Poetry and Mandala – On Emerging

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when your companion is the tick
of the second-hand
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awaiting first light
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with joy or grief,
– take up your pen and paper

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in raised voice or sultry whisper,
(remember this)
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turn your words into phrases
and phrases into lines
– invite unruliness and ecstasy too

https://www.drcarolineedwards.com/2024/09/18/4hwqdyvz Take up your pen,
invoke madness or muse
Take up your pen and write
– then, poetry emerges.

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Thanksgiving Blessing and Mandala

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too much action. A blur, a flash, a crash.

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Bless me, sitting at my desk
as filtered November light slips
through my window
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In the midst of the ordinary and mundane
In between the common and the trivial.

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the firelight,
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and the dreamer;
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in our laughter and our weeping.

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which would be missed – with longing –
if they were to disappear.

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Contemplative Creative Practices – A Mandala

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Buy Valium Sleeping Tablets This is a mandala of contemplative and creative practices. Almost all of these practices show up in one way or another in Contemplative Creatives Journey.

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Stars in Perspective Mandala

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go here My thoughts were too swirly as I considered the issues before me: a friendship once full of hope and promise now drifting away like a column of smoke; complicated relationships with both my aging mother and my disabled sister; conversations with a mentor parsing the differences between relationships that take and relationships that give. And then there remained the world beyond my door, a constant thorn and source of anxiety. Complicated stuff.

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go to site I filled the large circle on my paper with dense markings. Lots of intense energy. Color upon color, a thick buildup of color. My first inclination was to add some sparkle, but I decided that wasn’t quite right.

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I read: “Fourth graders have been learning about one-point perspective as a way to create the illusion of space.” An illusion of space! If it is good enough for fourth graders, it is certainly good enough for me!

So I created the Stars in Perspective Mandala and as I created the various “explosions in space” I considered various perspectives to my issues at hand and wondered how I might see the space in which I am currently adrift as gift and blessing, not as a dark hole I try repeatedly and unsuccessfully to escape.

My contemplative creative practice at work by way of mandala creation and poetry reading.

If this sort of practice speaks to you, consider checking out my online workshop/community. We begin December 15th and registrations are already coming in. Join us?

Under the Sea, A Garden – A Mandala

 

Under the Sea, A Garden © 2017 Bo Mackison