Bee in my halo

There indeed is a bee in my halo, but it is nesting peacefully, so I can get all my work done without all the buzz. I dare not disturb him or ruffle his sharp sticky honey-baked fuzz.

I might have a bee in my halo, but it’s a golden one with little golden hairs & a cute wiley grin. He’s been there for several weeks now, just keeping an eye on my nose & chin.

Bees are good omens anyway, they are wonderous totems symbolic of grandeur, sweetness, beauty & luck. They send out signals to angels & faeries to make sure our lives don’t royally sting or suck.

As long as I only have the one, surely not two or three… or I’d be running straight up a tree. More than that, I’d scare the cat. I’d be compelled to scream & shout, & thrash about, trying to shake the dang darn things out.

One bee is fine. It’s actually quite divine. I don’t mind. It’s like having a pet I don’t have to coerce to the vet, that never begs or bites my legs, I don’t have train or walk in the rain.

Which is quite nice, & handy… especially when I have a hankering for honey spun candy. It’s also kinda sacred & silly, like a Buddha named Billy, or a storybook moon in the middle of June at noon in a cartoon outside of a saloon.

I might have a bee in my halo, but he’s well behaved with manners. He actually has cool ideas, sings me songs sometimes & makes sure I never walk underneath ladders.

Bees can be kind pals, as long as you respect their mini fangs & quiet little bee growls, & never invite their swarmy little friends by for dandelion tea or succulent pie.

Your halo will get awfully tired of gleaming, & tilt right over into a hive of bees teaming. Then we will be short a haloed friend in town, & that would be a holy heck of a sad way for this poem to go down.

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Ode to Doubt: Yerrrrr Out!

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Ode to Doubt

Get out, doubt! Ya big fat hungry cow. Today I am choosing to live in the worry-free zone of the NOW.

You will not come between me & my passion. I have a love affair to nourish, a fortune to fashion. I have a heart to expand, horizons to stretch. My fuel is FAITH, I have higher planes to catch.

Doubt, you are no pal of mine. Belief is my partner in crime. You won’t  be leaving me in a pickle, with your bad attitude, & uncertainty that’s fickle. Your conniving little riddles no longer rock the boat, cause trust is my companion that keeps these water wings afloat.

I will invite you in, only if you win. I invited the fun, cause it already won. I invite flexible freedom, cause it casts no fears. I invite small pleasures, cause they make memorable days into valuable years.

Get out doubt! You’re just a pushy little swine. You only clutter, close, & callous the mind. Take a sabbatical, a retreat, a long overdue vaycay… dash off to where the warm sea-salted breeze can whittle all your whining away.

Doubt, you are young, dumb, foolish & unrefined. You’re undecided, scared & wasting my time. The tiny little space you rented in the house of my head is foreclosed. You no longer take up residence, are no longer opposed.

You may no longer stay, make me pay, ruin my day. Your time has expired… your fired! You’re just so plain uncouth & so rude, that I’ve decided to replace you with  little Miss Gratitude.

I burnt the box you were in, chimney swept you out. It’s time to go, my dear, please don’t scream & shout. Because I can’t hear you, I listen only to LOVE speak. The rat tales you spun are meager, hapless & weak.

Oh dear lovely sunshine… when you paint the skies today with your ray-filled brush of sorts… I will honor only the blessings that Miss glorious Gratitude courts. I will focus on benefits, bounty, beauty & wealth. I will embrace the sounds, the smells, the gifts of good health.

I look, I see, I acknowledge, I feel, I know. I allow, I am acquainted, I am connected, I flow. I am receptive & open, my heart is sparkly & spacious, my soul is on fire, my spirit is vivacious. I sit & bask, sleep or relax, take the scenic route & drive for miles. Doubt, you’re only a raindrop… in a bucket of contagious smiles.

Rowdy Doubty-pants… I’ve unpaved your silly plans. Sunshine & happiness are my newest friends & fans.

Sport that Diamond sparkly crown, give it all you’ve got! Flip that frown upside down, run & jump & hop! Life is good 🙂

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Be gone doubt! Steeeeee-rike!! Yer OUT!!!

…Bitch-ass.

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Ode to an Asshole: A Soliloquy

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Isn’t it a funny thing how the word asshole doesn’t discriminate? Anyone can be one.

Ode to an Asshole: (poem by Me)

Well send me to school without a lunch, there, lean mean Bo bean Bart…. I’m just an innocent bystander not a board for your dart. Holy mosquita, Rita! What’s in this puddin’ that’s so sour? I’m beginning to leak out my positivity, sanity & power. My brain feels like it might-a fell out around the last bend. I almost forgot how engagement with stupidity, is just a means to an end.

Fetch my scuba gear, Cap-in, cause I’m goin’ in deep. No egocentric bobble head is gonna pounce on my camp & steal my beer while I sleep. Terrorize some other unsuspecting target, ya ratchet piece of shit pie fuck, my time is a precious realm of relevant things, not good vibes you can squelch, snarl at & suck.

Keep your succubus blames & trivial oligarchy to yourself, ya jibber jabber in the corner Chris. You’re cramping my style, fudging my flow & patronizing my bountiful bliss. I suggest ya quell your unearthed issues, petty gossip drama & senseless bullshit… sweetheart honey. Or I reckon the hater hazmat team will toss your car & crib like your hidin’ their diamonds & money.

Hey there soul crushin’ Kyle, your tactics are way out of style. Get back in your cave if you forget how to behave. Get back on your square if you don’t know how to care. Stay in your lane, if your bitch ass can only complain. I’m not a bean bag that you think you can toss. Make one more fool hardy move & it’ll be your big bad hairy loss… there boss.

Threaten me again, & I will call my friends, the fuzz. They’ll knock your pie in the sky claims… clean into tomorrow, Cuz. Karma’s a bitch, she’s got a shit list yay thick & you’re on it in several places, son. Cause you’ve taken my kindness for weakness, & I sure ain’t in holy hot hell or high water …… the one.

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Ode to doubt

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Get out, doubt! Ya big fat hungry cow. Today I am choosing to live in the worry-free zone of the NOW.

You will not come between me & my passion. I have a love affair to nourish, a fortune to fashion. I have a heart to expand, horizons to stretch. The fuel in my tank is FAITH, I have a higher plane to catch.

Doubt, you are no pal of mine. My belief is my partner in crime.

I will invite you in, only if you win. I will invite the fun, cause it already won. I invite the freedom, cause it casts no fears. I invite the pleasures, cause they make memorable days into valuable years.

Get out doubt! You’re no friend of mine. You only clutter, close & callous the mind.

Take a sabbatical, a retreat, a vaycay…run off somewhere warm where the salted sea breeze will eat you away.

Doubt, you are young, dumb, foolish & unrefined. You’re undecided, scared & wasting my time.

The tiny little space you rented in the house of my head is forclosed. You no longer take up residence,  are no longer opposed.

You may no longer stay, make me pay, ruin my day.

You are just plain uncouth & rude, So I’ve replaced you with  little Miss Gratitude. I burnt the box you were in, chimney swept you out. It’s time to go, my dear, please don’t scream & shout. Because I can’t hear you, I listen only to LOVE speak. The rat tales you spun are meager, hapless & weak.

Oh dear lovely sunshine…when you paint the skies today with your ray-filled brush of sorts…I will honor only the blessings that only Miss Gratitude courts.

I will focus on benefits, bounty, beauty & wealth. I will embrace the sounds, the smells, the gifts of good health.

I see, I look, I acknowledge, I feel, I know. I allow, I am acquainted, I am connected, I flow.

I sit & bask, sleep or relax, take the scenic route & drive for miles. Doubt, you’re only a raindrop in a bucket of savvy inspiring smiles.

Rowdy Doubty-pants….I’ve unpaved your silly plans. Sunshine & happiness are my newest friends & fans.

Wear that Diamond sparkly crown…Turn that frown upside down!

Be gone doubt! Yer OUT!!!

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Change the Game & ReTrain the Brain: The Art of UnEntertaining Negative Thoughts

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This is a poetic short guide to the Art and Skill of ignoring negative thought patterns that seem to multiply inside the mind without our permission by the thousands, daily. Two literary resources whose material I’m quite fond of, specifically clarify this simple concept in a sweet little practical way. “Don’t Sweat The Small Stuff” by the late Richard Carlson PHD, has a whole chapter dedicated to it. And then, every basic book, audio, and video that Eckhart Tolle ever produced, has this concept outlined in quite considerable theoretic detail. Not to mention, Esther Hicks channels Abraham with this concept at the helm.
It’s wonderful and refreshing, those quiet momentous occasions when I have stumbled upon  pearls of wisdom that inspired me to revisit my personal practices. I was reminded recently of how very important of a learned and practiced skill it is, to UnEntertain negative thoughts. The concept is very relevant to the topic of the affirmative action of positive thinking. Within the realm of changing our thoughts to alter our life experience to ultimately rewrite our destiny, we could certainly use all the help we can get.
This concept personified,  is presumably, the very archer of our dear lives that is walking stoic with a few bent arrows, upon the battlefield of the Babylonian mania that exists inside of our minds. The battlefield upon which our dear little-ingrained granules of negative DNA molecules like little micro demons, so irreverently scatter about incessantly like a broken damn record in some weird haunted film. Almost like a mess of sharp tacks tossed across your walkway. Negative thought patterns seem to stick to our mental walls, like pornographic graffiti that takes a kingsize scrub brush and superior industrial cleaning agent to ever even attempt to get off. Erase, discard, eradicate, defer, debunk, derail, desensitize, deglamorize, dehypnotize, de-energize, undo, unglue.
Boo! Scare it out. Scream and shout. Do not feed complaints or doubt. Never let too much anger or vengeance or fear amount. Be the eager little soldier or scout. UnEntertain its darn downright dirty little secret pout. Let it out, by UnEntertaining its sneaky ruthless route. It’s such an attention seeker. A stalker, a tweeker. A ham for the limelight. A sore impetuous sight. A rambling ruse attempting to distract our muse. A fancy false filament of verbiage we must not use. It only wants us for the sole purpose of abuse. It is our job, to appropriately choose. To ignore their negative nasty smelly worn-out shoes.
Let’s pretend that they don’t even count. Let them pass to the flipside where they have no clout. They’ll disappear, and disintegrate into billions of particles to never again be found out. This, my friend, is the Art of UnEntertaining the poisonous nothings that roam aimlessly about. Nagging & nitpicking our mental hallways, they seem to be there somewhere… just always. Waiting to disrupt, tangle or meddle in business not their own. They hide and lie and waddle and moan. They will try to catch a lift, latch on like a leech or a tick. They’ll begin to suck the blood out of anything they pick. But if we choose to UnEntertain their drama, lure or tricks, we will certainly master the art of dodging bullets, stones, rocks, boulders and sticks. AKA: negative thoughts. Blah zee blah blah blah. Run along now, gruff grumbling antics, take your false hooded sinister semantics.
No more tea and krimpets for you, we no longer Entertain any sorry ass uninvited thought untrue. We only have caviar and an open bar prepared for our guests, the ones whose motives are only to bless. Keep it movin’, keep it steppin’, keep it real. I am wise enough to choose to UnEntertain your useless spiel. Negative thought? What negative thought? Nelly? Who the helly is Negative Nelly?
The Cuban cigar, the Ribeye steak, you will not get the privilege to partake. The feathered throw pillow or the 20-year scotch. Not on my couch, not on my watch. We don’t Entertain frauds, or fools who have no good intentions. We only pay our mind to right thoughts that give us healthy habits, and honorable interventions. Take a hike Meddlesome Mike. Scram, ya big fat ham, Hit the road Juvenile Jack. Store is closed. Lights turned off. Now flock to another flame, you rammy little moth. We learned to ReTrain the Brain, not even a wild horse can take our eagle eye off the game. We know how to judiciously UnEntertain!
Whew! That was a close call & almost a really low blow… Get off my property, ya mangy scavenger crow. Shoo ya big moose. For your service we have no use. Go away, and take your car salesman undermining tactics. Go back to your 1980s weird science lab of poisonous pretend prophylactics. We take vitamins and drink the clean refreshment of right positive mental flow. Take your negative words and whispers and please just go!!!!! We live in the New Age, where we have grown to fastidious heights. One thing that we’ve learned how to do, is to unfly dangerous kites.
Black magic, be gone! Storm your way out into the perilous winds of distress. There’s nothing for you to feed off of here, nothing to make a mess. Poised and protected, the gladiator within rocks a heroic hoist. Standing tall she knew exactly how to make her choice. Amidst the groveling viral voices within, batting her lashes with that rainmaker grin…. her heart embraces only the ribbons of wealth… weaving their way… to perfect mind-body health. Owning authority and accountability for her personal space and domain, negative thoughts, not even a minute longer do we foolishly Entertain!

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Flame

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The FLAME of Art, music, poetry, wordcraft, foodcraft all blending together in a swirl of culture in any city, place, your town, my town, any town USA. Fringing and feathering any community, land, hidden hamlet, main street, store, museum, mall, or game we watch or play. Stirring through the fair, down the strip, stage, restaurant row, festival ground. All aboard the 21st century merry go round. Where all things creatively emerge and are given the chance to shine & surge.

Jumping with fever, with flavor…are the distinct  sentiments we savor. Charming, charismatic, creative and clever, cohesive to timeless or hashtag forever. Firey, flaming, hot… a churning magnificent melting pot. Breaking waves, breaking news, breaking bad, good, or shattering views. Sometimes silly or savvy or an ode to a secret confession. Sometimes a cultural christening, a welcome relief, always a testimony to expression.

It is free from an everyday grind or a life in a bind. Captivating, sparking, seducing, or feeding the recesses of the imaginative mind. All of our innermost desires displayed while all roles and rehearsals are played. Splat on a wall, in a gallery or hall. Tickling airwaves or strewn across a stage… painted on canvas, poised on a plate or posted on a page.

Sailing through sky like an albatross… a wide wingspan of flow infuses the tasty tapestry of a soup or a sauce. Wired into a rockin’ rhythm or righteous rhyme…slipping thru our senses, spiking our time. With that one true heartbeat that will defy gravity and float in mid air without a care. Dark or light, nothing wrong or right. Could be triumphant or sad or tragic but always raw, real & making marvelous magic. Exceeding the status quo….making us grow. The place we all feel some kind of famous some kind of free…the place where the FLAME of Art, music, poetry, wordcraft, foodcraft brims with the evidence of Eternity. Sha—zam!

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Trust the dust!

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Fairy dust is the “reverie” present in the air that feathers the sea surface with the ripple effect.

Reverie: /rev(ə)rē/  1. a state of dreamy meditation or fanciful musing: lost in reverie. 2. a daydream. AKA: Beautiful Feelings

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Particles of Promise

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Particles of promise float in the air. They pop and drop and spread everywhere. Hittin’ walls, jumping down halls. Pounce! Ping! Poof! Pang! These little guys zip, zing, zang. They ripple, race, rise. They twinkle, they sparkle, are a sight for sore eyes. They tease, they trend, they’re around the next bend… They travel light, they travel free, they whisper kind odes to the enemy. They blast, fly fast past. They’ll tickle, tumble, ring. They will hum, hoot and sing. They give us goose bumps or a chilly spine, they dizzy above a glass of breathing wine. They twist, they turn, they flare. They flicker, they burn like an ember through air. They are white hot little bright dots. They are right around you now. Pow! Pa pow pow pow!!

Pick me! Pick me! lol

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Open the Doors

Open the Doors, Let in the Light. Give the house a chance to be bright. The house of your heart. The house of your soul. The house of the living things that land in your bowl. Whatever may ramble… around in the mind, give yourself a chance to chillax and unwind. The day is short or the day is long. Time matters not, when it’s all gone. So, attempt to live in the moment. It’s all we got. It’s the story of the future, so create that good plot. If you can hear the crashing waves down the way….where little sea things play, it’s a good sign. It indicates the presence of magic rising above the grind. There is no tellin’ what’s in the wind or wave….around the corner, in the next day we pave. But today we can laugh, giggle, be wise, helpful, insightful, focused or free. In the current moment we can choose to feel good and just be. No pressure, no strain, no heartache or pain. Feels good to be fresh, like a Spring falling rain. Sounds  like a plan and an honorable stand. A score for the team, life is but a dream. Maybe it’s all it takes to be a real, righteous man or a sharp dressed leader of a golden lavish land. Or a goddess, for sure….riding on the wings of an ethereal evermore….

Pick up your pieces, flip the frown..give it all ya got….by layin’ the law down. Hey!! Don’t feel blue or gray…

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Conscious living: Grand Central Station

I spent a lot of my life wishing I was a cat. Sometimes I wonder if maybe I will just reincarnate right away into one for my next life…lol.

I believe in fate. But I also believe that we play our part to construct its design. There’s not much in the way of limits on what we can manipulate or maneuver in order to fashion fate. the one thing I do know, recognize & realize…is that one day we will all fall down. Meaning: the body will eventually surrender its service to us.

Which is fine. I’m okay with that. The scary part, I guess, is just, ya know, wondering how it will happen or when…

Not knowing is where the mystique of the unknown creeps in & fear rears its weird bizarro creepy face.

But, ya know, ya just gotta think about it this way…who cares….how or when. Cause fate has a way of finding us no matter what cards we play. We are basically powerless for that matter in that department, so….why worry?

And that’s fine too, cause life is fleeting & short as shit any way you slice it. 🙂

In a blink of an eye, we all pass each other by.

Some stay long, some leave us. But life is really all just a big fat giant Grand Central Station full of people gettin’ in & out of trains, on over to buses, cars, & cabs all day long. People are rushing, runnin’, walkin’, sprinting, sitting, or snoozed out. Crossing paths, comin’, goin’, passing through, traveling to & from all sorts of different destinations. Some ride together, some don’t. We have our drivers, passengers, leaders, followers. People who solicit, people who preach, sell things, steal things, meet for the first time or run into each other again. People making friends, networking, following routines or routes. Conversating, making small talk or connecting. Goin’ on vacation, trips, work, school, or just goin’ back home. Or maybe just getting on each others nerves & pushing each other out of the way to climb the steps, catch the elevator or ride in the front or the back. People text, tweet, snapchat or skype. Record things, snap pics, drink a beer, watch the game or play one. People wait, are late, eat, flirt, kiss, hug, hold hands. Drink coffee & energy drinks, chew gum, smoke whatever it is people are smokin’ theses days & read…..papers, magz, whatever the heck else work, school or pop culture requires.

Let’s rejoice in today. And the bus, train, path & journey we are on. And the person, people, things, animals, kids, events & experiences taking place near us, on it. Cause this moment counts. Everything in it counts. They are all precious pieces to the cosmic puzzle. And maybe we are all just here in this life, to recognize that.

Today’s power thought: “Today, i will slow down… so that I may recognize the moment & in doing so, I will recognize fearlessly, all life has to show & offer me, with an elevated heart, mind & consciousness. It is my pleasure to live in this very moment!”

Thanks Universe! For giving me another day, opportunity, the wellness & secret ambition to do so!

Peace!

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