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Bold As Love

Anger, he smiles,
Towering in shiny metallic purple armour
Queen Jealousy, envy waits behind him
Her fiery green gown sneers at the grassy ground
Blue are the life-giving waters taken for granted,
They quietly understand
Once happy turquoise armies lay opposite ready,
But wonder why the fight is on
But they’re all bold as love, yeah, they’re all bold as love
Yeah, they’re all bold as love
Just ask the axis
My red is so confident that he flashes trophies of war,
And ribbons of euphoria
Orange is young, full of daring,
But very unsteady for the first go round
My yellow in this case is not so mellow
In fact I’m trying to say it’s frightened like me
And all these emotions of mine keep holding me from, eh,
Giving my life to a rainbow like you
But, I’m bold as love, yeah, I’m bold as love
Yeah, yeah
Well I’m bold, bold as love (hear me talking, girl)
I’m bold as love
Just ask the axis (he knows everything)
Written by Jimi Hendrix
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You and Your Works of Art

Whatever is renewing,

whatever connects,

whatever is kind,

whatever is lovely,

whatever can give us eyes,

whatever allows us to taste,

whatever is original,

whatever is gentle,

whatever is healing,

whatever is freeing,

whatever names the nameless,

whatever moves us,

whatever changes us,

whatever unites us,

whatever is present,

whatever is the song of your soul,

whatever is the poem in your pulse,

whoever you are…

do that.

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Naming it.

Once you can name it one of two things will happen:

  1. If it is negative and something that is not serving you, it will loosen its grip on you.
  2. If it is serving you for greater connection and wholeness, you will gain greater momentum towards it.

May the metaphors be with you.

Illusion and Reality.

It’s hard to know the difference between illusion and reality in the moment.

The email, the text, the look, the silence, the noise, and the emotion all become personal narrative based on our kaleidoscope of previous narratives that we have lived, experienced, or told ourselves.

Only when we can accept the moment for what it is will we be able to know the moment for what it is.

And to know a moment is to know its possibility.

This is nothing new, right? “Be still, and know….”.

It’s true.

Our stillness is the great predecessor to our knowing.

Developing this sixth sense for knowing the moment is the muscle memory of those that graciously lead us into both our present moments and our tomorrows that are pregnant with beauty.

We can’t midwife beauty for the world until we learn to penetrate illusion and touch reality.

Once you touch it you can know it.

Once you know it you can show it.

And by showing it you’ll be sharing it.

 

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