Things I Forget To Ask
What does it feel like to wake up into your skin?
Your day?
What do you feel first most days?
Is it in any way influenced by gratitude,
or totally given over to worry,
anxious
or, worse, anticipating
shortness of healthy mind time
and insufficiency of safe body space?
What do you feel you most vulnerably need?
What do you think you most transparently want?
If your deep security
and your wide integrity
are dissonantly dissociated
why not resonance?
And if they, together,
anticipate contented health
of non-contentious wealth,
why peace-making resilience?
Is this life the one you had in mind and body as a child?
When did this that you do to fill your enriching days
and peaceful years
become your impassioned dream?
Or is it your nightmare?
Or something wavering in between?
If so, which parts are closest to your dream
and what were you doing
with whom
and why
as this became your thick sweet nurturing cream?
Were these relationships good passion mentors
inside this morning's wealthy re-gathering you
now re-membering from outside
last night's healthiest view?
How did you get to this day,
this place,
this non-vacation re-engaging vocation?
When did your lonely longing nightmare start?
if it has
and is this something more than fear
of your own shadow dream's
cherished belonging
yet disembodied
loss?
Too late
this one last chance to live
with unmitigated love.
What is that one thing that sets you apart,
that is your unique character imprint?
How is your identity unique from all others amusing now,
or still speaking from the past,
or listening for future's healthiest active wealth?
Sage musing peak communions
And, if your unique dignity is no one thing,
but a constellation of empowering divine attributes,
compassionate characteristics,
amusing co-empathic dreams
defusing fears,
music's rhythmic wisdom,
silent resting aspirations,
cooperative relationships,
co-infested pleasure memories,
nonverbal nonviolent communications,
peace warrior paradoxical miscommunications,
severed unwise discommunions,
then how is any one of those unique to you?
If none is,
after due consideration,
then how are you not part of Me
and all that is inter-religioned
to negative and positive We
traumatized and therapeutic you?
Like Us,
Me/We co-related with Others
apart from Othering
less directly felt within you
as you are
and have been
on back to emergent peaks and valleys
of flowing
open memory,
capacity to win/win reimagine
Our resonantly resilient
EarthMother recreative neurosystems
unconditionally regarding
WakingSelf
as part of DreamingOther
in continuous EarthMother's
eco-womanist circles
and ego-patriarchal lines
Spiraling regenerating cycles
of uniting/universal seasons
and lunar light
empowering just in time
spaciously sufficient reasons.
What do you imagine was that first star memory?
Do you think it was of longing
or belonging,
or somehow both?
anticipated contentment
waiting within anxious contention
inside complex harmonic resolution
wavering toward our near co-passioned future
outside violating revolutions
Daily win/lose evolutions co-arising
in noncontentious
nonverbally contenting
personal waking up
potential pronoia peak elation
not paranoia weak experiences
in deep retiring depression
ReStorying contentment
health informing
positive ionic flow,
nonlanguaged syntax of sequentially reasoned glow,
to know and love nature's wise resolving resolutions
resonance within minds
resiliently embodied without
Do you sometimes feel
unitarian roots below,
more deeply enthymematic
and sacredly panentheistic
than monotheistic
universal crowns above?
Evolution and Revolution
each respectfully growing
Yintegral mind and Yang body
song and dance resolutions,
slow and fast-paced placed momentum
optimizing balanced incoming polymorphic form,
polyculturing grace inflection,
polyphonic bipartisan solutions.
Can you still recognize
dusky memory-wrinkled contentment?
confluently reflowing day
dreaming joyous peaks
and full-moon river valleyed wonder
preflowing polyvagal
co-ecstatic awe.
Could this evening's prime health-culturing balance,
optimize indigenous re-ligion's meaning,
minimizing tomorrow's monoculturally rapacious
Anthro-privileged lonely gleanings?
Severance from bold body engaging wonder,
immortal terror
climaxing revolutionary mind-spirit shock
trusting cosmic panentheistic awe,
unconditionally sacred
pronoia Me/We warm regard.
What does it feel like to reawake
into your bicameral nurturing heart?
This newly unbenighted
cooperatively empowering day?
What do you feel liberating
unitarian first passions
and also conserving least risk to
night-time universal pleasure?
Are this day's relationships
in any way influenced by anticipating
or not
evening's cool outside
yet warm inside
gratitude embrace?
At least not totally given over to worry,
anxiety about our secularized
insufficient shortness
of what had eternally promised
to heal formerly sacred
impassioned singing
and pleasure dancing
dawn light greetings,
mindful meetings...
What does it feel like to wake up
into your repurposed skin?
Your unretiring day?
What do you feel first
most healthy body
and wealthy mind MidWays?
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