Visioning

vision

What’s the vision of the future?
The one we see in dreams,
Details silently appearing, one-by-one,
As we paint the pictures of our lives,
Following the path to paradise,
Long and winding, the end unclear

Yet we feel compelled to keep on moving,
Keep on building,
Keep on visioning
Until the future comes fully into sight,
Created from our own dedication,
Our determination,
Our courage to persevere

For the good of man and beast,
For our very own existence,
The call inside too deep to ignore,
The vision too real to let go

©SpiritLed 2017

Big Dreams

Earth and Sun

Big horizon
Big dreams
Little cries of hopelessness
Against far-off scenes

Dreams so real
Yet seemingly too big
Hope for some humanity
Set against the fires of change

Burning out of control
In the forest of our hearts
Taking whatever is in its path
Cleansing all we think we know

Heat can take down big dreams
If hope does not prevail
Kept safe in the cool waters of faith and love
And the vision of a distant horizon always there

©SpiritLed 2016

Everyday Miracles

Miracles wooden sign with a beach on background

Your busy lives do not preclude
the love from above
and all around

you spend your time searching
for a sign, a vision, a voice
a white feather on the ground

while missing the true angelic display
in the hands and hearts around you,
always seeking something big and bigger

while the small miracles
make their way silently,
while the downtrodden wait
for their moment in the sun

the sun shines on us all
sometimes it takes creativity and faith
to allow the light to permeate
the lost and broken days

the signs you seek
may not always seem miraculous
but they are miracles nonetheless

©SpiritLed 2015

Love’s Intention

A stained glass window: Adam and Eve and the snake in paradise.

I am pure Light
and so you are
together we share our vision
make the world into a new
heaven on earth
usher in a peace
that darkness hid
since the first man and woman
met the apple
and the snake
cast away their innocence
and with it, their god
consumed all the darkness
so that future generations
should seek the light
forgetting our divinity
fighting only for individuality
negating our place in the kingdom
where Love intended
us to be

©SpiritLed 2015

Prayer

Fog with trees and lamp post

Connect me
to some nugget of truth
or insight
that I may record it
for the world to know
that I may spill it
from sacred lips
like a stream ever-flowing

And if the sound still falls
on deaf ears and eyes avert
from the vision in my soul

So then use me as the song
in their hearts
the breath when they
are disconnected
the lonely howl of pain
when the darkness lasts too long

May I be the focal point
of hopeful direction
a calming in the rage
a cooling in the heat

Let my life be a lamp in the fog
starting first with me

©SpiritLed 2014

Becoming a Creator

I took a long rest
A turning inward that started small
But grew to encompass a year or so sabbatical
During which I cloaked myself
In the caterpillar’s cocoon
Unknowing, going in, that change was inevitable
Only enjoying the solitude
The exploration of self
After so many years of living for the world
A short time (in the grand scheme of things)
To live for me

The caterpillar doesn’t realize
When she spins her protective barrier
That her entire makeup
Diminishes
Entirely new life is formed during her rest
And all the while the world goes on

I had a vision
I was on the edge of a ravine
With no end
Only unknown darkness
Those on the far side called, “We’re waiting.”
“Take the step.”
But I was too afraid
I was curious, felt the confines
Of the safety I’d created
But I wasn’t ready
And my uneasiness grew

Have you ever felt like you’re on the precipice,
Building up to a magnificent crescendo,
After which life as you know it
Will never be the same?
My wings were starting to form

The music became faster
The drumbeat more frantic
The tenseness of solitude
Began to nudge me from within
For often solitude becomes a fortress
Serves a purpose for rest and rejuvenation
But can hinder growth and expansion
Solitude became both a soul’s need
And a soul’s barrier
And the rhythm became stronger
Calling me to the next step in the journey

Until the realization came–
Creation is a birthright
The inner soul seeks to express
To use its gifts to affect the world
Shutting off of mind and body
Kills the soul
And with it joy, peace, and love
Contentment, happiness, gratitude, and health
Creation in all its forms brings new life
To a world that once seemed lost
A new message for this time

I’ve escaped my confines,
My self-imposed web of safety
Though I haven’t traveled far yet
The thin veil of freedom is still wrapped
Loosely around me
Drying in the sun
With the mandate to fully open to the world

Fear has taken up residence nearby
Tasked with showing me where I need to grow
Each day I take a step off that ravine
Into a darkness like no other
Each time I emerge with more
From deep inside
The pieces to the puzzle of a lifetime
Laid bare for all–
Raw
Vulnerable
Real

Don’t stand there and let the world happen to you, bending like a tree, subject to the wind.  Become a Creator.

(11-4-12)