets of peace
pockets of peace
-S. Watson
An Autumn Blessing
May kindness be your voice
And may peace walk with you
on your journey
Samhain
by wyldraven
found at wyldraven.deviantart.com
Dreams Of A Sleeping Earth
Beginning of the dark half
Where Earth spins leaves into a
colorful bed of golden kush
Contemplating the blissful land of Morpheus
I like to be in her dreams sometimes
I hope she remembers me
as the naked skinny winged one
with perky nipples and a lollypop grin
When the moon's all a sliver
and stars are spilling salt
onto the night sky
Rise and howl
with the voice of Mother Earth
Haunt the dead
so they don't get lonely
...or bored
We are all ghosts once in a while
And when the veil becomes thin
you can't tell who's who
The dark half bewilders and obfuscates
Dreams of a sleeping Earth
-S.Watson
Sankalpa for Full Moon
"One should always be drunk.
That's all that matters... But with what?
With wine, with poetry,
or with virtue, as you chose.
But get drunk..."
- Charles Baudelaire
Carousel In Zootown
S. Watson
Soliloquy of the Solipsist
I?
I walk alone;
The midnight street
Spins itself from under my feet;
My eyes shut
These dreaming houses all snuff out;
Through a whim of mine
Over gables the moon's celestial onion
Hangs high.
I
Make houses shrink
And trees diminish
By going far; my look's leash
Dangles the puppet-people
Who, unaware how they dwindle,
Laugh, kiss, get drunk,
Nor guess that if I choose to blink
They die.
I
When in good humour,
Give grass its green
Blazon sky blue, and endow the sun
With gold;
Yet, in my wintriest moods, I hold
Absolute power
To boycott color and forbid any flower
To be.
I
Know you appear
Vivid at my side,
Denying you sprang out of my head,
Claiming you feel
Love fiery enough to prove flesh real,
Though it's quite clear
All your beauty, all your wit, is a gift, my dear,
From me.
I walk alone;
The midnight street
Spins itself from under my feet;
My eyes shut
These dreaming houses all snuff out;
Through a whim of mine
Over gables the moon's celestial onion
Hangs high.
I
Make houses shrink
And trees diminish
By going far; my look's leash
Dangles the puppet-people
Who, unaware how they dwindle,
Laugh, kiss, get drunk,
Nor guess that if I choose to blink
They die.
I
When in good humour,
Give grass its green
Blazon sky blue, and endow the sun
With gold;
Yet, in my wintriest moods, I hold
Absolute power
To boycott color and forbid any flower
To be.
I
Know you appear
Vivid at my side,
Denying you sprang out of my head,
Claiming you feel
Love fiery enough to prove flesh real,
Though it's quite clear
All your beauty, all your wit, is a gift, my dear,
From me.
-Sylvia Plath
A New Moon Ponder
"It's easier to fool people
than to convince them they have been fooled"
-Mark Twain
Remembering Blueberries
S. Watson
Curse The Spinning Curser
Curse the spinning curser
as it gobbles up my day
I watch the little rainbow
as it spins my life away
Seasons come and seasons go
Did it rain, or even snow?
I guess I will never know
One big spinning round rainbow
Until I'm dead and gone
Spun to her hypnotic web
Like hook into a song....
And to think it all started with pong
-dedicated to Bullwinkle as
in my head, I can hear him
reading it.
Full Moon Ponder
"If you do nothing long enough,
something's bound to happen."
-H. Jon Benjamin
Lord Ganesha
found at Santabanta.com
My Nose Is Growing Old
Yup.
A long lazy September look
in the mirror
says it's true.
I'm 31
and my nose is growing
old.
It starts about 1/2
an inch
below the bridge
and strolls geriatrically
down
for another inch or so:
stopping.
Fortunately, the rest
of the nose is comparatively
young.
I wonder if girls
will want me with an
old nose.
I can hear them now
the heartless bitches!
"He's cute
but his nose
is old."
-Richard Brautigan
New Moon Ponder
"Cowards die many times before their deaths.
The valiant never taste of death but once."
-Shakespeare
One Happy Goat
Photo by Jane Petrov :)
Nothing to Fear
I was breezing past daisies
on the wings of a black butterfly
The experience was so intoxicating
I forgot to be afraid
Then suddenly I was eaten by a cat
...Damn it!
-S. Watson
New Moon Wisdom
I would rather live in a world where my life
is surrounded by mystery
than live in a world so small
that my mind could comprehend it.
is surrounded by mystery
than live in a world so small
that my mind could comprehend it.
~Henry Emerson Fosdick
pic found at hubcityblues.com
Fin'
Deceptive Cadence Of A Poem
I've been running away from demons all day
but they are attached
Sewn to my feet
Casting dark shadows
of a million former selves
Hoarding experiences and identities
like other people do
dusty old tread mills and shoes
Better keep them,
I may need them again one day
It's getting old in here
Beer hasn't tasted good in years
And the name carved into wooden handles
on all of the knives in my back
stopped itching and burning long ago
It's just another day
My eyes have another ring around them
Another year the sculptors cruel blade
carves the patina of 'character'
onto what has become some other woman’s face
Am I wise?
I think I was supposed to grow wise...
-S. Watson
Something Someone Said Once
For The Full Moon
For The Full Moon
The First Law of Philosophy
For every philosopher,
there exists and equal
and opposite philosopher.
and opposite philosopher.
The Second Law of Philosophy
They're both wrong.
Flathead River
My Photo
Truth Never Dies
Truth never dies. The ages come and go.
The mountains wear away, the stars retire.
Destruction lays Earth's mighty cities low;
And empires, states and dynasties expire;
But caught and handed onward by the wise,
Truth never dies.
Though unreceived and scoffed at through the years,
Though made the butt of ridicule and jest,
Though held aloft for mockery and jeers,
Denied by those of transient power possessed.
Insulted by the insolence of lies,
Truth never dies.
It answers not. It does not take offense,
But with a mighty silence bides its time.
As some great cliff that braves the elements
And lifts through all the storms its head sublime,
It ever stands, uplifted by the wise,
And never dies.
As rests the sphinx amid Egyptian sands;
As looms on high the snowy peak and crest;
As firm and patient as Gibraltar stands,
So truth, unwearied, waits the era blest
When men shall turn to it with great surprise.
Truth never dies.
-Anonymous
Words Of Inspiration On This New Moon
There is only one thing on this Earth
more powerful than evil,
and that's us.
-Buffy
Purple Mountains
Plastic Snow & Ghosts
Mr. Nichols, my ghost, pulled up a chair
and we watched the snow melt like styrofoam before our eyes
"Get back in the vault" they screamed
But by this time I could not even raise a stir in my belly
All fear vanished from me when I lost hope
A cold livid rage became my guiding light
I do not love you, in fact I find you repulsive
And if someone says Miranda to me
I'll slay you, the wicked dragon of you
I do not love you
...but I love HER
I live to stroke her luscious green hair
To exchange breath with her
Scent of a million perfumes
Only her glowing fire can warm what is left of my heart
To swim in her cool crystal clear aquamarine blood
Oceans, lakes, waterfalls, rain... life force
And the faeries that come to me, what of them?
Maybe one day after we've won the war
I will wrap up my soul, leave my body and join them
Her, finally healing in the absence of Gods flawed creations
Then I'll watch my human shell melt away
until I'm no longer ashamed of my previous form
-S.Watson
Sankalpa for Full Moon
&Summer Solstice
may we all Live Free
in Blissful
Joyous Celebration
-Sat Nam
Festa de Sao Joao do Porto
-found at the-yeatman-hotel.com
On The Back Of A Cow
The morning has been kind to the whole day so far
Water springing through rainbows on glistening light
Splashes in puddles of remembering
As if keeping the ocean alive in a jar
Oh radiant lunatic how I long to taste that potion
Firefly's and lightning bugs can't touch your madness
Howling wolves sing to the full blossom of the night
In sorrowful swells of emotion
The whole world smiles on the back of a cow
Consuming with focussed intention
Intention inside me where everything lives
Everything lives inside me now
Traveling over the black and white tiles
Of where I first heard your meow
-S. Watson
Italian Proverb for New Moon
La verita e nel vino. ..
In wine there is truth.
Miranda-The Tempest
-I found this image here
I Cannot Answer You Tonight in Small Portions
I cannot answer you tonight in small portions.
Torn apart by stormy loves gate, I float
like a phantom facedown in a well where
the cold dark water reflects vague half-built
stars
and trades all our affection, touching, sleeping
together for tribunal distance standing like
a drowned train just beyond a pile of Eskimo
skeletons.
I cannot answer you tonight in small portions.
Torn apart by stormy loves gate, I float
like a phantom facedown in a well where
the cold dark water reflects vague half-built
stars
and trades all our affection, touching, sleeping
together for tribunal distance standing like
a drowned train just beyond a pile of Eskimo
skeletons.
-Richard Brautigan
The Full Moon Smiles
If your dreams lie in ruin all about you,
bravely adjust to your altered circumstances.
In simplicity you will find
-even if you never sought it there!
-the sweet happiness your heart
has always craved.
-Paramhansa Yogananda
Beautiful Yellow Flowers
Memories of Naked Times
There was a handsome man
Wearing a velvet couch
Beckoning me to join him
Elegant lines
Smooth hard wood
Silky bold and red
Modern Danish?
He didn't say
-S. Watson
Fortune Cookie Wisdom
for New Moon
for New Moon
Everything that we see
is a shadow cast
by that which we do not see.
You Are Here
S. Watson
Taste Of Madness
What do you do
when the shadows are gone
and you can't find a hook
to hang sanity on?
You go prancing the road
looking for your friend Pam
But you're not really you
just a cheap hologram
As the paper birds fly
fed on crackers and jelly
A howling grey pencil
scratches them on the belly
Now they carry those messages
secret and hidden
Through the shadows afar
to a land once forbidden
Every road to the kingdom
has brought us both here
In the same state of mind
at the same time of year
Neon magic or not
I'll make it out of this poem
I know you pulled me up
One day you'll bring me home
- who saw satan lean?
-an alto swan saw he
Full Moon,
Seek Truth
Seek Truth
Even if you are a minority of one,
the truth is the truth.
-Mahatma Gandhi
Awakening
When Earth's Last Picture Is Painted
When Earth's last picture is painted and the tubes are twisted and dried,
When the oldest colours have faded, and the youngest critic has died,
We shall rest, and, faith, we shall need it -- lie down for an aeon or two,
Till the Master of All Good Workmen shall put us to work anew.
And those that were good shall be happy; they shall sit in a golden chair;
They shall splash at a ten-league canvas with brushes of comets' hair.
They shall find real saints to draw from -- Magdalene, Peter, and Paul;
They shall work for an age at a sitting and never be tired at all!
And only The Master shall praise us, and only The Master shall blame;
And no one shall work for money, and no one shall work for fame,
But each for the joy of the working, and each, in his separate star,
Shall draw the Thing as he sees It for the God of Things as They are!
-Rudyard Kipling
1892
Some Weirdness On The New Moon
I wore angry socks to the market today
That way I could be above anger
Unless I decided to stand on my head
Which I would never do while wearing angry socks
-S. Watson
Flathead River
on my way to Hot Springs, March 14'
Just Another Poem
A long journey of hollow wisdom
purposeless but for the sake of being
Blossoms none the less
in a meadow that bestows purity upon solitude
A tree falls in the forest
and no one bothers to listen
Like lightning that scratches the sky's back
where the night feels itchy
and then returns to darkness
Comfort is the greatest lullaby of all I think
it's so much easier to just stay asleep, isn't it?
Stay calm and keep to the shadows old woman
it's too late to start throwing cats now
Truth is now defined by what we agree on
reality cries out like the falling tree
Mother Nature's hands are tied behind her back
as she is tortured and spat on
But all you can hear over her screams
are masses of sleeping zombies
snoring loudly
-S. Watson
A Warm Quote
On A Cold New Moon
On A Cold New Moon
“You really have to love yourself
to get anything done in this world.”
-Lucille Ball
Mt. Si
S. Watson
Black Coffee & Cherry Pie
Tracing back evils
that scratch at the walls
of my tolerance
Morning winter light
breaks in ice crystals
piercing and painful
Shattering the space
around my eyes
All the blood and the bones
What do they mean?
What do they want from me?
They carry me around
use me to think
to sing
to dance
to play
to get hurt
…but they are not me
Darkness falls clumsy
like burnt toast
on a diners dirty floor
Where I hide
under waves of black coffee
relief
before dawn
I see my reflection in the glass
Before dawn
in the moments where
I remember who I'm not
Eternity
Being unaware
...of being
-S. Watson
(aka -w.w.)
Do Your Part On This Full Moon
Without followers,
evil cannot spread.
-Mr Spock
Two Temples
-w.w. in Peru
winter survival
to learn to love winter
embrace the strength of vision
not obscured with ornament of roses
nor comfort of soft green leaves
only the bones of proud trees
facing another season's turn
so too hearts turn and turn again
know we dispense
but tiny flickering reflections of light
collected with effort
like holding fire in a reed basket
as twilight lowers
we all light lamps
of belonging and belief
even as the earth darkens in hollows
yet something shines
at heaven's edge
incandescent with grace
and awaiting spring
-Tani Brewer
New Moon Ponder
When you open your mind to the impossible,
sometimes you find the truth.
-Walter Bishop
Perfect Rainbow
photo by Kris Dutson found at Daily Mail
A Mine of Rubies
Last night I learned how to be a lover of God,
To live in this world and call nothing my own.
I looked inward
and the beauty of my own emptiness
filled me till dawn.
It enveoped me like a mine of rubies.
Its hue clothed me in red silk.
Within the cavern of my soul
I heard a voice of a lover crying,
"Drink now! Drink now! --
I took a sip and saw the vast ocean --
Wave upon wave caressed my soul.
The lovers of God dance around
And the circle of their steps
becomes a ring of fire round my neck.
Heaven calls me with its rain and thunder --
a hundred thousand cries
yet I cannot hear …
All I hear is the call of my Beloved.
-Rumi
Full Moon Thoughts
If someone bounces
into your groovy mood
with chocolate,
bust out the peanut butter!
Do something worth
writing a book about.
Collect experiences, not things.
Pescosansonesco, Abruzzo, Italy
photo by Noel McCarthy found at Photography BB
The Blessing
Full moon approaches
Howling in werewolf madness
All I can think is
Who's going to save their voices?
In a massive brain spin down
The merciless muck of betrayal
Finally breaks lose from its
Intended victim
Beauty had counted slowly
Backwards from ten
And been frozen in stasis
Hiding, Lost, Afraid
Arise old friend
Your safety is assured in truth
Show yourself, be yourself
Breathe in peace
Sing a joyful song
Accept and share the blessing
And remember I'll be here for you
When you decide to wake up
-S. Watson
Sankalpa for New Moon & New Year
Fear is the path to the dark side.
Fear leads to anger,
anger leads to hate,
hate leads to suffering.
-Yoda
May we go fearlessly into the future
with confidence and bravery
And may kindness and love
lead us to a world
free from tyranny
and suffering.
-S. Watson
Lines & Textures
S. Watson
The Moon Became Balsamic
This afternoon
I'm feeling dimensionally challenged
the tide pulling me out to an empty sea
once so full of life and fish
Dumbed down formulas
have taken the place
of inspired teachings
In the beginning
we were not born to dictation
Not mindless slaves to
the great monologue
Light the slender moon afire
Tender leaves of innocence
burn without notice
Even the wind and the rain
have been chained now
This afternoon alone
there is no where else to go
-S. Watson
Happy Solstice
IO! Saturnalia
and Blessed Yule to all…
IO! Saturnalia
and Blessed Yule to all…
May this Solstice and turning of the
wheel bring you love, peace, and
good fortune in the coming year.
Let us welcome the
returning sun with
Hope and Joy.
May you never thirst!
-a beautiful blessing
author unknown to me
author unknown to me
Solstice Night
Soul
Gift wrapped
in white hot flame
Round
spiral of eternal truth
Ocean dancing
slow soothing ebb and flow
Deeper
a cool aquamarine center filled with fish
Music
song of a thousand meadowlarks
….and one crow
I'll take this package with me when I go
-S. Watson
On The New Moon
Let yourself be silently drawn
by the strange pull of
what you really love.
It will not lead you astray.
-Rumi
My Lost Home
S. Watson
Go Find That Fish
I awoke feeling like a ghost
Corporeally challenged
Future echos and past shadows
All rolled into one
Trust is the sacred string
That ties the universe to your left shoe
I've thrown out todays list
Go find that fish
Trust I will be somewhere
Blissfully unaware
Heart bleeding in all the right places
Where the scent of lavender abides
-S. Watson
Advise For The Full Moon
Never make the mistake
of confusing image with truth
That which is pure and truly beautiful
doesn't need a candy bar wrapper
Shinny bubbles wrapped around air
glisten in the sun, burst and are gone
Diamonds hide in the earth
and need not be seen
to validate their existence
-S. Watson
Somewhere In Montana
S. Watson
A Childish Wish
I tire at last
of building an empire
of packing crates
and bailing wire
A legend
on a shoestring
No more a pirate
captain of a leaky skiff
No more outlaw
of trivial rules
I shall be respectable
when I grow up
-Tani Brewer
On A Samhain Walk With Bob
Bob: "I do not believe in vampires"
Me: "You know they DO exist"
and geo-engineering, they exist; but I do not believe in them"
…Long strolls with Bob are so therapeutic.
"Those who stand for nothing,
fall for anything."
-Alexander Hamilton
Love 2U
from the Zoo
from the Zoo
S. Watson @ the 'M'
How Long Will You Hide
If you want to read it the way it's written, work from the bottom stanza's up. I like the way it reads when it's backwards (or is it upside down?) so that's how I wrote it; altered from it's original version… no disrespect intended.
-Rumi
A tambourine is in a corner
begging your playing hands
a flute is sitting dormant
begging your happy lips
Today is the day to unite
with your longing beloved
wait no more
for an unknown tomorrow
Come on my friend
use your talisman and
harness all their souls
An entire caravan
is waiting in ecstasy
for your coming and leading
It allures and invites
your magical touch
to open and arrive
Why do you think
the door to the sky
is closed on your face?
Teach laughter
to a flower
manifest an eternity
How long will you hide
your beautiful
festive smile?
Sankalpa(s) for Full Moon
"Do what thou wilt
shall be the whole of the law"
-Aleister Crowley
"Do what keepest thou from wilting
shall be the loophole in the law"
-JR Bob Dobbs
Sweet Darkness
by David Whyte
by David Whyte
When your eyes are tired
the world is tired also.
When your vision has gone
no part of the world can find you.
Time to go into the dark
where the night has eyes
to recognize it's own.
There you can be sure
you are not beyond love.
The dark will be your womb tonight.
The dark will give you a horizon
further than you can see.
You must learn one thing.
The world was made to be free in.
Give up all other worlds
except the one to which you belong.
Sometimes it takes darkness and the sweet
confinement of your aloneness
to learn
anything or anyone that does not bring you alive
is too small for you...
Sankalpa for New Moon
Resolve to be thyself;
and know that who finds himself,
loses his misery.
-Matthew Arnold
Why?
Why?
Oblivious
They customize their crows
like the colors of a magazine ad
Pretty lies pecking at
dull muted brain cells
Until a purchase is made
You caw like a murder
upon its arrival
Delighted in your acquisition
Oblivious to the irony
of your missing soul
-S. Watson
A thought from Susan
for Full Moon
for Full Moon
Meaning:
Simple & innocent pleasures
are sometimes forgotten in
this sophisticated world of ours.
We sometimes tend to
scoff & poke fun at people who
are a little naive.
Could it be that we are a little
Jealous of what we have
lost?
Perhaps.
-Susan Beam 75'(ish)
S. Watson
Mud
I feel like mud inside
churning mud and shit
Cosmic collendar
incorporates what happens
in the vulnerable hours
twixt midnight and dawn
ingredients of
fear & pain, loss & loneliness
and a dash of screaming nightmare
Forcing me to wallow in mind muck
One day when the light returns
the mud will cleanse me
I'll squish it between my toes and giggle
healed
ashes of the past baked into my soul
stronger now and deeper in silence
more grateful in laughter
Grateful and better because of you
-S. Watson
A New Moon Ponder
Happiness makes up in height
for what it lacks in length.
-Robert Frost
On My Way Home
Dirge Without Music
I am not resigned to the shutting away of loving hearts in the hard ground.
So it is, and so it will be, for so it has been, time out of mind:
Into the darkness they go, the wise and the lovely. Crowned
With lilies and with laurel they go; but I am not resigned.
Lovers and thinkers, into the earth with you.
Be one with the dull, the indiscriminate dust.
A fragment of what you felt, of what you knew,
A formula, a phrase remains,—but the best is lost.
The answers quick and keen, the honest look, the laughter, the love,—
They are gone. They are gone to feed the roses. Elegant and curled
Is the blossom. Fragrant is the blossom. I know. But I do not approve.
More precious was the light in your eyes than all the roses in the world.
Down, down, down into the darkness of the grave
Gently they go, the beautiful, the tender, the kind;
Quietly they go, the intelligent, the witty, the brave.
I know. But I do not approve. And I am not resigned.
Full Moon Dreaming
"When the power of love overcomes
the love of power, the world will
know peace."
-Jimi Hendrix
Magic
by Ella Steinberg
age 12
by Ella Steinberg
age 12
Streaks of gold and purple
swirl around me, dancing
with royal blue and a fine
sparkling white.
My hands spread out and I
lift my fingertips to the sky.
I feel a cold rush, like when
someone hits you in the
back of the head with a
snowball.
I close my eyes and a warm
tingling sensation climbs up
my arms, almost burning
me but making me feel
powerful.
Then the boom of thunder
and the streak of lightning
climb their way into the sky.
I feel the light pitter-patter
of rain against my skin,
cooling me, relieving me of
my troubles.
I am left, like a blown out
candle, my magic mixed
into the sky, and my rage
washed away.
I found this in a magazine called 'Mamalode' (the You issue)
and was so blown away I had to share it with you.
New Moon View,
Which One Are You?
Which One Are You?
'Our wretched species is so made
that those who walk on the well-trodden path
always throw stones at those
who are showing a new road'
-Voltaire
A Poem Thing
Here alone
away from doing
the electriciy goes out
Sensory deprovation
finds a home
basking in hallucinations
Being
Freeing
Missing
But not gone
-S. Watson
Permission,
for Full Moon & Full Sun
for Full Moon & Full Sun
Come and shine with the sun
Come and glow with the moon
Shed your hooves and your horns
Not a minute too soon
For in birth through to death
For in darkness and light
You've permission to glow
With the day and the night
-S. Watson
found at Photobucket.com
found at SuspiciousObservers.org
This Thing Called Time
Minutes, seconds, hours & days
are not as long as they used to be
(unless you are doing Nabhi Kriya)
I cannot fathom it
in the simplicity of clocks or calenders
Nouns come and go
just as I do
And if memories lie to you,
then so does time
Did I know you in time,
or in eternity?
Muddled thoughts of it
might be found
in loss, gain, and experience
Or in stillness and movement
The world in my mirror
does not believe in
a place where time lives
It's just another dime
in the wolfs back...
Sad
Alone
Howling at the moon
Over and again
-S. Watson
Sankalpa for New Moon
There is no truth
to be found in sanity
dictated by the masses…
…that which is agreed upon
in patterns, routines
Walls and lies
making you feel safe…
…all locked up and safe
Strengthen your Character
Open your Mind
Embrace the Crazy
and Experience Truth!
-Sat Nam my friends,
-S. Watson
From Alex's Philippine Cafe
Everything is stillborn
mornings on
the waterfront
The mist mates with
the bay
giving slow birth
to the first
ferry from
Bainbridge
And the day is alive
-Jerry-Mac Johnson, Seattle, WA
from 'Ferry Tales from Puget Sound'
A Blessing for Summer Solstice
May the healing light
of kindness and compassion
blossom in your heart
That the beauty and goodness
of energies you keep and share
bless you deeply…
And the world around you
profoundly
Serenity to all beings
on this Summer Solstice
and always
Blessed Be
-S. Watson
Two Women Running on the Beach
Black Dove
Sometimes when it seems
the world is moving towards an end
and chaos is waiting just outside the door
I sing to my sisters:
Come! Let us dance!
Let us whirl through the dark night
till the morning dew washes our feet
till the warm sun finds us
asleep on her bosom.
Come! Let us dance a new world into being!
-Gael Nagle
Banana Mantra for New Moon
Ever have one of those weeks
where you just want to shave your head,
BUT THEY WON'T LET YOU?!!
Try the Banana Mantra:
Baaaah (ah)
Naaaaa (like in ant)
Nuuuuu (like in nut, as in nuts)
Slowly cycled on one long breath, baaaaa-naaaaa-nuuuuu
Inhale deeply and consciously
Repeat the chant for 9 minutes…
Then you can shave your head
if you want to,
AND THEY CAN'T STOP YOU, HA HA!!
May the life you live be your own.
Blessings
-w.w.
Ceviche
I thought of ceviche
Three times today
Which I think
Is an omen of luck
Fragments of a masterpiece
Mosaic in sadness
Twitch like dying
In soul sucking muck
My corpse in a pair of cheap shoes
Ran away
To the opening
Of 'Souls-R-Us Discounts'
My life flashed before me
As it sometimes will do
And I thought to myself
'I hope this counts'
In some other lifetime
I'll write a book about it
In some other lifetime
I'll learn to share my toys
…and my ceviche
…and everything
-S. Watson
Sankalpa for Full Moon
I will burn the candles of smiles in the bosom of the joyless.
Before the unfading light of my cheer,
darkness will take flight from the bosom of my brothers.
from the book, How To Be Happy All The Time.
A Laugh In Hell
Chapters of Memoirs
by Shawna L Watson
one chapter) In the beginning God (of the Christian variety) said I was bad, but I followed the bastard for a while anyway
another one) I was communing with the flowers after yoga class when I realized I was almost late for my weekly Theosophical Society meeting
another one) Of course you can stop using drugs, I'll help you
another one) Here's another ol' Merl Haggard song
another one) And that's what happened to 'the Hosing Game'
another one) Saved by Mother Love Bone
another one) 5 cats, no food, 3 jobs, man I love Seattle
another one) Phone sex operator & Joe's icecream driver…one weird summer
another one) So, 67 jobs, a failed marriage, and sabotaged music career later...
another one) I had a migraine for 10 years
another one) Hospital or high school? An anthropological study
another one) The Russian Mafia and why I now carry a gun
another one) My time as a wood nymph
another one) Yoga, meditation, xanax, and wine...I love you assholes :)
another one) The invisible woman, or the year I missed my calling as a bank robber
another one) MA DURGA MA!
A New Moon Inspiration
Ones most brilliant, profound,
and inspired accomplishments
do not come from hard work;
they come from REALLY hard play.
-S. Watson
A Leopard Lay
by Linda A Copp
by Linda A Copp
A Leopard lay amidst the trees,
hiding in its greeny leaves,
Lazing in the noon day sun,
with no desire, none to run.
Listening to the rustling breeze,
he cautions it to, "Hush, don't breathe.
Give no signal, that I lie
Upon this perch, up in the sky."
His hooded eyes seem half asleep,
His body quivers, never sleeps.
For as quick as lightening, he'll flash down,
On any prey, yet, make no sound.
So, people prowling on the ground,
Take care to more than look around.
Dangers lurking everywhere,
both on the ground and in the air.
And wildcats, well, they seldom sleep.
Dreams of theirs don't run too deep.
Their nature makes them keen and fierce,
their teeth are sharp, their claws will pierce.
A Leopard lay amidst the trees,
suddenly he hears.
He sees.
Now, he's up and through,
its greeny leaves.
Look up.
He's up.
Oh! LOOK UP!
PLEASE!
found at Sunniebunniezz.com
Full Moon Inspirations
Never doubt that a small group of thoughtfully
committed citizens can change the world.
Indeed, it's the only thing that ever has.
-Margaret Mead
I believe in God, only I
spell it Nature.
-Frank Lloyd Wright
Every day is Earth Day.
Photo from Globeattractions.com
The Opening of Eyes
That day I saw beneath dark clouds
the passing light over the water
and I heard the voice of the world speak out,
I knew then, as I had before
life is no passing memory of what has been
nor the remaining pages in a great book
waiting to be read.
It is the opening of eyes long closed.
It is the vision of far off things
seen for the silence they hold.
It is the heart after years
of secret conversing
speaking out loud in the clear air.
It is the vision of far off things
seen for the silence they hold.
It is the heart after years
of secret conversing
speaking out loud in the clear air.
It is Moses in the desert
fallen to his knees before the lit bush.
It is the man throwing away his shoes
as if to enter heaven
and finding himself astonished,
opened at last,
fallen in love with solid ground.
fallen to his knees before the lit bush.
It is the man throwing away his shoes
as if to enter heaven
and finding himself astonished,
opened at last,
fallen in love with solid ground.
A New Moon Ponder
"Trust those who seek the truth,
but doubt those who say that they have found it."
-Hannah Mckay's Grandma, from Dexter;
an interpretation of the original quote from
From the Self,
to the self
Shine My inner undine
wet Enchanted Song
where placid lakes
Take The Old World
out of order
random Dancing torrential rain
chaos, oceans and freedom
chaos , rivers and streams
liquid purity Stop Fear
inspiration
Leave The Tears and snow
Graceful Dove of the fluid blue
fly waterfall
Fly
-S. Watson
Sankalpa for Full Moon
I surrender all of my yesterdays,
Tomorrows,
And be here nows,
Into The Great Void Of Nothingness.
I will stop trying to control this vehicle
when I can no longer see the road.
I surrender all.
I give up control.
I trust in Divine guidance....
CRASH!!!
Oh, maybe I shouldn't have done that...
Well anyway, do whatever works for you.
Good luck.
-S. Watson
Singapore Botanical Gardens
Awaken
Your inner garden
begins to form
Purpose in tending
Light and possibilities
Plant visions outside
where they can be seen
-S. Watson
Sankalpa for New Moon & Ostara
I wish you a joyful and glorious spring...
Filled with rock hard butts n' guts;
Brilliant, inspired, and independent thoughts;
A bullet proof immune system
and general good health;
And an etheric body/aura
capable of repelling all manner of curses,
negativity, and ill intentions.
May your heart blossom, bless, and enchant
all beings everywhere, including yourself.
So Mote It Be
-S. Watson
Cascade Lake From Sunrise Rock a.k.a.Home
Radiance
When you come to the door
of your new self,
you will know it is time
to let go of the shadow
who walks behind you
with the box of old books
In the place behind the door,
there is no room
for anything
but your shining heart
free of all your fears,
the grievances you carried
for so long
In the place behind the door,
your deepest longing
will greet you on the path
to a high meadow
Sit on the soft grass.
Let the great dome of sky,
widening rays of sun
and all the faces of heaven
show what you have become
-Lorraine Gane
New Moon Plea for the Planet
My energy is neutral and soft,
like the air used to be...
BEFORE 'Operation Genocide by Bug Spray' began.
My entire being, balanced and peaceful,
like the air used to be....
Don't you remember?
Are you even awake?
origin of photo unknown to me
Time Is...
Time is...
Too slow for those who wait,
Too swift for those who fear,
Too long for those who grieve,
Too short for those who rejoice,
But for those who love,
Time is eternity.
-Henry Jackson van Dyke
Time is...
a great teacher,
but unfortunately it
kills all it's pupils
-Louis Hector Berlioz
Full Moon Sankalpa
Today I'm suspended
In a glowing orb
Of liquid blue-green light
The Ocean Within
The ocean swell rocks me gently back and forth
and drags me, unwillingly, into a surging wave.
I tumble over and over in her churning froth,
Releasing, letting go.
Over time eternal, my jagged edges smooth and soften.
Her sway pulses through me,
a reminder of dark forces stirring deep within.
The haunting song of a distant whale asks
who am I?, how am I connected to you? and to life?
With boundless appreciation,
I am open to discovering you,
embracing you,
loving you.
-poem found at Conscious Ecology
New Moon Sankalpa
I release all my past,
negatives, fears, inner self,
human relationships,
future, and human desires
into the light.
I am a light being.
I radiate the light from my light center
throughout my being.
I radiate the light from my light center
to everything.
I radiate the light from my light center
to everyone.
I am in a vessel of light
and only light can come to me,
and only light can be here.
I give thanks for everything,
for everyone,
and for me.
(I picked this up somewhere and have been repeating it off and on
for over 30 years now. I'm not sure who to credit
for writing it...and it may be slightly altered from its
original version)
At Any Given Time...
Who knows who's thoughts we are thinking
at any given time?
I know I had some dreams last night
that certainly weren't mine
The light you hold to keep you safe
should not be wrought with fear
A handover demon who fell from grace
might follow you and leer
With his acid sly and malicious intent
he wants to steal you feelings
He points his tool and flips a switch
but it's HIS flesh that starts peeling
The light you hold to keep you safe
will keep you safe indeed
No handover demon could darn your warm face
For his thoughts are cold in his weakened place
He could never know the joy or pain
of walking a mile in your shoes
Your shoes have souls and so won't fit
his big fat toes all covered in shit
Stay strong my brothers and sisters too
And I'll share these words of light with you:
-S. Watson
Postulants Invocation of Protection
"Spirit of the Great White Light,
Burn away my psychic night.
Let me feel your loving care,
Give me joy and love to share.
Make of me your willing tool,
Let fulfillment be the rule.
That my growth may be a light,
Saving others from the night."
Repeat chant 9 times
Something to consider
on this Full Moon
on this Full Moon
It is a mistake to regard age
as a downhill grade toward dissolution.
The reverse is true.
As one grows older
one climbs with surprising strides.
-George Sand,
19th century French novelist
Today at Turah
Reincarnation Happens
There was an old woman
Trapped in a young womb
Screaming 'oh my gods no, not again!'
Born withered and serious
Every time
Only to cease breathing
As she reaches her final youth
Well crafted toys
Turn back to lumps of clay
-S. Watson
Highland Winter Twilight
photo from outdoor-photos.com
Sankalpa for New Moon
Today I will allow myself
To become empty
Void of fear, expectations and disappointments,
Unnecessary thoughts and dogmas
Baggage burned to cinders
That I might travel light
The continuing journey
New freedom to become
Infinite possibilities
In the empty
-S. Watson
December 17th-23rd
A Solstice Blessing
Through the dark
Of the longest night
We gather our strength
In one another
We honor all darkness
And let go our fears
And send love
To our sisters and brothers
Birth Death Birth
The great wheel turns
So we too are reborn
In the lessons we learn
We welcome the promise
The blooming of light
Who's roots are well grounded
In the longest night
Blessed be Water
Earth, Fire, Air, and Wood
Blessed be Love
And all that is good
-S. Watson
Full Moon Sankalpa
I open myself up to breathe deeply
Honoring with gratitude, my full potential
Open to give, and open to receive
Unafraid, I now breathe
And surrender to truth
-S. Watson
Do It Anyway
People are often unreasonable, irrational,
and self-centered. Forgive them anyway.
If you are kind, people may accuse you of selfish,
ulterior motives. Be kind anyway.
If you are successful, you will win some unfaithful
friends and some genuine enemies. Succeed anyway.
If you are honest and sincere people may deceive
you. Be honest and sincere anyway.
What you spend years creating, others could
destroy overnight. Create anyway.
If you find serenity and happiness, some may be
jealous. Be happy anyway.
The good you do today, will often be forgotten. Do
good anyway.
Give the best you have, and it will never be
enough. Give your best anyway.
In the final analysis, it is between you and God. It
was never between you and them anyway.
-Mother Teresa
Note: I chose this in spite of its Christian origin because reading it is like taking a trip through the Museum of Tolerance (from South Park); and after all, the holidays are upon us. Good luck everyone; and play nice anyway =)
Sankalpa for New Moon
I awoke feeling like a ghost
Corporeally challenged
Future echos and past shadows
All rolled into one
I've thrown out todays list
And will let this day lead me
To journey without the
Buzz-kill burden of maps
I trust I will learn something,
Be where I need to be when I need to be there,
And stay blissfully unaware
Of the passing of the illusion
That is time
-S. Watson
Best Cat I Never Knew...In Peru
In Divine Grace
Free
Free
In Divine Grace
there is no fear
no envy induced evil
In Divine Grace
there is no hate
no shame or pride
In Divine Grace
there is no war
no tyrannical need for control
In Divine Grace
there is no concept of Me & You
no Us & Them
In Divine Grace
we are one and we are strong
we are kind to our Mother Earth
And in Divine Grace
the ruler of the world
Is Love
May we all live and move
In Divine Grace
And Always...
Free
-S. Watson
Things To Consider
On The Full Moons
On The Full Moons
Have you Had Your Ram Vaccinated Lately?
Because the Last Vampire on the Road, You Hit.
What were you thinking?
Pic of faerie pretending to be the moon.
Look, my planet has two!
A Halloween Poem
Every time I looked at you today
All I could see was the skeleton
Beneath the meat
Your teeth and jaw really creeped me out
As you stood there
Flapping and flapping
As if bones could have thoughts
-S. Watson
A New Moon Thing
The sweat of hard work is not to be displayed.
It is much more graceful to appear favored by the gods.
-Maxine Hong Kingston
Frog Autumn
by Sylvia Plath
by Sylvia Plath
Summer grows old, cold-blooded mother.
The insects are scant, skinny.
In these palustral homes we only
Croak and wither.
Mornings dissipate in somnolence.
The sun brightens tardily
Among the pithless reeds. Flies fail us.
he fen sickens.
Frost drops even the spider. Clearly
The genius of plentitude
Houses himself elsewhere. Our folk thin
Lamentably.
My Hope Sings For Rain
On The Full Moon
On The Full Moon
Hope is a thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune without words
And never stops at all.
-Emily Dickenson
Most Beautiful Rain Photos, found at Golberz.com
Too Far To Be Seen
Get yourself comfortable
My friend said to me
So I counted each grain of rice
From a jar labeled O.C.D.
Then I jumped up and ran
Because I didn't want to be late
To a class full of yogi's
Doing strange twists of fate
Ain't it great?
Get yourself comfortable
She said once again
I don't know how to live
But I know how to bend
I don't think we are one
But you might be my friend
Put a blanket on fears
Get all comfy and sane
But there's no truth in sanity
Sanity's not the same
(as it was when we were growin' up)
Get yourself comfortable
What does that really mean?
Because I'm too high to tell
And too far to be seen
-S. Watson
A New Moon Inspiration
We are not victims;
we are warriors who celebrate
the pants off of life in between battles.
The journey is to make us strong and compassionate.
we are warriors who celebrate
the pants off of life in between battles.
The journey is to make us strong and compassionate.
Freedom, happiness, and good health
will never be taken for granted by us.
will never be taken for granted by us.
-S. Watson
Before a forest filled with silence and mystery,
a lady sits upon a great lion.
She is calm, as is her companion,
and yet both of them have the potential for violence within them,
as do we all.
Her strength comes from serene inner power,
without the need to prove it,
just as the lion instinctively
moves from a place of inner strength.
Strength comes from confidence, serenity, centering
and allowing power to rise from within,
not from posturing or needless aggression.
There is nothing in all the forest to fear,
for fear itself has been subdued...
Sankalpa for Full Moon
I reflect love and passion
And call the same to me now
Come Now Metatron
Angel of Thought
Angel of Thought
Come now Metatron
Great voice of God
Colonize in my heart
Your collective power
Soul cleansing shower
Pull down the rain
Set free the tears
That wash away road ruts
Smoothing out fears
Glistening surface
Clear slate of glass
This I do ask
I go skating in moonlight
Sea blue moonlight
In love to be free
In love to be me
Come now Metatron
So mote it be
-S. Watson
Wake Up Call for New Moon
"The illusion of freedom will continue as long as it's profitable to continue the illusion. At the point where the illusion becomes too expensive to maintain, they will just take down the scenery, they will pull back the curtains, they will move the tables and chairs out of the way and you will see the brick wall at the back of the theater." ~ Frank Zappa
What Is It To Be Free? or
There Goes My Brain Again
Maybe it's the practiced skill
of being able to be truly uneffected
by what other people think you should be doing...
or not doing.
Or could it be the focused discipline
of knowing what to be and do
combined with the uncompromised resources
to be and do whatever that is?
No bumper sticker on your ass that reads:
'I'd rather be in the yoga zone;
or singing; or fishing; or screwing.'
Yours would read:
'I'm content, inspired
and right where I wanna be'
(Imagine seeing that one on the car
in front of you during a grid-locked rush hour)
Beyond the freedom visualizations
in your own personal positive Matrix
Or your grasp on 'the big secret'
Is something more solid in structure
Like......
You tell me
Or have they taken away your will?
Do you still dream?
Can you still process your own thoughts?
No... then who's thoughts are you thinking?
Maybe you don't even exist.
Maybe it's not too late
Allow yourself to be born
What the mind can conceive and believe
It can achieve...go be born! LIve!
Seek out who you truly are
And then be that
Don't let anyone tell you what to do
And always, always, always
QUESTION AUTHORITY!
After all, the wolf captures more sheep
Dressed in shepherds clothing.
-S. Watson
A Full Moon Ponder
If a man insisted always on being serious,
and never allowed himself a bit of fun and relaxation,
he would go mad or become unstable without knowing it.
-Herodotus, 5th-century B.C. Greek historian
Retirement by Anne Bronte
O, let me be alone a while,
No human form is nigh.
And may I sing and muse aloud,
No mortal ear is by.
Away! ye dreams of earthly bliss,
Ye earthly cares begone:
Depart! ye restless wandering thoughts,
And let me be alone!
One hour, my spirit, stretch thy wings,
And quit this joyless sod,
Bask in the sunshine of the sky,
And be alone with God!
Philosophy for New Moon
I have just three things to teach:
Simplicity, patience, compassion.
These three are your greatest treasures.
Simple in actions and in thoughts,
You return to the source of being.
Patient with both friends and enemies,
You accord with the way things are.
Compassionate toward yourself,
You reconcile all beings in the world.
-Lao Tzu
Hope
Keep the party goin'
Contesting results of birth
You can't remember
Sinister monsters
Devour beings of the Earth
As they surrender
Don't stop now, you fool
Gotta keep the party goin'
And render a smile
Down the rabbit hole...
Backwards
-S. Watson
The Full Moon Reflected On Me
You are not your story.....
Each unique collection of energy
Expressed in human or any other form
Has relevance and value.
Your story is just what you do,
Play with it
Screw it up
Have some fun
Win some, lose some
Whatever....
Persona is just a candy bar wrapper
Who you are is far more
Profound, Eternal and Beautiful
-In loving memory of my kindred friend
of long ago and forever,
Ian
Dusty
There is a place that I live
Has anyone lived here before?
Could I even open the door?
....if a friend came knocking
There is a way that I give
I wonder how much I have here
Could I even offer an ear ?
....if a friend began talking
To me
It's mystery
To me
The love I keep
I keep the love
In a closet
Up above
In the back
Dusty
-S. Watson
Sankalpa for New Moon
Surrender, Empty & be Light
(it's more than a morning bathroom meditation)
A Quote from Chief Joseph
All men were made brothers.
The earth is the mother of all people,
and all people should have equal rights upon it.
You might as well expect the rivers to run backward
as that any man who was born free should be contented
when penned up and denied liberty
to go where he pleases.
and all people should have equal rights upon it.
You might as well expect the rivers to run backward
as that any man who was born free should be contented
when penned up and denied liberty
to go where he pleases.
Full Moon Issues
"I try to think but inside my skull is a jumble of broken parts,
thought shards whose ends do not fit each other."
Chitra Banerjee Divakaruni
From "The Mistress of Spices."
-artwork by Eve Eon
To The Moon
By Percy Bysshe Shelley
Art thou pale for weariness
Of climbing heaven and gazing on the earth,
Wandering companionless
Among the stars that have a different birth,
And ever changing, like a Joyless eye
Sankalpa for New Moon
Through storms of great chaos & change...
I adapt
The Vantage Song
I was stuck between
A rock and a wet place
When an echoing truth
Was thrown in my face
Within my love of blossom & fruit
There dwelled a dreadful fear of roots
A deep and dreadful fear of roots
I need to hear the voice of the silence
I need to be the voice of the dead
Music comes with a price
In a land filled with pirates
Stake their claim on your lake
And then nest in your bed
No more voice of the silence
No more songs from the dead
Lightning glistens
On horizons so dark
Heading toward Vantage
No sanity of spark
Despite my love of blossom & fruit
I have a dreadful fear of roots
A deep and dreadful fear of roots
-S. Watson
-S. Watson
Sankalpa for Full Moon
I AM
All I've ever been
And all I will ever be
In this moment
I AM
And all that I AM
Requires approval
from no being
Fill your bowl to the brim; and it will spill.
Keep sharpening your knife; and it will blunt.
Chase after money and security and your heart will never unclench.
Care about people's approval and you will be their prisoner.
Do your work, then step back
The only path to serenity.
-Lao Tzy, circa 500 BC
New Moon & Earth Day Blessing
Naked toes caress new wet grass
And the Earth does revitalize
The Soul through the sole
May this connection to her
Be sensed and honored
Always
Fragments
What in the world is your head doing there
All rolled up in that bail of hay?
While the rest of you body
Goes dancing around
On the rose colored side of the bay
Damage done to the ego
Disgraces your face
Puckers of sour lemon discontent
Moonlit dreams & lovers
On the edge of your mood
Penetrate in exhausting relent
Less the cost of the movie
If you stay till the end
And are not satisfied
With the show
Maybe it was a rip off
Or a really bad joke
You should cash in the refund
And go
-S. Watson
Dark Before Dawn
My Thoughts on this Full Moon
-Yin
The subtle differences between living and surviving
have not so much to do with what you do,
but how you do it, and who you do it with.
When pushed by the devil to exist in survival mode,
When your most valuable skills and talents
become completely invisible,
When the flames of hell begin to lick at your tender toes;
It's time to pack your bags, ditch your resentment,
and go where you're needed.
Be free, be seen, be heard (not herd)
Ode' to Mother Orcas
-Yang
I had a dream that I lived on an island where people ran around catching faeries all the time. It was the most magical place I'd ever been. I communed with Undines at waterfalls and followed enchanted paths through lush green forests that went on as long and far as you wanted them to.
Starfish displayed themselves in patterns of random beauty just outside my back door, where the sounds of the waves lapping against the shore were only slightly overshadowed by the singing of the waterfall that ran past the side of a building named 'CHI', where I dwelled, a very grateful inhabitant.
I connected with some wonderful friends, with whom I shared many happy times. We laughed, sang, sipped wine,and even talked to Bob sometimes.
I awoke filled with gratitude for the beauty, spirit, and deeper connection to my own true nature from spending time in this magical dream land that I NEVER wanted to leave.
I would like to propose a hearty toast to Mother Orcas, may she live forever in all her enchanted glory; and may our paths cross again and again. With all my love and all my heart, to you, my kindred friend.
Cin Cin
-S. Watson
Machu Picchu
From Peru to You
2012:
Whirl around me winds of skorn,
through my pain a stronger heart is born.
The thunder roars, and the lightning screams,
try in vain to crush my dreams.
Laughing at clouds of black lace,
a single raindrop on my face.
Brew, oh storm, for I fear you not,
remembering my lessons taught.
I stand my ground, you've not a chance,
for in this rain, I will dance.
(author unknown. I found it online at Webook.com ,
and thought it an inspiration. Anyone know who wrote it?)
Life is not about waiting for the storms to pass,
it's about learning to dance in the rain.
-author unknown
For the New Moon
'Man did not weave the web of life;
he is merely a strand in it.
Whatever he does to the web,
he does to himself.'
taken from This Earth is Precious, Chief Seattle
This poem was written by Tani Brewer, using a line from
the poem, Dolor by Theodore Roethke
i have known the inexorable sadness of pencils.
bright rigid body does bend
but knows too well it can be broken
by frustration's impotent rage
or sharpened and prepared
and sharpened and repaired
until nothing is left
it doesn't take much to imagine
sitting there in a paralysis of being;
feeling the rich cold smoothness within,
lead the mind center
words thoughts trapped in stone
ideas petrified within a slender silver
no leaves dancing to wind song
no exhilaration of running sap
no roots sucking earth's juices
isolated even from one's own kind;
encapsulated in gaudy, never-changing
sameness of labels
waiting dumb blind stiff
senselessly
to feel the still dormant thrust
of an enlivening hand
A line of comfort during the madness of a Full Moon:
"Kill all my demons,
and my angels might die too"
-Tennessee Williams
A panther came to me
Black and cold
Eyes that pierce through
Truth they exchange
Excuses for inflicting pain
So the innocent suffer
But the panther sees all
Shine through darkness
Eyes that guide you
Where destiny beckons
On the horizon
Alexandrite complexity
-S. Watson
New Moon Gratitude
Bob is great
Bob is good
Let us thank him
For our mood
A Tree Once Told Me:
Light separates
And tears apart
In rainbows
That which darkness
Then gathers to unify
In rain
Over and over until
The inevitable vanishing of self
Occurs
-S. Watson
Sankalpa for Full Moon
I access freedom and prosperity
Through embracing the divine
Will of the universe
To Hope
by John Keats
WHEN by my solitary hearth I sit,
When no fair dreams before my - mind’s eye - flit,
And the bare heath of life presents no bloom;
Sweet Hope, ethereal balm upon me shed,
And wave thy silver pinions o’er my head.
Whene’er I wander, at the fall of night,
Where woven boughs shut out the moon’s bright ray,
Should sad Despondency my musings fright,
And frown, to drive fair Cheerfulness away,
Peep with the moon-beams through the leafy roof,
And keep that fiend Despondence far aloof.
Should Disappointment, parent of Despair,
Strive for her son to seize my careless heart;
When, like a cloud, he sits upon the air,
Preparing on his spell-bound prey to dart:
Chase him away, sweet Hope, with visage bright,
And fright him as the morning frightens night!
Whene’er the fate of those I hold most dear
Tells to my fearful breast a tale of sorrow,
O bright-eyed Hope, my morbid fancy cheer;
Let me awhile thy sweetest comforts borrow:
Thy heaven-born radiance around me shed,
And wave thy silver pinions o’er my head!
Should e’er unhappy love my bosom pain,
From cruel parents, or relentless fair;
O let me think it is not quite in vain
To sigh out sonnets to the midnight air!
Sweet Hope, ethereal balm upon me shed,
And wave thy silver pinions o’er my head!
In the long vista of the years to roll,
Let me not see our country’s honour fade:
O let me see our land retain her soul,
Her pride, her freedom; and not freedom’s shade.
From thy bright eyes unusual brightness shed -
Beneath thy pinions canopy my head!
Let me not see the patriot’s high bequest,
Great Liberty! how great in plain attire!
With the base purple of a court oppress’d,
Bowing her head, and ready to expire:
But let me see thee stoop from heaven on wings
That fill the skies with silver glitterings!
And as, in sparkling majesty, a star
Gilds the bright summit of some gloomy cloud;
Brightening the half veil’d face of heaven afar:
So, when dark thoughts my boding spirit shroud,
Sweet Hope, celestial influence round me shed,
Waving thy silver pinions o’er my head.
February, 1815.
2011:
To the kind and gentle ones
Blessed Be
Blessed Be
The only valuable things one can collect in this life
Are experiences
So fill your lifetime bouquet with beauty
Fragrant with gratitude
Love & hate; loyalty & betrayal;
wealth & poverty; admiration & envy
May all your experiences
Become joyful and free memories
In this ecstatic & miserable corporeal existence
Sally forth, my friends
Focus your vision and see how the years
Can bring great serenity and affluence
To the kind and gentle ones
-S. Watson
Cherlin
I see you always
Dancing on Rain
Dancing on Rain
Living the good life
Sidestepping pain
May Family, Love,
And our friendship abide
For past
For future
For now
Gesondheid!
-S. Watson
Sexy, strong, focused, brilliant, centered,
clear, beautiful, kind, gentle, passionate,
clear, beautiful, kind, gentle, passionate,
grateful, god, goddess, diva, gumby,
honorable, worthy, healthy.
Pick one a day, and go be that.
Home
Stoned on fog
The journey droned on in a monologue landscape
Of white cloud and yellow center line
Miles burned forever into one singular moment
Rock your banana
On a blind steering wheel
Where indecision
Rides a beautiful roller coaster
Of random experiences
Can you drive yourself home now?
The answer is, no
You've selfishly stored your heart
Inside a chest you keep hidden away
And you tend not to leave it anywhere
Much like a tear down tent
That vanishes without trace
-S. Watson
I make it my goal to help people.
My intention is to be a healing influence.
I accept this honorable calling to do kind
and caring things for all beings, everywhere....
and send them peace
Ode to Rain
A String of Backward Haiku
Graceful dancing on thirsty
Ground pregnant with life
Wrapped in warm and tranquil sound
Is this necessary sight?
Must you always take?
Entertain her for a change
Inspiration, creation
Renewal of life
Unaware you say, bad day
-S. Watson
The day's gonna be all upside down....
again
A Tired Poem
I grow weary of the snakes
That follow me from garden to garden
Fangs dripping always ready
Suck the life from the heart of the sun
Evil towers in envy
Over all that is beautiful and good
Waking day after day into a world of battle
Good intentions scared and mamed
I beg of thee, oh gentle warrior
Unsheath thy deadly powers
End the war
That the heart of the sun
Again may know freedom
-S. Watson
Sankalpa for Full Moon
Sunyata(shoon-yuh-tah): Empty
(No really, that's it. Just work on that.)
In the Spirit of Samhain
"The boundaries which divide life
from death are at best shadowy and
vague. Who shall say where the one
ends and where the other begins?"
POE
Haiku for New Moon
My tranquility
Soul soothing deep lake water
Magical and clear
The Spirit of the Saints
a poem by Rumi
There is a Water that flows down from Heaven
To cleanse the world of sin by grace Divine.
At last, its whole stock spent, its virtue gone.
Dark with pollution not its own, it speeds
Back to the Fountain of all purities;
Whence, freshly bathed, earthward it sweeps again,
Trailing a robe of glory bright and pure.
To cleanse the world of sin by grace Divine.
At last, its whole stock spent, its virtue gone.
Dark with pollution not its own, it speeds
Back to the Fountain of all purities;
Whence, freshly bathed, earthward it sweeps again,
Trailing a robe of glory bright and pure.
This Water is the Spirit of the Saints,
Which ever sheds, until itself is beggared,
God's balm on the sick soul; and then returns
To Him who made the purest light of Heaven
Which ever sheds, until itself is beggared,
God's balm on the sick soul; and then returns
To Him who made the purest light of Heaven
A Story That Could Be True (last stanza)
by Willism Stafford
They miss the whisper that runs
any day in your mind,
“Who are you really wanderer?”-
and the answer you have to give
no matter how dark and cold
the world around you is:
“Maybe I’m a king.”
“Maybe I’m a queen."
any day in your mind,
“Who are you really wanderer?”-
and the answer you have to give
no matter how dark and cold
the world around you is:
“Maybe I’m a king.”
“Maybe I’m a queen."
Full Moon Haiku
Beauty swells and gives
In every turning season
Blessed by Harvest Moon
An excerpt from Night Ramblings
by Tani Brewer
on the fourth day
she follows you like a hungry animal
and your bones crack like jammed ice
in a heavy winter
her voice skrees and caws like gulls
after a whale hunt
with eyes as merciless and knowing as crows
only you does she watch
merging with chance
those pityless eyes
black and shiny
as destiny
she sings an ancient song of the Moon
casting her nets lighty
over the waves
as she collects the milky bones of her sons and waits
in a silence
which will crawl into your skin
soon enough
she perhaps
has become a dragon. . .
but only your fear has given her teeth
she follows you like a hungry animal
and your bones crack like jammed ice
in a heavy winter
her voice skrees and caws like gulls
after a whale hunt
with eyes as merciless and knowing as crows
only you does she watch
merging with chance
those pityless eyes
black and shiny
as destiny
she sings an ancient song of the Moon
casting her nets lighty
over the waves
as she collects the milky bones of her sons and waits
in a silence
which will crawl into your skin
soon enough
she perhaps
has become a dragon. . .
but only your fear has given her teeth
My heart can deliver me
To more beautiful places
Than my head could ever lead me
A Boat
O beautiful
was the werewolf
in his evil forest.
We took him
to the carnival
and he started
crying
when he saw
the Ferris wheel.
Electric
green and red tears
flowed down
his furry cheeks.
He looked
like a boat
out on the dark
water.
-Richard Brautigan
A poem of good intentions
I shift my gaze to the heavens
Open my hand and look at the things
I must let go of from today
These things are not a part of me
I choose my breath and look up
Then cherishing all that is good,
honorable, and kind in my world
I turn my hand down and let go the devils excrement
Compost is beneath me
I shift my gaze to the heavens
And rejoice!
-S. Watson
I will not suffer just because I'm in pain.
I will instead hear and share the music that graces my soul;
and I will show gratitude for the gift of my existence.
(That being said, pain really does kinda suck.)
(That being said, pain really does kinda suck.)
Glass Habit
I have a glass habit
That’s what it is now
Glass laced with freedom
It’s a careful habit to keep
A little blood spills now and then
To show I’m slightly human
Born an illusion
Friend of the monkey
That kept my pulse going
Bad habits start young
And in time nothings there anymore
But glass habits are always there
Glass laced with freedom
It’s like having a heart
That’s all it is right now
A pulse laced with freedom
Screaming only when the glass breaks
And we touch
-S. Watson
"Whatever you vividly imagine, ardently desire, sincerely believe,
and enthusiastically act upon ... must inevitably come to pass."
~ Paul Meyer
Katwoman
Walking through a thousand post cards
On my way from freckled pond
Twice the bridge before us shook
Before the muted light of dawn
Dancing on the sea that breathes me
Talking to the morning sun
Light believes in every dream
That sings unto the blissful one
The Universe completes my vow
She waves her tail and says
Meow Meow
=^..^=
-S. Watson
Every day I feel better about myself and the whole world around me
Risk
A Poem by Anais Nin
A Poem by Anais Nin
And then the day came,
when the risk to remain tight
in a bud
was more painful
than the risk
it took
to Blossom
Sankalpa for some moon or other
"Do what thou wilt shall be the whole of the law"
-Aleister Crowley
"Do what keepest thou from wilting
shall be the loop hole in the law"
-J.R. Bob Dobbs
shall be the loop hole in the law"
-J.R. Bob Dobbs
Invictus
A Poem by William Ernest Henley
Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the manace of the years
Finds and shall find me unafraid.
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.
Black as the pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the manace of the years
Finds and shall find me unafraid.
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.
I am content in just being
One Day Everything
One day everything stopped
Eyes opened and finally popped
In unisonistic synchronization
Back into my head
This games' been played before
Bouncing bobble-brain dodge and burn
Givers of vision
Missing their target
Tombstone Sally was playing on
What used to feel like death
But now seems insignificant,
A fart in the wind of time
Small and tortured days
Are behind a sun that set long ago
New light shines hot in mastered passion
Blasting shadows where fear used to grow
Strictly controlled
She dances a lavender dream
Chanting
Let your fire burn
Be still
And open your eyes
-S. Watson
I find grace within unity
Delivered in the lyric and movement
Of birds that live on raindrops
Ma, Durga Ma!
Thoughts From The Tiger
I am the tiger Durga rides on
She is the light of self worth
Demons as large as your mothers
Scowling disapproval
Cower in her presence
Upon my back she rides
Fearless and calm along with me
Victory is simply expected
Pride, unnecessary
Durga Ma Durga
She is the fire in my stripes
I am the tiger Durga rides on
Mahisa is locked in her sites
Watch the frightened demon flea
Another dead enemy
Another beautiful day
-S. Watson
Joy is my motivation and my natural state of being.
Joy is my motivation and my natural state of being.
Today and every day, my movements, thoughts, and obligations,
all come from a place of pure joy.
Joy is my motivation and my natural state of being.
Sat Nam
On leaving some Friends at an early Hour
a sonnet by John Keats 1817
GIVE me a golden pen, and let me lean
On heap’d up flowers, in regions clear, and far;
Bring me a tablet whiter than a star,
Or hand of hymning angel, when ’tis seen
The silver strings of heavenly harp atween:
And let there glide by many a pearly car,
Pink robes, and wavy hair, and diamond jar,
And half discovered wings, and glances keen.
The while let music wander round my ears,
And as it reaches each delicious ending,
Let me write down a line of glorious tone,
And full of many wonders of the spheres:
For what a height my spirit is contending!
’Tis not content so soon to be alone.
I am present and free in this moment.
I am no longer waiting for anything.
No waiting in line; waiting for work; waiting to leave work;
waiting in traffic; waiting for dinner.
waiting in traffic; waiting for dinner.
I AM in line; I AM working; I AM in traffic; I AM resting;I AM dining;
I AM empowered.
Doesn't that feel better than waiting?
I AM empowered.
Doesn't that feel better than waiting?
In short, being here now is better than getting there later.
I am present and free in this moment.
-S. Watson
Moon Smiles
I have a friend
I have a soul
I used to live here
But there was no Earth
It fell through sunshine
And turned into time
Or out of time
Or maybe both
I have a fire
I have a mind
I used to grow here
But there were no trees
Outside of flowers
The air does breath
And the moon smiles
On the hearts of her children
Earth and Rainbows
Dropping songs into the breeze
Listen..
-S. Watson
I access music through silence,
and fill up on the empty.
Joy
Within the wild, random fears
that precede joy
I was reminded to breath
That saved my life
The chiming voices of kindness
brought beauty and peace
into a whirling tornado
that held me prisoner in Kali's comfort zone
Until the storm died down
If ever I lose my faith in humanity
or start to feel that the collective human spirit
has become void of all love and kindness,
I will simply call upon the incredible, comforting,
and often magical connections
and experiences from these past few weeks
My faith will be restored; my spirit lifted
From Shawnaland to all beings everywhere
...Joy
-S. Watson
A fool sees not the same tree that a wise man sees.
-William Blake
The Tiger
by William Blake
Tiger, tiger, burning bright
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?
In what distant deeps or skies
Burnt the fire of thine eyes?
On what wings dare he aspire?
What the hand dare seize the fire?
And what shoulder and what are
Could twist the sinews of thy heart?
And, when thy heart began to beat,
What dread hand and what dread feet?
What the hammer? What the chain?
In what furnace was thy brain?
What the anvil? What dread grasp
Dare its deadly terrors clasp?
What the stars threw down their spears,
And watered heaven with their tears,
Did He who made the lamb make thee?
Tiger, tiger, burning bright
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?
Meditation for New Moon
Sit in comfortable seated position with perfect straight spine; cross your hands over your chest, left on right with thumbs touching, fingers together and pointing in a 'V' to your shoulders. Now take long deep breaths of six second inhale and six second exhales. On the inhale imagine breathing in a soft golden/pink light that goes down your spine and fills you up to the top of your head and radiates out from your core. Imagine the light burning away all thoughts of negativity you have toward yourself or any troubling situations. On the exhale imagine all negativity leaving your body, mind, and spirit; pressing it into the ground to be neutralized as you pull the belly in and squeeze the breath from your body.
So, Inhale: breath in light. Exhale: eliminate negative thoughts and feelings. Do this for at least six breaths. You should feel a sense of peace, openness, and a kind of lightness that comes when you get to 'take the weight of the world' off your shoulders. Now go out there and have a better day. I know I will.
Whiskers
I can feel them
They speak to me
with old lady voices
"We are many,
We will live"
Tortured by logs
Sprouting from ancient forests
Defeated tweezers
Bow in humiliation
Defeat!
If I gave them names
Would they become my friends?
The answer is NO!
-S. Watson
I will envision my breath
within the context of rainbows
and take comfort in breathing
Rainbow Rafting
Scattered focus settles on color
riding on pain
Smoke ribbons and light are stretching
create your desire
Shiver in realities that giggle and roar
some small-some large
Some on fire
-S. Watson
Chinese Proverb for New Moon
If I keep a green bough in my heart,
the singing bird will come.
-To honor the passing, Year of the Tiger;
and the coming, Year of the Rabbit.
and the coming, Year of the Rabbit.
Drinking Alone by Moonlight,
a poem by Rihaku
A cup of wine, under the flowering trees;
I drink alone, for no friend is near.
Raising my cup I beckon the bright moon,
For he, with my shadow, will make three men.
The moon, alas, is no drinker of wine;
Listless, my shadow creeps about at my side.
Yet with the moon as friend and the shadow as slave
I must make merry before the Spring is spent.
To the songs I sing the moon flickers her beams;
In the dance I weave my shadow tangles and breaks.
While we were sober, three shared the fun;
Now we are drunk, each goes his way.
May we long share our odd, inanimate feast,
And meet at last on the Cloudy River of the sky.
-Rihaku was a famous poet in China, and is also known in English as Li Po
Today I will see beauty and kindness
in even the meanest and ugliest of my fellow human beings.
Evolving
Even the shattered pieces of a broken heart
In the right artists hands
Can be born into a mosaic masterpiece
More beautiful and strong than the original vessel
Could have ever imagined itself becoming
-S. Watson
2010 Stuff:
Sankalpa
we are trees
we are sticks
we have tails
that tuck and tip
our feet float
as we flow
moving in harmony
with the powerful and gentle
breath of universal peace
love prepares us for duty
happy strong in beauty
we give with joy
the divine in me smiling back at
the divine in you
we are balance
chakras spinning
and in this moment
grateful
for we have tails!
-S. Watson
Cat On Mat
I see truth; I do not judge; I act according to the divine will of the universe.
I had this dream and my family and friends and a cat and I were staying at this place where there is a kind of ride that everyone likes to go on. In my dream it was ok and people did it all day long and no one got hurt or anything; but it LOOKED like people in a four man raft going over Snoqualami Falls. Part of the "protective gear" used in this little adventure was the wearing of basket balls on the feet; blue basket balls, not the orange ones. So I was in this nice creamy white colored clean hotel room with my cat and another person who was not part of the family/friend thing, but rather a kind of 'wise old lady' person. She neither encouraged nor discouraged me, but was non the less comforting to have there. As I was readying myself to leave...running late and having trouble getting my thin summer clothes on my newly showered and damp body, I thought to myself, 'I don't WANT to go over Snoqualami Falls in a four man raft with blue basketballs on my feet'. I headed out the door, late, and long after everyone else had gone. I looked my kitty in the eye before I left and she had a very concerned and alert look on her worried little tortie face. I bid her and the wise old lady goodbye and headed out the door and down the hall to the 'launch pad' for the ride; running with blue basketballs on my feet. Alas, I was too late and the family had already left and were on the ride. Darn!
Just before I woke up I thought to myself ' oh, I'm in so much trouble with them now', but I don't think I cared too much. I knew I had made the right choice.
Sooo.....how does that make you feel?
Snoqualami Falls
I am healthy, strong, beautiful, and focused
I radiate kindness and love everywhere I go
I give and receive love freely, without fear or expectations
Love moves my breath and my spirit into beauty and peace
I listen deeply into the silence, and place unshakable trust in Divine guidance
My heart is an open flowing river,
giving and receiving pure affluence wrapped up
in glowing packages of universal love.
As I was formulating the above sankalpa, my mind drifted into the River Of Life Meditation, by Van Ault. Anyway, I floated on my pretty cloud of pink stuff, over to the big rock in the middle of my river and sat facing in the direction the river was flowing. bobbing along on the current and even floating through the air were all these colorful, beautifully wrapped packages. Packages with things like expensive wines, exotic tropical fruits, Manhattan view condos, Jane, cat toys, cats, friends, lovers, family, good health, yoga mats and chanting, Johnny Depp, warm rainy days in the Pugetopolis, all of Peru in general, and just every thing that is beautiful and good about life. I became curious and turned around only to behold, flowing infanitaly toward me, more and more of the same colorful packages. I lay back down and became the river. Then all these gifts flowed generously through me, and moved on to bless other beings along the way. I felt myself becoming, intuitive, aware, at peace...free.
The Full Moon
light coils around my spine
spiraling top to bottom
and expanding in all directions
I am in a glowing vessel of light...
now only light can come to me,
and only light can be here.....
ananda cid-akasha=blissful inner space
-S. Watson
Lar Xydefub
I wish upon Lar Xydefub for
a graceful and dignified independence.
Moving like an opulent fluid butterfly;
Breathing and walking in the moment
with divine inspiration.
Then channeling that inspiration
through music, movement, mind, and spirit.
Maintaining the solid, honorable, and loving intent
of nurturing the world around me,
as well as the world within me
note: Lar Xydefub is a leprechaun I found underneath Jenee's refrigerator.
He's my friend ;^)
-S. Watson
He's my friend ;^)
-S. Watson
The next time the cat woman sees a ghost, I will not hide in the closet; I will comfort her instead. I am not afraid of ghosts, toasts, or solid beings. We move through each others worlds with Divine grace and kindness. Now, say it with me: "I extend divine grace and kindness to all beings everywhere (pause) and send them peace... I extend divine grace and kindness to all beings everywhere (pause) and send them peace... I extend divine grace and kindness to all beings everywhere (pause) and send them peace." namaste
Bija Interrupted....a poem, sort of Lam, Lam, Lam, Lam, Lam, Lam, Lam, Lam, Lam, COOKIES, Lam, Lam, Lam, Lam, Lam, Lam, Lam, Lam, Lam, BOB, Lam, Lam, Lam, Lam, Lam, Lam, Lam, Lam, Lam, Lam, BOB COOKIES, Lam, Lam, Lam, Lam, Lam, Lam, Lam, Lam, Lam, Lam, YUM, Lam, Lam, Lam
note: bija means seed. a bija is a one syllable mantra.
-S. Watson
My voice is strong and resonates in both internal and external spaces.
I accept my personal power with dignity and grace and am grateful
for the gifts I have to offer.
I accept my personal power with dignity and grace and am grateful
for the gifts I have to offer.
Trikonasana in Evening Park
As leaves fall to the ground
let spirit rise to breathe in Autumn's magic
One hand holds down the earth
while the other reaches for the moon
Pulling down energy from the heavens
while taking comfort in the grounding and
loving pulse of Mother Earth
I become a connection between the two
Still and silent to be watched
You think you can see me
but your mind and you eyes
have misinformed you
-S. Watson
I am protected by the Divine and abundant goodness of the universe
I am wrapped up in a warm comforting eiderdown of light,
radiating throughout my auric field seven feet in all directions
Love is my protection and I rest gently and peacefully in her powerful arms
I am wrapped up in a warm comforting eiderdown of light,
radiating throughout my auric field seven feet in all directions
Love is my protection and I rest gently and peacefully in her powerful arms
Who Says Words With My Mouth?
All day I think about it, then at night I say it.
Where did I come from, and what am I supposed to be doing?
I have no idea.
My soul is from elsewhere, I'm sure of that,
and I intend to end up there.
This drunkenness began in some other tavern.
When I get back around to that place,
I'll be completely sober. Meanwhile,
I'm like a bird from another continent, sitting in this aviary.
The day is coming when I fly off,
but who is it now in my ear who hears my voice?
Who says words with my mouth?
Who looks out with my eyes? What is the soul?
I cannot stop asking.
If I could taste one sip of an answer,
I could break out of this prison for drunks.
I didn't come here of my own accord, and I can't leave that way.
Whoever brought me here will have to take me home.
-A Poem by Rumi
There is always a way within present time reality to express the truth inside of you, and in that expression of truth lies the freedom to honor and please that which is Divine.
Singing & Resting
Soaring into the pure love of honest sound
It feels uncomfortable to stop
Like maybe it didn’t really happen
And even if it just happened
Maybe I can’t do it again
And if not
Does that make me a liar?
-S. Watson
Petty disturbances and irritations
Now fall from my awareness
My gaze rises to the heavens
Limbs reach out to embrace the stars
Deceased leaves circle around me
Only to be carried away on the breath of the wind
-S. Watson
A Poem for Samhain
In this time of grateful abundance
When the gap between the two worlds becomes very small
The voices of the dead and the voices of the living
Share in a moment of harmonious song
In this time of cinnamon and cider
The evening chill snaps
Like so many twigs underfoot
In this brisk land of Nightshade and Pine
No one ever echos with the resonance
Of the ones we can no longer embrace
But in this time of honoring all beings everywhere
Maybe the echos can embrace us
Maybe the echos can embrace us
-S. Watson
Life within the human form is a fleeting and beautiful gift that
fills me with joy and gratitude.
I am not here to judge or to be judged.
I live, I learn, I become
fills me with joy and gratitude.
I am not here to judge or to be judged.
I live, I learn, I become
A Dream
I was at this big party, and You were there, and Jane was there, and Johnny Depp, of course was there. And we were in this penthouse apartment that overlooked a beautiful lit up city at night. I can't remember why this one guy kept bumping into me and saying, "Oh, excuse me, I thought you were a tree", but it happened like seven times. Jane was a time traveler from a more enlightened race from a whole nother planet. She was dressed like a gypsy queen and telling people's fortunes, and she had this magic glowing crystal ball. There was a guy playing a harpsichord in the living room. It was eerie, and brilliant. I was really enjoying the music, and the dancing, and the Hindu Kush....and, and, and, and then Mom showed up and made everyone go home! Why does that always happen?
Then Mom and I sat down at the breakfast nook (I guess it was MY apartment, nice) and had rhubarb pie with french press coffee and talked about red wing bats as we watched the sun rise over the city. End dream.
I breathe deeply; I speak with kind and gentle words; I am still and at peace in the moment.
Be With Those Who Help Your Being
a poem by Rumi
Be with those who help your being.
Don't sit with indifferent people, whose breath
comes cold out of their mouths.
Not these visible forms, your work is deeper.
A chunk of dirt thrown in the air breaks to pieces.
If you don't try to fly,
and so break yourself apart,
you will be broken open by death,
when it's too late for all you could become.
Leaves get yellow. The tree puts out fresh roots
and makes them green.
Why are you so content with a love that turns you y
My courage is stronger than my fear.
Repeat until you believe.
"I don’t care how badly you’ve been beaten down. It is never too late to regain your courage. Never!" -Steve Pavlin
Fears Make Great Pets
Another Dream
There was this big spider that was a very important fixture throughout the dream. He was as big as a bowling ball, and red. He lived in this giant web that just seemed to show up everywhere my friends and I went. At one point this evil guy I used to date freaked out and started spraying him with bug spray. I screamed out, 'No! No! We don't want to hurt it!'. The spider went running off, but somehow I knew he would be ok. He ran away like a cat, and I was upset that he had been hurt. It was as if the big scary spider were my beloved pet. Dream interrupted by consciousness. Fine'.
Diagnosis: Counterphobic. I concur.
I see myself clearly; Naked
Hundreds of meaningless costumes and disguises
Burned away by the blazing light of truth
Truth is my identity.
I shall humbly live my life to please that which is Divine
and honor the truth within me
Hundreds of meaningless costumes and disguises
Burned away by the blazing light of truth
Truth is my identity.
I shall humbly live my life to please that which is Divine
and honor the truth within me
Angels or Demons?
They sandpapered my soul
Hamburger
Bleeding into tomorrows cup
Insanity lurks in the background
While large, mutant women
Hissss through twisted mirrors
And alien ancestors spy on me
Through the cracks
Angels or Demons?
-who saw Satan lean?
-an Altoswan saw he
-S. Watson
My practice maintains and preserves the integrity of my physical, mental, and spiritual structure.
My actions are mindful and deliberate.
I am healthy and strong.
Saturnalia
Ancient festival
Give candles and garden gnomes
Fuzzy on my glance
Serve a tasty feast
No one became me like you
A celebration
With such mighty force
Through smiling wine libation
Naked carolers
The singing was sweet
So eat drink and be merry
Human biscuits too?!!
Roman pagans dance
Come into the beautiful
Intoxication
-S. Watson
Bubble Up with Cookies & Wine
I await clarity before choosing my course of action
I am focused, centered, and clear
The pure light within guiding me on
To Reconnect With Your Muse:
Be aware of your capacity to create, and honor it.
Be aware of the creation-gestation, and honor it.
Be aware of the birth, and honor it.
Be aware of the love, sweat, and passion involved in cultivation, and honor it.
Be aware of the fruition, and honor it.
Be aware of the death, and honor that too.
Now be aware of the life force sewing together
these remarkable tapestries of consciousness,
again and again, over and over.
Honor the eternal creative breath.
-S. Watson
-S. Watson
Need a New Years Resolution?
Try one of these:
1) I resolve to open up a driving school in Montana. There should at least be one.
2) I resolve to win the lottery on the third wednesday of March.
3) I resolve to purchase a penguin.
4) I resolve to stop mistaking sweet potatoes for yams.
5) I resolve to take my eight to twelve week fantasy world wine tour.
6) I resolve to take time out for a weekly massage and mind buffing.
7) I resolve to be a good friend.
8) I resolve to stop talking to myself all the time.
9) I resolve to scoop the cat box and/or de-poo the yard every day no matter what.
10) I resolve to keep (your name here)ville a free, kind, and inspired empire.
Unless otherwise credited, all photos and poems
are by Shawna L. Watson
a.k.a the Wine Witch
