Poetry From My Earlier Blogs

Photo by Ariana Supkoff

12/14/11 Mother is a Tiger

Mother tiger is hunting me

Turning my mindfulness in mindlessness

Turning me on to full feeling

Leaving me stranded no where in her abyss

I rejoice, and she slaps me with the ordinary

I resist, and she kicks me with her tongue of infinite grace

“I know not where to stand” I say

And she bites me hard

Blood gushing, she shows me the reality

That this is her own blood

Forming a raging current of devotion

Streaming back into life

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12/13/11 Enbellyment

Deep within the Belly is a profound acceptance of what is
Therefore
Do the Belly dance
Dare to become Enbellied
You will lose all those flashy moves quick
And be pounding away step by step
Like a savage
But it is only there that you can realize
That the birds still sing for you there
The wind still blows for you there
The sun still shines
The rain still pours
Lightening, for a moment, still casts your mind into oblivion
Thunder still rumbles your heart awake
You’ve hit the bottom
You’ve hit the Belly
Now you have no doubt
That it is not for your fancy moves
Or dressy dress
It is for You
Oh one
Who dares to Enbelly

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12/12/11 Trust

It is absolutely absurd

How much we are already, spontaneously trusting in life

Despite all of the horrid conditions and possibilites

Which we don’t need to go into here,

or even get through, or enlighten, or anything of that sort

Being doomed

Why not go all the way?

Who are you to assume trust isn’t here anyway?

Trust is a current

Deep within Being

Live from there.

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11/1/11

There is no where for me to return

Mediation has been  made obsolete

At Her feet

I’m not sure now what to do

The path is now my lover

And we have merged

She is so vibrant

I can’t even see her face

She is so near

I can’t even feel her touch

So she shapeshifts

into the trees

into the sky

into the ocean

into my teath

into my own heart

My god! I have found her

Hiding in the most mundane bush

Sneakily turning no-where

into everywhere