the birthing of 'Mahalia' - let's way and see!
xx
Wednesday, October 20, 2010
Been a bit absent lately!
Views from the verandah!
Have been noticeably absent from my blogs of late! Moving process has taken over! Creating a new space of sacred healing, getting to know the new energy around me.
Abundant Mother Earth cocoons me in her breast, she sighs, I sigh - becoming in tune.
Such a precious gift, to be so close to this bounty - all around me her majesty shines brightly.
Thank you for this gift - much will manifest from it!
So hopefully back - albietly in a new form - my regular articles!
much love to you
marilynxxx
Sunday, September 19, 2010
Monday, August 2, 2010
Thursday, July 15, 2010
Gypsy Girl
Gypsy girl
comes with a gift
to sense and feel
what lies beneath
generations of instincts
lie under the surface
freedom to move
uncover the secrets
cannot be contained
will suffocate and die
need room to dance
listen to the messages
space needs to be clear
of those who impose
so many beliefs
their weight is heavy
you need the space
of life around
you hear, you see
you dance to the rhythm
Gypsy girl
now is a woman
where is your wagon
your freedom's inside you
you need to dance
to feel the air
breeze thru your skin
commune with nature
time to make music
awaken the spirits
much ancestral wisdom
still lies dormant
but it's there
i can feel it
the remnants of captivity
spirits of the land
so much healing is possible
we can remember our dreaming
time to awaken
new beginnings
right relations
we stand at the end
of many different cycles
the end and the beginning
time for celebration
comes with a gift
to sense and feel
what lies beneath
generations of instincts
lie under the surface
freedom to move
uncover the secrets
cannot be contained
will suffocate and die
need room to dance
listen to the messages
space needs to be clear
of those who impose
so many beliefs
their weight is heavy
you need the space
of life around
you hear, you see
you dance to the rhythm
Gypsy girl
now is a woman
where is your wagon
your freedom's inside you
you need to dance
to feel the air
breeze thru your skin
commune with nature
time to make music
awaken the spirits
much ancestral wisdom
still lies dormant
but it's there
i can feel it
the remnants of captivity
spirits of the land
so much healing is possible
we can remember our dreaming
time to awaken
new beginnings
right relations
we stand at the end
of many different cycles
the end and the beginning
time for celebration
Prem Rawat Maharaji - Music Slide Show
For the heart
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XYB5aZer3NQ
marilyn
xxx
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XYB5aZer3NQ
marilyn
xxx
Wednesday, June 30, 2010
Thursday, June 17, 2010
The Day has Arrived
The day has arrived
how glorious it looks
so gentle
fresh and new
a light so perfect
for the eyes
closed in need of rejuvenatory sleep
so much perfection
surrounds us
the orchestra of birds
has begun
nothing imposes it's energy
they all caress and support
we can learn much
from nature
so humble her approach
she gets on
with her purpose
nothing appears to distract
again
so much to learn
in our rambunctious
human ways
trying to control
the outcome of all
rule with power
over the Earth
what we crave
we're ignorant
we want to feel complete
but no amount
of accumulated 'stuff'
will ever sooth the soul
the Earth
the most precious gift
given for us
to exist
whilst we realize
why we are here
to know true love
in our hearts
so yes the clock is ticking
like sand - it sifts away
the gift of life
for such a short time
what will I do
with mine
marilynxxx
The Silence of the Morning
The silence of the morning
has always chased my soul
as long as I remember
I've sought the stillness that vibrates
It touched me in ways
I know - I never understood
it's caresses felt like God himself
cradling me in his arms
So much beauty exists here
silent - no - a choir
of voices not familiar
celestial sounds abound
My ears crave this silence
my heart yearns in size
this 'music' seems to come from me
what have we truly been gifted
Like the story of the Musk deer
forever he keeps searching
intoxicating aroma's follow
not knowing the source
of their beauty
Giving thanks to the morning
I remember
all of life is serving
the one great source
of all life
their example I can follow
marilynxxx
Friday, June 11, 2010
The Heart of Innovation: WORLD INNOVATION FORUM 2010
Very good - this guy is great - lots of great information
The Heart of Innovation: WORLD INNOVATION FORUM 2010
marilynxx
The Heart of Innovation: WORLD INNOVATION FORUM 2010
marilynxx
Thursday, June 10, 2010
Warm Rays of Sunshine
Warm rays of sunshine
caress the earth
green and fertile
awakening particles
glorious site
glorious site
that first morning sun
showering it's splendour
on country fields
soft and gentle
a tender touch
awakening all life
to another day
soft and gentle
a tender touch
awakening all life
to another day
wintry mornings
cause icicles to form
imprisoning the motes
awaiting the dawn
freed from their hold
of water turned cold
Ah!! so welcome
warm rays of the sun
regal production
this life - so giving
promoting growth, abundance
and beauty
imagining the 'little folk'
bunked down for protection
over the night
of winter's pruning
morning sun's rays
embracing their essence
carrying the energy
of Sun God's wisdom
joy, full, in their heart
they give thanks
for their blessings
understanding
what they've been given
filled to the brim
with life
they work
supporting the balance
on the Earth we live
golden rays of the sun
now spread even further
can feel the energy
of life unfolding
so much majesty
all around us
can I stop for a moment
give thanks
for this bounty
marilynxxx
carrying the energy
of Sun God's wisdom
joy, full, in their heart
they give thanks
for their blessings
understanding
what they've been given
filled to the brim
with life
they work
supporting the balance
on the Earth we live
golden rays of the sun
now spread even further
can feel the energy
of life unfolding
so much majesty
all around us
can I stop for a moment
give thanks
for this bounty
marilynxxx
Wednesday, June 9, 2010
Sweet Sounds of Life Rustling
I just love the morning
the sweet sounds of life rustling
the stillness and quiet
the air fresh with promise
deep shades of pink
herald the sun's arrival
the smell of newness
fresh beginnings
the sole cry of the rooster
declaring his station
the smell of newness
fresh beginnings
the sole cry of the rooster
declaring his station
the melodious sounds
of birds - a plenty
nature's orchestra
alive in its feeling
the air so fresh
it tingles my skin
sensations of life
fill my being
each thing in motion
harbingers of the new
it's time to arise
and remember I'm living
I feel the vibration
of life touch my skin
penetrating deeply
caressing my cells
excitement's in the air
a brand new day
a life to live
much to express
a moment is caught
to remember and praise
the giver of life
who bestows us this gift
do I understand
the magnitude
of what's happening here
I'm alive - I breathe
I have opportunities to respond
such a magnificent miracle
exists here and now
I breathe - I exist
I have the gift of life
Thank You
seems so small
but what else
can I say
marilynxxx
Friday, June 4, 2010
We are on this magnificent earth a show of...| Prem Rawat | Maharaji
Prem Rawat is a man of singular vision and clarity. He is a teacher with a core message: the peace people are looking for is already within. He has dedicated his life to the dissemination of this message and has spoken in person to millions of people in 6 continents.
We are on this magnificent earth a show of...| Prem Rawat | Maharaji
marilynxxx
We are on this magnificent earth a show of...| Prem Rawat | Maharaji
marilynxxx
Tuesday, June 1, 2010
An anchor of Hope
The mid-year point is moving near
2010 - a year we will remember
A lot unfolding - still to come
the ground will shake
we may lose our balance
something so solid required
for each one
an anchor of hope
a base of love
as the landscapes change
before our eyes
onto what do we hold
that won't let us down
such enormous times
but it's said we chose
to be here now
so much learning
it would not be possible
for most
to afford the cost
such exquisite education
knowledge of the ages
so as we move on with our days
take a moment to ponder
if all comes tumbling down
on what will you hold to?
marilynxxx
Wednesday, January 27, 2010
Amid the vibrations of the mountains
Creativity beckons
Life moves on
our time gets shorter
every moment gone
cannot be returned to us
Somethings beckoning
faint but discernible
can i be quiet enough to listen
i think it's important
there's something to do
as these moments go racing
something important
some unfoldment that's necessary
can i be still enough to listen
the voice is not shouting
turn down the volume
of all my distractions
how long will you wait
to be who you are
the gifts we've given you
to shine like a star
don't for a second
believe those who don't know
their talk incoherent
garbled by intoxicants
your own voice is clear
from the depths of your wisdom
why do you turn
to those outside you
life is moving
at a pace unparalleled
the time for your contribution
is now - don't delay it
the beauty, the joy
the magnificent vision
you carry around
within your bosom
tear open that shirt
don't care for the buttons
release the force
of your unique creativity
life is waiting
and others, thou not aware
the curtains have parted
the music is playing
they call your name
time for your entrance
your time has come
to show your brilliance
from amongst the magick of the mountains
much love
marilynxxx
Sunday, January 3, 2010
Another time of moving
mama and zeke
My dear friend 'Bef' - reliable and safe - has transported me around the country in comfort and ease! She sits outside packed to the hilt - on top, inside and bike at the rear.
It's been 18 months since she's looked this way - when she brought me down here to see my boy. Now i'm heading 'back' to my 'friend' and my cat - all my 'stuff' that's been sitting and awaiting my return.
A real sense of sadness leaving this place - like pulling out roots that have found hidden crevices. I didn't think it would feel this hard - i've grown to love my new 'home' like i didn't expect.
I entered my new decade soon after arriving down here - a young modern woman, now in her sixties!
I packed ready to leave, my gorgeous little retreat - bulging, overflowing - dear Bef looked a scene. My head started throbbing - building with time - just before driving off - i realized forget it! What are you thinking? How do you expect to achieve, driving interstate as sick as a dog! A call to my friend - yes, come on over she kindly says - stay here for the night until you're ready to go.
Another friend arrives within minutes of the call - you're not driving anywhere, come and stay with us. Many beautiful friends i've made - like never before - kindness and generosity has been showered on me here - i'll never forget it. So hard to let go.
So it's been a week tomorrow since my departure day was stalled - body had other plans - now why does that surprise me? Those of you who know me, know that's a familiar pattern - me and my body meeting at strange places.
Over that time a new year has arrived - i'm still feeling delicate - what's in store?
I've had heaps of support from my lovely naturopathic friend - nature's medicine has been helping with the healing.
I guess it's been a time of healing - down here in the south - time with my beautiful boy - time with myself.
So 2010 has arrived on our door - feels a lot gentler than the arrival of 2009. But lots still need to happen - as i'm sure most of you are aware - lots and lots of healing still on the agenda.
But everything begins with 'me' - that's the way it goes - nothing can happen outside 'till it happens within.
So as i sit on my last day here for a while - a mix of sadness and still unshed tears. But i need to go 'back' - to see what i've left behind - will it be part of my journey for 2010?
Back within the aura of Mt Lyndsay and Mt Barney - as well as other mountains cradling the area. A special energy there - so will see how it unfolds - i'll never forget my time here - i will return.
lots and lots of love to you
and may Life's blessings envelope you
marilynxxx
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