Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts

Friday, July 29, 2022

The Summer Day



Who made the world? Who made the swan, and the black bear? Who made the grasshopper? 

This grasshopper, I mean— the one who has flung herself out of the grass, the one who is eating sugar out of my hand, who is moving her jaws back and forth instead of up and down— who is gazing around with her enormous and complicated eyes. 

Now she lifts her pale forearms and thoroughly washes her face. Now she snaps her wings open, and floats away. I don't know exactly what a prayer is. I do know how to pay attention, how to fall down into the grass, how to kneel down in the grass, how to be idle and blessed, how to stroll through the fields, which is what I have been doing all day. 

Tell me, what else should I have done? Doesn't everything die at last, and too soon? Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?

Mary Oliver

American Poet
(1935-2019)



I need a shadier hat!
Ahhh, that's better!


Ah, the blue one is really relaxing me!


Is it's too hot for cameras, it's way too hot for cats. 

It's cool cat time!


What about us???


The protest begins!

Michele Bilyeu Creates With Heart and Hands as she shares her imaginative, magical, and healing journey from Alaska to Oregon. Creating, designing, sewing, quilting, and wildcrafting, from my heart and with my hands

Wednesday, June 22, 2022

Metamorphosis


I do not know whether I was then a man dreaming I was a butterfly, or
whether I am now a butterfly dreaming I am a man.

~Chuang Tzu

We delight in the beauty of the butterfly, but rarely admit the changes
it has gone through to achieve that beauty.

~Maya Angelou


"Consider what happens to a bottle of water when it is left in the freezer. As it cools down, there is a steady, continuous change in its temperature.


The water won’t change much

in appearance until it begins to get near the critical threshold of its freezing point. Then, as it passes this, an extraordinary process happens.


Tiny crystals form, and when they do, other crystals form around those crystals, until there is a mass movement of crystallization in the water that rapidly changes state from liquid to solid.


This is discontinuous change.
With discontinuous change, a threshold is crossed where rather than just more of the same happening, something different occurs. There’s a jump to a new level, an opening to a new set of possibilities.


We might think it impossible that a small amount of water could crack something as hard as glass, but as the ice expands, it breaks the bottle."


Joanna Macy


“All life on Earth was created by tiny changes in molecules. An inestimable number of changes. Our bodies are miracles of transformation.”

"To find a fossil in a galaxy of rocks, you have to see in a different way. It’s called having a search image, a biological term. A search image is simply a picture an animal has in its mind as it looks for food or habitat. 

When an animal finds something that helps it survive, it fixes the visual characteristics of that thing in its mind. 

If it finds it again, the sharpness of the image improves, as does the animal’s chance of survival. Humans got where they are today with the help of search images, and we still use them every day.

 It’s how we quickly find our favorite cereal in a vast landscape of boxes.


Discontinuous change and phase shifts are the things of cocoons—metamorphosis. Most of us are familiar with the general concept of how a caterpillar will form a chrysalis then emerge weeks later transfigured into a butterfly. 

Less well known is how the caterpillar resists change. As it dissolves in its own digestive acids, the immune system of the cocooned pupa will attack the imaginal cells that are trying to transform it. In turn, a nascent imago will fall again and again into the soup of its former self. But this seemingly counterproductive immune response serves to strengthen the imaginal cells so that they can finally give rise to a winged, visually stunning creature.

Daniel Pinchbeck
How Soon is Now: From Personal Initiation to Global Transformation


"I have come into this world to see this: all creatures hold hands as we pass through this miraculous existence we share on the way to even a greater being of soul, a being of just ecstatic light, forever entwined and at play with Him."

Hafiz 


We must remain as close to the flowers, the grass, and the butterflies
as the child is who is not yet so much taller than they are.  
We adults,
on the other hand, have outgrown them and have to lower ourselves to
stoop down to them.  It seems to me that the grass hates us when we
confess our love for it.  Whoever would partake of all good things must
understand how to be small at times.

~Friedrich Nietzsche


Grown-ups love figures.  When you tell them that you have made a new
friend, they never ask you any questions about essential matters.  They
never say to you, “What does his voice sound like?  What games does he
love best?  Does he collect butterflies?”
 Instead, they demand:  “How
old is he?  How many brothers has he?  How much does he weigh?  How much
money does his father make?”  Only from these figures do they think they
have learned anything about him.

~Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, 
From "The Little
Prince"


It is necessary to write, if the days are not to slip emptily by.  How
else, indeed, to clap the net over the butterfly of the moment?  For the
moment passes, it is forgotten; the mood is gone; life itself is gone.
That is where the writer scores over his fellows:  he catches the
changes of his mind on the hop.

~Vita Sackville-West


Bees sip honey from flowers and hum their thanks when they leave.
The gaudy butterfly is sure that the flowers owe thanks to him.

~Rabindranath Tagore
"Stray Birds"


I blog on a Galaxy Note 9 mobile phone using only mobile data signal in a no wifi home.  Not easy but I am a determined woman who doesn't give up easily!



Michele Bilyeu Creates With Heart and Hands as she shares her imaginative, magical, and healing journey from Alaska to Oregon. Creating, designing, sewing, quilting, and wildcrafting, from my heart and with my hands

Wednesday, May 04, 2022

The Guest House




This being human is a guest house

Every morning a new arrival.
​A joy, a depression, a meanness,
some momentary awareness comes
as an unexpected visitor.




Welcome and entertain them all!
Even if they’re a crowd of sorrows,
who violently sweep your house
empty of its furniture,
still, treat each guest honorably.
He may be clearing you out
for some new delight.




The dark thought, the shame, the malice,
meet them at the door laughing,
and invite them in.



Be grateful for whoever comes,
because each has been sent
as a guide from beyond.



by Rumi

(Jalāl al-Dīn Muḥammad Rūmī)



Rumi believed passionately in the use of music, poetry and dance as a path to reach God. It was from these ideas that the practice of whirling dervishes developed into a ritual form. In the Mevlevi tradition, worship represents a mystical journey of spiritual ascent through mind and love to the Perfect One.

Taken from SELECTED POEMS by Rumi, Translated by Coleman Barks 

(Penguin Classics 2004)





Michele Bilyeu Creates With Heart and Hands as she shares her imaginative, magical, and healing journey from Alaska to Oregon. Creating, designing, sewing, quilting, and wildcrafting, from my heart and with my hands

Thursday, April 07, 2022

The Clearing





Do not try to save
the whole world
or do anything grandiose.
Instead, create
a clearing
in the dense forest
of your life
and wait there
patiently,
until the song
that is your life
falls into your own cupped hands
and you recognize and greet it.
Only then will you know
how to give yourself
to this world
so worthy of rescue. 

~Martha Postlewaite








And I am blessed that I can simply walk into our own shaded nook with a small gathering of trees we planted shortly after building our home here in 1978 and hug a tree and say a prayer for our troubled world or when needed for my own troubled or aching heart from man's inhumanity to man.

Definitely time for a forest clearing!

Working on myself first before doing for others. Bring in my early practices of a medical qigong as taught to a small group of us in Salem each summer that the wonderful Dr. Anita Cignolini of Florence/Milan, Italy. Dr. Anita came to Salem to teach our small group outside of Dr. Louisa Silva's Salem Acupuncture Clinic in the mid-nineties for 2 weeks each of 3 years. What a gift she was!


Combined with my innate natural healing gifts of my own healing energies and decades of reading and learned the 90s Healing Touch/Reki/ and many other energy techniques and understandings it all became a beautiful exploration through many sunlit clearings in my life. 

I meditate with this simple  loving kindness mediation with a lovely meditation facilitator on a vimeo app and I move my energies for clearance and grounding. As well on being my own symbol of change in all of the ways that I can for the greater good.

Now there are so many wonderful videos available on YouTube among them the amazing Prune Harris of Cornwall who seamlessly combines my previous learning into one cohesive gift. As my own body is aging, it is ever more important to work regularly on balance, grounding, and clearing. 

Accepting myself as the woman who once was larger than life in public is truly always been more of an introvert who needs to "do what she can when she can. And rest when she can't."  (With always my good blessings to you dear Dr. Louisa Silva--medical doctor/acupuncturist extraordinary and once a dear, dear friend. I miss those years and hope the heavenly energies have you smiling in a beautiful meadow of wildflowers in your own forest clearing.

A day of rest and endless heartfelt gratitude and beautiful enery clearing and rejuvenation with gratitude and blessings to all. 








Michele Bilyeu Creates With Heart and Hands as she shares her imaginative, magical, and healing journey from Alaska to Oregon. Creating, designing, sewing, quilting, and wildcrafting, from my heart and with my hands

Sunday, January 16, 2022

With a Full Heart, With Love, Joy and Blessings: A New Year Has Begun




The writer and activist Joanna Macy says: "Work with your passion. Work with your pain. Work with what is at hand."

And to that,  my own heart responds.

For now, more than ever
 spiritual warriors are needed to feel the light and love within them
 and radiate that love to the darkest corners of hearts and souls everywhere.

Still your hearts from anger, fear, or hatred.
Fill them up with love and peace.  
Our spirits know who we are, why we chose to be here during these incredibly challenging times.


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There must be peace in the nations.
If there is to be peace in the nations,
There must be peace in the cities.
If there is to be peace in the cities,
There must be peace between neighbors.
If there is to be peace between neighbors,
There must be peace in the home.
If there is to be peace in the home,
There must be peace in the heart.

Lao-Tse

Chinese philosopher

6th century bce




With life's many challenges ever increasing, how do we find peace in this horribly troubled world, this universal psyche that chooses the negative over the positive, the masculine over the feminine, the warring over the peace making and bridge building?




It must be personal as well as national, universal as well as international. We must care, and care deeply about one another in any and all life forms and we must use our hearts, our energies, and our time to do good, say good, and be good to the best of each moment's ability.




There are those who give little of the much which they 
have and they give it for recognition and their hidden desire
makes their gifts unwholesome.

And there are those who have little and give it all.
These are the believers in life and the bounty of life,
and their coffer is never empty.

~On Giving by Kahlil Gibran from The Prophet~





I have lost several dear friends this year, visited others on the mend after major surgery, and continue to quilt, craft and sew. I am active in my own unique ways of trying to work with this incredibly changing country, nation, and world and doing all I can do to make it through spiritual thought, prayers, and deeds a place where we can not only survive turbulent times but prepare ourselves for the many challenging days and years ahead.





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We are the lifeboat that lifts up others. We must keep that life boat, healthy, spiritually wealthy, and wise with the inner wisdom of our intuitive and collective hearts.




I create a space within me, within my spirit, to maintain love not fear, creativity not despair, manifestation of good not retreat from the powerful forces of change and transition through damage and destruction that is wrecking havoc everywhere.





The fires, the floods, the earthquakes, hurricanes, volcanoes, and tornadoes are not only the change and transition that Mother Earth, herself is expressing... as hard for us as it might be to understand ... they can be seen as our planet's release buttons for survival. If there is too much pressure within the Earth, it erupts in volcanoes or crack opens in earthquakes.





If there is too much pressure within us, we may erupt as well. And the damage we may do to others may be just as great emotionally as volcanoes and earthquakes are physically.

If we see Mother Earth as Gaia..a living breathing entity with her trees and plants as her lungs if you will, then Gaia is losing her breath, just as we are by the ensuing smoke or by being filled with fear, are losing ours.







But in this process of death and destruction there is still an opening up in our world and our world view to transition and archetypal consciousness and the ascension of the human soul from one of the innate and deeply genetic darkness that has prevailed throughout time... to one of full growth of the soul's innate potential to do and be pure goodness.




It opens us up with first with our seeing all that we do not want nor want to be or do and then to the infinite possibilities of our combined thoughts of what we do want our world to be. It may happen in an instant ....as there are infinite possibilities of outcomes from any action or even from any reaction. Fate can hang on an instant and
fate can be changed in an instant.



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We listen to our gut instincts, we listen to our hearts beating together and we listen to the still small voice urging us into being and doing what is good and not sinful..sin being an ancient archery term meaning 'missing the mark'.




I remind myself... over and over again... just how resilient the human spirit is. I remember just how patterns in nature, time and history balance the yin and the yang of change and transition to restore harmony both inside and out. Even during times of harm to our beautiful land, when smoke clogs the sky, we can put on our face masks, go out into our world, and be good and do good for others.






And yes, there will be loss. As time moves on through the upcoming decades of climate change and all that comes with it ..massive, massive loss.

Loss of arable and therefore life supporting land, of nature's beauty.





I grieve for the many losses now and to come.  Loss of hope, of faith and worst of all of love and charity. But for now; love, hope, and charity are rising up to fight the endless battle for survival. And survive we shall.

Love, hope, and charity are rising up as we look at the Dreamers and see them as we see our own children.

Love, hope and charity are rising as the flood waters rise, and we rush to another's aid as if they were one of our own..for they are.

And we feel and we express gratitude with our gifts of the spirit, with our hands, and with our hearts.









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And for them..our children and our grandchildren and God/Goodness willing our great and great great..on and on grandchildren... we must act for the good of all and not the good of the elite few with the money and wherewithal at their personal disposal to thumb their noses and push us, one another with threats of their nuclear buttons at the rest of us.




We are all connected. We are all part of one another. My microscopic  atoms are merged with yours like stars in the cosmos. The pain that i feel is my pain, your pain, all pain. The fouled air that I am breathing will become the fouled air and the foul breathing of yours.

When we drop a bomb on one country, its repercussions and loss of awareness and love... are felt by ours. We are perpetrators and we are victims. The winds of time and change merge into one and so do we.




There is a purpose onto heaven for all of this. It doesn't have to be ours to understand but there it is. And part of that is the destruction of the old to make space for the new.

As someone who is old... that gives me pause. But, I am more than willing to go through whatever I have to in hopes that someday, a heaven on earth can become possible and a newer kinder, more caring and loving world might exist.




"Do not be dismayed by the brokenness of the world. All things break. And all things can be mended. Not with time, as they say, but with intention. So go. Love intentionally, extravagantly, unconditionally. The broken world waits in darkness for the light that is you.”

L. R. Knost




But I am so deeply sad that it has had to come to this. That the years and the decades ahead may be very challenging for all of us. But still filled with purpose and hope for most of us.




 I rage, I sorrow, I grieve...and then I put on my face mask and talk to my cat and my chickens. I stand amidst the unbelievable golden forest of my sunflowers in the summer that radiate love and hope and steadfast determination to grow..not just where they are planted but to self-seed through the grace of the wind and its travelers the birds who spread messages of hope and peace and rebirth.






Or I walk through the snow capped lawns, forests, and fields of the winter and I look for signs of tiny buds popping through on the limbs, bulbs in the winter's ground pushing up through the mud and the snow to new hope, new times, new days where we truly walk the talk and not just care about our own selves, our ways of life, our own income or talents or abilities.

We must care for each other as we care for ourselves.






And I remember beauty, and I remember hope, and I remember goodness and compassion and most of all I remember how love is the balm and the hope and the promise.




We do what we can, when we can to spread joy, to give gifts from our hearts and from our hands and then we do the same for ourselves.



  

To be creative means to be in love with life.
You can be creative only if you love life enough that you want to enhance its beauty,
you want to bring a little more music to it,
a little more poetry to it,
a little more dance to it.

~Osho




How do we choose to feel peace, make peace, be peace in our own hearts? It starts with each of us as individuals, each moment of every single day. And it is not easy but we can do it.




Read this wonderful prose poem:
By Clarissa Pinkola Estes 


It may just give you the strength and the understanding for facing the tough challenges of life now, and to come in the days ahead.























For many of us we sew for or we have discovered that sewing, or quilting, or crafting....or art, or writing, or poetry or other passions..  ...is like praying.




We go into the deepest place of focus, the zone of creativity and becoming one in both the manifest and unmanifest... and we do and we make good things.




“To sew is to pray. Men don't understand this.
They see the whole but they don't see the stitches.
They don't see the speech of the creator in the work of the needle.

We mend. We women turn things inside out and set things right.
We salvage what we can of human garments and piece the rest into blankets.
Sometimes our stitches stutter and slow.

Only a woman's eyes can tell.
Other times, the tension in the stitches might be too tight because of tears, but only we know what emotion went into the making.

Only women can hear the prayer.”

Louise Erdrich
Four Souls


 It's all in our attitude. And it starts with each of us. It's not always easy to do, and we do it as we do all things. If there is to be peace in the world, there needs to be peace within you. We are all connected and this world is one.




We feel the disruption, the lack of peace, the anger and separation and we use those shadow or dark emotions as a catalyst. A catalyst to see the other as ourself. And to ask ourself, it this 'other' that upsets me so much, if these "other things" that upset me so, if the "lack of power" that I am feeling..is it mine or is it the others to do with as they need to in order to learn and to grow?




"Refuse to fall down.
If you cannot refuse to fall down,
refuse to stay down.

If you cannot refuse to stay down
lift your heart toward heaven
and like a hungry beggar,
ask that it be filled,
and it will be filled.

You may be pushed down.
You may be kept from rising.
But no one can keep you
from lifting your heart
toward heaven —
only you.

It is in the midst of misery
that so much becomes clear.
The one who says nothing good
came of this,
is not yet listening.

refuse to fall down"

~Clarissa Pinkola Estés~

Excerpted from The Faithful Gardener: A Wise Tale About That Which Can Never Die


Let that control go. It is not of  god/good. It is not of devil/evil. It just is. Let it go and be good in your heart, in your love, in your care of all others..and start with today.




And remember, you are at war inside of you to feel the war outside of you. So, often that is the catalyst that begins the war ..this day ..as you work on you. Don't be dismayed. Go into the loving flow of kindness and be the higher you that you wish to project out into the world.




No matter your beliefs, you know this core truth..you want to be a beacon of love for yourself and inside of yourself so you can shine that light outwards to "others" and to the world




Peace in your heart creates peace in your world. And that is your soul's purpose..to create this peace by doing and being what you are called to do...wherever you are, at whatever level of learning you are.

You are surrounded by loving helpers and all of us are here for you.




And when it is all too intense, when fear threatens to push into the boundaries of faith, hope, and charity and out into fear and chaos.

I go into my own heart, and I focus in a deeply meditative, prayerful,  and spiritual way of doing those things that bring me peace.




I  am going within the most basic elements of heart and home and gifts of the spirit and finding peace in my days.

 I am spending my time with family, with my beautiful, precious and beloved grandchildren, with time for nature, time for rest and prayer, and yes, even time for my chickens!




And above all else,
I am spending time with the true me, the spiritually manifested being filled with love that I know myself to be.

I am doing my best to focus on the best world I know we can have, the best people I know each of us can be, the best hopes and dreams and wishes for full and caring lives for all of us.

And as I focus, and I pray and meditate for peace and love and hope and dreams, I hope you take a moment each and every single day and do the same.




Together we can create a new world, a new way of seeing, believing, and being.


"Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing there is a field. I'll meet you there. When the soul lies down in that grass the world is too full to talk about." 

Rumi 


We Were Made For These Times



With love to all of you from my heart and with my hands.

Happy Day, Happy Somehow Each and Every Day and especially,
Happy All Holi-days

For that is truly the derivation, the meaning and the purpose of  all of our (Holi...Holy...Halen...Healing)
Holidays!

Michèle Bilyeu











Michele Bilyeu Creates With Heart and Hands as she shares her imaginative, magical, and healing journey from Alaska to Oregon. Creating, designing, sewing, quilting, and wildcrafting... from my heart and with my hands