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Age Quod Agis
27 January 2017
I wanted to share with you a lesson learnt from an anecdote from my life and a prayer as a gift.
We often hear the motto “practice what you preach” and if you look around you, hardly anyone is really willing to do that. You can see this reluctance in every domain from the personal, to the social, to the political to the religious and even to the spiritual.
I don’t think I need to even go into the detail of how we fail this motto on all those levels. Suffice to say that if you look at the world and take a really good look, the examples are so clear they’re almost a slap in the face. You can of course turn the other cheek or believe me when I say that the examples of failing that motto are really numerous.
Taking a step back, I realised that I had always wondered whether one could actually truly live this motto even when faced with dire personal circumstances and the wise ones will always caution you “be careful what you wish for” because you might just get it. Now laden with lessons but never with regret, I stand wiser and know that while in that distorted pattern of mathematics that one tries to term economics the past is not an indicator of future performance, it stands very true on the level of all that is natural, including for humans. The past is an indicator of what went wrong if your present is not quite what you wanted it to be. While not all may be able to see beyond and understand what could possibly go wrong in the now, some whom we may call visionary are given to see without seeing what could go wrong in what we are doing now. Some may wish to speak the truth seen and some may just hold their peace.
Another motto that I really like and that comes to me from my childhood school called “Good Shepherd Convent” in India is “Age Quod Agis” and I think it is a beautiful motto so I thought that I should share it as well with you. I would add that whatever you are doing, do it with Love which would equate to doing it the right way. If Love cannot be a part of what you are doing, then you are not doing the right thing altogether.
I pray that we will always learn from our past be it today or tomorrow and would like to gift you this prayer in the form of an intent to overcome karma, to retrieve soul memory and to heal from not just the past but also from any future afflictions. If you like it and it resonates with you, please feel free to share it and/or to link to it within your blogs or other social media.
Reading of the prayer –
Dragon Heart – The Old Code
Overcoming Karma, soul memory healing prayer – Geetha Balvannanathan
Frontal collision
19 July 2016
Black widow
Mourning lost vigil
Of her death
Rancid breath
Hovering in morning chill
As Time sweeps over
Illusion
Hammering vision
Retina
Stuck in loop
Stroboscopic impression
Frontal collision
We were strands
Twirling through eras
Fear disbands
Reprimands
Scorching lips smothering fate
Melancholy’s slate
Burning pyre
My inner realms dire
Desert space
None to face
No judgement but fall from Grace
Upon green-blue fields
Stigmata
Mind’s repetition
Your kisses
Heal my wounds
That flay my every layer
Between core and skin
Hope runs thin
Time is a slayer
Partition
Melodies
A move away from fences
Disturbed defenses
Reading of the poem:
Late Goodbye – Poets of the Fall
War – Poets of the Fall
Daze – Poets of the Fall
Heal my wounds – Poets of the Fall
Dreaming wide Awake – Poets of the Fall
Rebirth – Poets of the Fall
Joining Sky and Earth
2 April 2016
The choices
They create craters
Caving loss
Felt in soul
Never again to be whole
Beliefs from the fear
I hold dear
Remnants of the skies
They pulsate
Within me
Through the air my heart dilate
Setting my soul free
The choices
They are more than faith
Measured steps
In blood flow
We reap only what we sow
Our hands kindness tools
Earthen rules
They speak of bounty
Made heavy
Weight of gold
The hindrance more than was told
Within dark whispers
Glowing choice
Forgiveness in heart
Love music
Symphony
In letting go of the reigns
A sky-bound rebirth
Heaven’s voice
Mother speaks through me
Energy
Deep healing
Flowing fast through my blue veins
Joining Sky and Earth
Reading of the poem:
Love Tears Heartaches & Devotion – B-Tribe
Matador de sa pena – B-Tribe
Libera me – B-Tribe
Love – B-Tribe
Suspiro – B-Tribe
Wisdom & Courage – B-Tribe
Bells will ring pealing roar in elegy
21 January 2016
The tuning of love few delicate wires
A me and a do and so many cuts
Of heart felt the true not the peacock’s struts
Slight flight of the dove in cage of desires
The push and the shove old caveman admires
A hundred years too compound his sore guts
The warning cuckoo despairs timeless ruts
Of velvet the glove then welded by fires
I walk on the edge of a tight street rope
On right the healing soars with energy
On border of ledge still uphill the slope
Knee sore from kneeling bonded the clergy
Renewing the pledge with balance to cope
Bells will ring pealing roar in elegy
Reading of the poem
Caught out in the rain – Beth Hart
Perhaps perhaps perhaps – Halie Loren
Am I the One – Beth Hart
As Time goes by – Halie Loren
If I tell you I love you – Beth Hart & Joe Bonamassa
A Woman’s Way – Halie Loren
Setting me Free – Beth Hart
Healing prayer
28 December 2015
As the New Year approaches and the old one fades into space somewhere in between atoms, I thought we should welcome the New Year with Healing wishes for the Earth and for all of us so I decided to recite another Dreamtime prayer.
I am publishing it early because I am not sure I will have time to write blogs before the New Year although I suspect I just may find enough time to do that. Let me elaborate a bit more on what I mean by Dreamtime.
For those who are not aware yet, most of my poetry flows and I feel like I am not fully the creator of the images and stanzas that flow on their own somehow (a strange sensation) and I feel very much like what I imagine could have spurred Rumi (one of my favourite poets) to write the poem “Who says words with my mouth” that I have also shared on this blog.
Perhaps all poets have this strange sensation when they write poetry that simply flows out of them and will not be contained. A lot of my poetry flows to me after a night’s sleep or a short nap with some even spurred by daydreaming. I have coined this as Dreamtime art because it is so linked with the sleep mode of my brain or sometimes the extremely relaxed mode (paradoxically extreme emotions can also cause the same flowing reaction but not always on the positive side).
In the same way that most of my poetry is connected to Dreamtime, I often dream about prayers with positive intent. Originally the prayers were mainly in French, English or Arabic but of recent I dream in other languages that I am not normally familiar with. For some reason I am certain they are prayers because I have been able to retrace some of the words to actual meanings on the web though I am not sure the other words are from the same language because the web simply comes up with nothing when I google the other words. Another reason that makes me feel this way is because I also get a wonderful, powerful feeling of a presence that identifies as the mother of all and indicates to me this is a positive intent prayer. Of course the rational mind’s description of this would be completely different I gather but for now we will stay with the irrational mind of the Heart.
Regarding this prayer, what I can say is it is meant to be a healing prayer. If any of you bloggers reading can make sense of the prayer as recited below and translate it, I would be much obliged. Else just enjoy it and allow the words to pervade you and heal you if possible 🙂
Healing prayer read by me
Rumi poem translated and read by Coleman Barks – Who says words with my mouth
I will Heal your Soul
27 December 2015
I see your sorrow
In muted crying of mind
As despair rises
Lay your sword and shield
Let love be only dagger
Piercing gently Heart
Sit by my rivers
Bank on rising tides’ glory
Sing to your shadows
Lay down weary head
Speak to me of your troubles
Let me wash your woes
Embrace the feeling
Emerging from nothingness
Into Love’s glory
I will Heal your Soul
Swell blossoms of moonlit eyes
Crescents of morrows
When sunshine rises
Within dark of your valleys
You will feel the warmth
Sarah Jaffe – Swelling
A way to be
17 December 2015
Look upon your inner light
Letting go more than the fight
Healing angels wing their way
So give in to love and play
And if you trust yourself enough
You’ll find life’s not so tough
On the road to agony
In memories’ key
You’ll found the way to ecstasy
A way to be
The road may seem so tiresome
I know you feel so lonesome
You think this road just glass and shards
You feel the pieces your soul discards
But if you trust yourself enough
You’ll find life’s not so tough
On the road to agony
In memories’ key
You’ll found the way to ecstasy
A way to be
When you think that light has gone
Know you’re not out there alone
Feel the angels walk beside
All throughout the rocky ride
And if you trust yourself enough
You’ll find life’s not so tough
On the road to agony
In memories’ key
You’ll found the way to ecstasy
A way to be
I believe in you and me
We are more than what we see
I believe in our strong heart
May its courage never depart
And if we trust ourselves enough
We’ll find life’s not so tough
On the road to agony
In memories’ key
We’ll find the way to ecstasy
A way to be
And if we trust ourselves enough
We’ll find life’s not so tough
On the road to agony
In memories’ key
We found the way to ecstasy
A way to be
I have not included a YouTube song yet because I am making this poem a song which I will include once I have sung it and in fact it started out like a song in my head before I wrote it as a free verse poem. Bear with me because I am not a singer but would really like to get this melody and the lyrics out there because it made me feel good so I thought it might help others feel good too
This was recorded as a memo on my phone because my usual camcorder was not working. Be kind and constructive with your criticism 😀
Miracles in the palm of my hand
23 November 2015
As seconds’ drifting Time within sand
Seeping through the gaps in the places within my clutch
Shapes shifting through morrows now disband
Invasion now quietened, subdued the old seasoned Dutch
Wars in memories’ echo waged
Intentions thrust upon the space of strife now mental
The boiling point steams creation raged
Recipes for metamorphosis elemental
The sword rests upon dark woodened land
In words the pillar, the power, the firm rock thus such
I lean upon you make no demand
The nearness enhances sweetness you would say as much
Miracles in the palm of my hand
Awaiting the injured for vibrations’ healing touch
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Trobar de Morte – Esperit de Recerca
Trobar de Morte – Excalibur
Trobar de Morte – Aqualuna
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