Intuiting Poems - Poems about Intuiting

...Over the pond’s lilies’ leaves, morning dew settles glistening sleeves — a covering to compliment the green, a translucent, hint-of-blue ~ from a quivering mist hanging, hushing everything, so......

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...MindBody notices feelings EgoMe-EcoWe deign ordain to listen sacredly inside And consider speaking up kindly and calmly outside about how I feel +Healthy=InterDependently Wealthy original e......

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... What is this strange place we find ourselves in Enmeshed by desires, mind battles we wage We’re trapped in the open, yet free within Solitude calms not deafening thought din Toro......

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... 18.28 “Beyond stillness, beyond distraction, the great soul thinks nothing of liberation or bondage Having seen the universe is void-- even though it seems to exist-- he is G......

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...Mind Dance I hear you calling me I feel you on the wind Playing with my hair Grazing my cheek With kiss’s shadow Upon your distant shores Perched on craggy rocks Upon sunlit parched cliff......

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...Ramana’s inquiry: Who am I? Where ‘I’ eternal, not merely mind-body Nor fleeting, fickle emotions that make us sigh Where then lies fulcrum of consciousness immediacy Beginning with th......

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...before we amble muse upon the preamble that entity ascension seeking is encased in mind body matrix limiting we have for engagement two polarities external turbidity internal serenity......

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...English onomatopoeic words tick tock does punctuate... audiological "second" associated with ordinary soundlessness Second of time not decided arbitrarily, but... Under International System of......

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...Self confident I would feel inconvenient to be dead, Yet relieved in freedom from trimming toe and finger nails and receding hair advancing down wrinkling neck and softing shoulders. Alt......

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...Trying To Access Mine Excel Lent... Pow War Full Pointed Outlook As I ponder what to write today august thirtieth two thousand eighteen, thy ploy doth in vite a gamut of spontaneou......

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...Bill Plotkin's indigenously wild adolescent Red South lies co-arisingly inclusive with Green WiseElder North. This speaks to me of Western responsible adults who behaved preGreat Transitional......

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...WHEN THE TIME COMES TAI Time is timeless as it floats gently in impermanence pasts presents and futures blend inter-mingle wave it’s rapture’s melodies and pastel pastures lush and luscious rhy......

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...On a rural Pequot River, with steady New England flow toward Long Island's warming Sound Then on and out, whispering drowned memories of Atlantis Slumbering on eastern bank, surrounded by......

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...Three wasps or hornets (I'm not clear) Once stung my brother in his ear. In memory, I hear his cries Of shock and pain and pure surprise. A horde of moms wiped off the blood And slathered on a......

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...Earth's diverse Trees of Tribes mentor ecotherapy with me, EcoWe, echoing sighing resonant waves of wisdom surfing through lunar waxing-waning freedoms of humanly divine burning nuclear bushes. ......

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