Love is Like A Circle

Our love is like a circle of pure gold,
Which contains the sun, moon and stars as one.
Our journey of love has barely begun,
All its treasures we have yet to behold.
As we see the path of our hearts unfold, 
And gaze into the brightness of the sun,
And see the gifts that true friendship has won,
Joy and happiness will be uncontrolled. 
                                                   
                                                                  MAA 5/25/98

Written for my husband when we were first dating. I attempted a sonnet but it just didn't happen. Maybe someday I will write one like my favorite poet Elizabeth Barrett Browning.

Yoga and Meditation - 9/27/13

I went to a Restorative Yoga workshop Friday night and it was wonderful. 2 hours of pure relaxation. Then I meditated for about 20 minutes when I came home.

Meditation Reflections - 9/26/13

I had two really great meditations Wednesday and Thursday.

Accept Me

Would you accept me
if you knew what was inside?
Would you accept me
with all I try to hide?

Would you accept me
with the anger and the pain?
Would you accept me
with the sadness and disdain?

Would you accept me
with all my little flaws?
Would you accept every 
awful thing you saw?

My need for control
is caging me so tight.
My need for perfection
touches everything in sight.

I long for approval
from everyone I see.
So why can't I accept
everything I see in me?

My love and acceptance
reaches out to every soul.
But loving myself
is my ultimate goal.

I see the vision 
of the person I'm meant to be.
But the journey to peace
needs to begin with me.

                                      MAL 9/26/13

The Maze

In the midnight of our days
The moon peeks through the misty haze,
It's waxed and waned through every phase
As we've traveled through the maze.

Some would say we've reached the end,
That it's time to comprehend,
That we can only append,
That it's too late for us, my friend.

But I say midnight is the peak,
For those who nightly hunt and seek,
To find the truths buried so deep;
Now is not the time to sleep.

For our journey carries on
Until at least the breaking dawn,
And maybe far beyond,
Where we may sing another song.
                                         MAL 9/24/13

Meditation Reflections - Week of 9/16/13

I had some good meditations this past week.

My Peaceful Hand



By Nina from Australia (Friendship) [CC-BY-2.0 (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/2.0)], via Wikimedia Commons

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This is my hand
a token of friendship,
outstretched in kindness,
humbleness and grace.

With it comes my heart,
open and loving,
the portal to my soul,
wishing peace unto all.

I imagine a world
with hands connected
across the globe,
where peace and friendship flow.

I've dreamt this dream
since I was young,
"Let There Be Peace On Earth"
my heartfelt theme.

My dream of peace
may seem unreal,
a fancy whim
of a little girl.

But even age
cannot subdue
the hope to see
this dream unfold.

I join my hand
in yours today;
Please accept it
with intent.

One by one
we change the world;
Hopes and dreams
may be fulfilled.

                                  MAL 9/19/13

My Rock

You are my rock,
yet gentle and kind are your words;
You are my strength,
yet loving and softly you hold me.

You are my Sun,
so brightly you shine in my heart;
You are my Moon,
piercing the dark with your light.

You are the ocean,
softly soothing me to sleep;
You are the breeze,
caressing my hair with your breath.

You are a whisper,
spoken sweetly into my ear;
You are a song,
sung deep from the depths of my heart.

You are my friend,
comforting when I am sad;
You are my love,
connecting to me with a glance.

You are my one,
I searched for so achingly long;
You are my everything,
your love surpasses it all.

                                        MAL 9/19/13 

For my loving and wonderful husband

Moon Dance

I howl at the moon
in my manic state,
Unable to control
my urge to stay up late;
At the witching hour,
I give into my fate.

My spirit soars as high
as the tide that swiftly rises;
I feel it draw me in,
as it excites and energizes;
With the moon as its strong ally,
there can be no compromises.

The endless energy
pulses though my veins;
Intoxicating and alluring,
never seeming to drain;
I enter into a world
where I feel no pain.

So I dance under the moon,
and ride high with the tide;
Feeling every beam and wave,
till they subside;
This is the part of me
I no longer have to hide.

                              MAL 9/17/13

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Listen

Spirits call us from above,
Sending messages of love;
Ancestors long passed away,
Speak to us in their own way.

Sweet angels standing by our side,

Their golden wings open wide,
Protecting us from any harm,
Soothing us with their charm.

 

These helpful guides are waiting for us,

Amid the mayhem and the fuss;
Stop for a moment and listen clear,
For you will find the answer there.

                                                                     MAL 7/6/13