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.

Poof!

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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.

Copyright 2017 JZapp

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Who knows all your dirty secrets?

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Who knows all your dirty secrets?

Your soul mates. The good, the bad, the ugly. And, they don’t judge, smear your reputation, talk behind your back, or secretly think they are better. And, they don’t clock out. They don’t check out. They don’t give up on ya or the relationship. Even if the bond is challenged. Even when the goin’ gets tough. Even when you are changing, rearranging, transforming, relearning, dying & re-birthing. Even when you succeed & gain fame & even more so when you are crawling on eggshells & broken glass… somehow soul mates are built to last. Even those inconvenient times when you are cranky, moody & misunderstood… a soul mate is in it to win it, for good. 

Who knows how to stay in their own lane & respect your boundaries? Your soul mates sure do. They will fall back, step off, time out, & let go. They will stand by, stand up, stand strong & stand in. What’s a four letter word for “soul mate?” Answer: ALLY

An ALLY is: a loyal, reliable, cooperative component that assuredly… is on your team, in your corner, on your side, an ambassador for your best destiny, in tune with your highest good. They are ready to coordinate & collaborate at a moments notice, despite any contentious debate, no matter what the weather, the dangerous terrain or shady overgrown hood.

Going above & beyond the call of duty is a soul mate’s rightful place. Reflecting the truth of the matter is hidden in the nooks & crannies of a soul mate’s honest face. Trustworthy & there, imperfect maybe… but never unfair. A soul mate will unconditionally love & genuinely care.

A soul mate is not a succubus, a narcissistic poison, a con artist, vulture, or vampire. A soul mate will give you strength, motivate, illuminate, congratulate, fan the flames of your newborn campfire. They don’t make demands, back you in a corner, make you uncomfortable, tired, drained or irate. They don’t secretly hate, manipulate, depreciate, invalidate, plot to tangle your fate. They are usually quite pleasant, like an afternoon breeze, or that delightful little bit of relief that happens after a sneeze.

A soul mate cracks jokes to lighten your heart, picks on your serious face until  it breaks apart. They’ll rejuvenate your spirit & accentuate your being. They will notice your accomplishments & lend you a second set of eyes for seeing.

A soul mate is your biggest fan, your #1 cheerleader, your surround-sound adviser, your soft pillow for safety & sanctuary, your bestie, your muse. Soulmates bake you cookies & make you lovely offers you cannot refuse.

Soul mates are pleasures, are treasures, are lucky, are fun. They furnish the sparkly rays to our effervescent sun. They are the thing that makes life feel like a day in the sand, they just might be the single only person who gives a good god damn!

They won’t harm you or curse you. They will bless you & nurse you. Soul mates heal, not steal. They are as flexible & forgiving as they can be. They’ll make you coffee every morning even if they only drink tea.

Being with a soul mate is a gem of a time, a peach of a day, a water slide, the best milkshake ever! It’s gifted. It’s fruitful. It’s brilliant. It’s clever.

It’s something to remember, an adventure, a timeless tranquil flight. It’s a great story, a juicy tale, a groovy dance floor moonlit nite. It’s a vino sunrise paired with a sweet & salty kiss. It’s a nourishing bear hug & the closest we come to bliss. It’s round & fluffy & soft & silly great fun! Soul mates make you feel like the million bux you’ll surely think you’ve won! Pow! Pa Pow Pow Pow!

#GotSoulMates?

—-JZapp                           

Circa 2017

Written for: the fabulous couple of 40 years!!!! Aunt Annmaria & Uncle Gary ❤ ❤ Love you guys;)

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America the Beautiful: she’s not dead yet

Beads of jewel, fire & sharp gem sparks that infuse the empty blue dusk sky. An open horizon stretching with skylines of grey & pastel watercolor just quiet above the main street hustle. Little birds play. Pigeons paint the park. Trees rustle up high. The American flag is streaming live & proud.

Today is the 241st anniversary of our nation’s formal founding. The name America, though, is much older, dating back at least 510 years. America was named after Italian navigator Amerigo Vespucci (1454-1512.) And although history has it’s disputes over original settlers, land, & territory… I think it is safe to say that we celebrate on July 4th as a united community of all breeds, colors & creeds.

We are a giant fondue pot of blended personalities, views, beliefs, & cultures. We are free to express & experience life to the fullest here. Our human rights are protected. The Amendments protect & serve us. We are certainly blessed to have this land we call: Home… & also so very blessed to have each other in it. Happy birthday, United States of America.

We salute You!

JZapp

Circa 2017

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The Poetic Certainty 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 crumpets 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!

Ha!

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The End

Poem authored by:

JZapp

Copyright  2016

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Witch on board

I’m a Witch. A cosmic one.

“Hey slick, what part of that don’t you understand?” lol

The word witch, is so poignant & compelling.

The very sound of it, is seductive.

The very vibration it carries in the air it’s hung…

The word: Witch

Lovely & free, beautiful & graced. Lighting little fires, cooking things to taste.

One who mends, blends, heals & reveals. One who glows, flows, dream weaves & feels.

One who conjures, one who sows….your deepest desires, she inherently knows.

One who grows gifts to give, shed, & share… to infuse delight into all those aware.

One who speaks truth… & whispers the little most magnificent praises.

One who draws upon love to navigate through the most difficult mazes.

She has a collection of books & an army of muses… a kaleidoscope of colors to paint however she chooses.

Witch… she is a warrior of Light.

A Queen of Fate.

A mysterious messenger of peace.

A demonstrator of beauty & kindness.

She walks off… echoing billions of tiny feathered wings & things upon her trail.

Leaving eternal marks & white hot sparks.

She’s a smokin’ hot bitch!

She’s a Witch.

Oh look!

“There she goes… there she goes again… racing through my brain… and I just can’t contain, this feeling that remains…

—Sixpence None the Richer


“Witch on board”

Copyright: 2014

JZapp

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Nine Eleven: Tower Power!

I solemnly swear to tell the whole truth, and nothing but the truth, so help me God.

Let us bow our heads today.

Nine Eleven. A day of rest for all the souls that left us in droves off to the realm of the many galaxies of light.

Nine Eleven. A day when we woke up.

Nine Eleven: A day when thousands of hearts were touched & opened.

Nine Eleven: A day that blossomed our bravest heroes.

Nine Eleven: A day that baptized by fire… our nation into a whole new dimension of consciousness

Nine Eleven: A day we recognized how precious life is.

Nine Eleven: A day we understood with crystal clear stark awareness, how every moment with those we love should never be taken for granted.

Nine Eleven: A day that all American civilians had a front row seat at the “drive-in” movie theater playing The reality show of “World War” …right in our very backyard.

Nine Eleven: A day where we all were able to witness… fate, destiny, intuition, coincidence, and courage… alive before our very eyes.

Nine Eleven: A day when everyone was watching.

Nine Eleven: A day we felt almost helplessly suffocating slowly while our fellow folks were in distress or darkness.

Nine Eleven: The day that New York City streets became very surreal indeed.

Nine Eleven: A day our government breached it’s contract with premonition & preparation.

Nine Eleven: We felt defeated, angry, dismayed, confused, lied to & let down.

Nine Eleven: Many of us became saturated with pride & patriotism with racing thoughts of retaliation & retribution.

Nine Eleven: Watching intently, we became armchair avengers & righteous assassins ready to rise & conquer demanding justice!

Nine Eleven: A day others whispered peace, lit candles, chanted, prayed, harmonized efforts & saw no race, religion, party, color, gender or creed.

Nine Eleven: Together we were: Americans.

Nine Eleven:  United we stood.

Nine Eleven: A day thousands of American soldiers were deployed to never again return home…

Nine Eleven: Then…now… our flag flies lower. Our hearts beat a little slower. Our minds remember. Our bodies almost feel weak.

Nine Eleven: A day we “will never forget” because of these things.

God bless our Nation…

Surround us in a ring of white light.

Protect us with unity & oneness. Use our minds & hearts to spread love & vibrate PEACE.

Remembering 911

—JZapp

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A-Game: A Woman’s Power

I am treated fairly, judiciously & with equal countenance.

I am loved, adored, explored, admired & appreciated.

I am snuggled, touched, pet, held & hugged.

I am respected, protected, honored & recognized.

I am needed, kissed, whispered to, fed, nourished & cherished.

I am thought of, felt, kept close, included & praised.

I am important, noticed, acknowledged, listened to & heard.

I am well received, understood, accepted, welcomed, doted upon & pursued.

I am warm, beautiful, graceful, giving & kind.

I am gorgeous, sexy, seductive, pleasurable, loveable, luscious & passionate.

I am in tune with the moon, my body, my wholeness & truth.

I am receptive, intuitive, guided, grounded, connected & perfected.

My heart is open… with a spinning orbital glowing green broad spectrum of color… flowering into many innumerable sparkling brilliant green petals of light… that seem to be alive… almost breathing… with a subtle dreamy animation…

Shhhhhh… can you see it?

My mind is like a diamond: sharp & shiny.

A crystal clear long stretching super highway of sheer spirit force, through which Source… can send: signs & signals, messages, miracles, blessings, prayers, chants & affirmations. Creative, crafty, clever… words, rhymes, ideas & wisdom.

Casting Call!

Arrive!

All who are meant to come through… please do!!

Vampires, jokers, ghosts, liars, thieves, narcissists, players, unevolved, underdeveloped, insecure, dim, dark or stuck suffering souls plagued with delusion that… do not know how to love

NEED NOT APPLY.

Do us all a favor…

Stay in your bull pen.

My china shop is precious.


Enjoy your day, gorgeous Ladies!!

…and gentlemen   😉

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