Loved

I joy in the memory…

A memory of love,

Of tenderness,

    of caressing

        and caring.

God’s gift to an old man,

Reminds me of His Love,

A smile of approval,

To know the touch of flesh,

And the breath of passion,

The warmth of a smooth kiss,

A look of tenderness,

     of acceptance,

No matter the state of the body.

For in that moment

    of passion,

We are both beautiful,

    desirable,

       and fulfilled.

Deo Gratias

                                     agd 1.28.09

Community

Burning, roaring Stars clustered together

Basking in each others’ light.

So incredibly distant are they

From each other

They know not

One another’s plight.

Burning, radiant Souls cluster together

Basking in each others’ light.

So sadly distant are they

By their egos’ traps

They know not

Each other’s life.

agd 6.29.2014

The Journey Within

To walk in Nature Is a marvel,

A lesson in creative diversity.

But my mind takes me INTO Nature,

Like a mini cam entering the stoma of a leaf,

Observing the structures of its molecules,

Congestions of atoms

Shining like stars

With their own planetary systems.

Microcosms…

Within the microcosm…

Within the macrocosm…

Within ….. ?

Every cell in every bodily structure

Vibrating, pulsing, singing,

Creating a symphony within my head ---

They call it Tinnitus –

(Sounds so high beyond the highest audible note)

And the ever-present OM,

Weaving melodies,

Yes, symphonies,

Notes pulsing,

Now forte, now pianissimo,

Undulating, sweeping phrases

Filling my inner space with sound,

Now swelling,
Now fading.

And in the course of time and activity

The vibrations outside the body

Vie for attention…

And often win.

This is just MY experience,

One of countless monads

With countless experiences…

And in any moment,

G₃ sees all, knows all,

Sighs and laughs.

agd 6.25.2014

Believer In Exile

Can one worship the Ground of All Being

In any other way

Than by fulfilling one's intended purpose?

                      

Can one please the Source of Life

In any other way

Than by daring to live life fully?

Can one honor the Source of Love

In any other way

Than by daring to love unconditionally

And with abandon?

Being… Living… Loving =

The Trinity of a perfect Life

                           Trinity Sunday 2014 - agd

E=MC2

The Scientist says “energy”...

1.       Always was, is and will be

2.       Cannot be created or destroyed

3.       Constantly evolves new material forms

We are a collection of energy in various forms, from the material to the ethereal.

The Theogian says “God”...

1.       Always was, is and will be

2.       Is the Creator of everything, therefore cannot be created or destroyed

3.       Constantly creates new forms and animates them

We are made in the image and likeness of God.

You are ....

You are not separate from the whole.
You are one with the sun, the earth, the air.
You don't have a life.

YOU ARE LIFE!
                                    E.Tolle, Guardians of Being

Sometimes Memories

You know it’s coming,

But who expects it?

She came into my life

On this third leg of my life’s journey.

She walked with me,

Talked to me,

Meditated with me,

Slept with me,

Ate with me,

Her presence always expected.

And when apart,

I remembered her fully,

And often…

An Always Memory.

She grew old and weaker,

And left in a quiet moment.

Then, all I had was a memory …

Good memories,

Repented memories,

Happy memories,

Just … memories.

And the days pass,

And the months pass,

And the years fly by.

I don’t think of her as often.

She has become a Sometimes Memory.

But that’s not a bad thing.

Everything, everyone will become

A Sometimes Memory to me,

As I will to them.

That’s Life … and that’s OK.

Nothing is ever lost, really,

Nor totally forgotten.

All is recorded in the Akashic Records, God’s Heart.

At the least,

I will have been a memory to someone,

For some time,

For some thing I said or did,

Even if only a Sometimes Memory to most.

Thanks, Camille.

June 1, 2014

Happy Summer?

Go ahead - keep confusing the hell out of me! On Saturday, May 31, the meteorologist kept saying this is the last day of Spring -- tomorrow is the first day of summer. What?? Never heard that before. So.... I dove into the Internet - I never knew this -- There are "astronomical" seasons and "meteorological" seasons. Go figure!! So, the meteorological seasons (based on the changing temps) consist of 4 months each - Mar-May, Jun-Aug., Sep-Nov, Dec-Feb. OK, I got it. Good grief. and... HAPPY SUMMER, Y'ALL!