When we dare to undertake something new the ashes of our past experiences often cloud our minds,
Whispering within our perspective that we’re not enough for what ’tis we feel called to delve,
We need to anchor our perspectives to our driving element ~ our ‘guiding star’ ~ so it can remind us,
Of our reason ~ our motivation ~ to not leave it collecting dust wherever we happen to this something shelve,
Whilst remembering all our fears/doubts/distractions are all elements upon our paths with purposes paramount…
For amidst the silence of our seemingly relevant doubts ’tis the areas our core’s revealing to us to strengthen,
Even if ’tis just a subtle reminder one need strengthen wavering self-belief within their scattering mind,
Refining ones perception of what they can do as they venture beyond their comforts limits that constantly lengthen,
Allowing themselves the opportunities to thrive rather being entangled in stagnations confining bind,
Long before they’re challenges towards their personal evolution become a mere topic awaiting contemplation.
Hence when ones primal fears arise amongst the lucubration of your rather perfectly constructed plan,
Taking a moment to ponder their relevance to ones situation my be the easiest way to toss the smaller ones in a metaphorical pan,
So one only faces the challenges larger fears tend to construe hence allowing your mind by fearful thoughts to not be too overrun,
Remembering why you set out upon this path can be a great grounding element from whence one began,
Thus easing navigating ones way forth a fragment in the unique way ’tis only possible that you can.
Therefore why every fearful challenge one overcomes becomes a solid step upon ones path to climb,
Enhancing ones journey with inner remembrance on one’s ability to rise with each energetic step,
Supporting ones foundation as they shed the weight of perceived challenging elements in their time,
Quintessentially allowing one to evolve before the next perceptual moment they begin to prep,
Released from the energetic shackles feared in place holding you back within their near debilitating confine.
Furthermore as one’s path spirals expansively from your comfort zone just remember;
No path is ever as perfectly smooth as anyone would like ~ we all stumble over challenging elements,
Thus ‘tis in what style one perceives hence reacts that can make the difference in their adventure,
Evolving rather than retracting always increasing ones eventual likelihood of journals filled with successful toned contents,
And a respectful positive legacy happily passed down gratefully thru generations and descendants.
Poetic Moments
A Poetic Moment Exploring Feelings of Inadequacy in Social Situations
When one enters a room and senses the energy shifting to accommodate their presence,
Even if ’tis only your perception providing a challenge that you need to overcome,
It can still take an enormous element of courage to adjourn through the next step into said situation,
Especially if it feels like the air is solidifying around you irrespective of others creating a subtle conversational hum,
The confidence one embrued before opening the door’s now vanished from ones being leaving them anxiously strung.
Yet taking another step as even the light feels fractured and completely unsure where to land,
Can take almost near all your physical body has energetically reserved to undertake,
Despite your legitimacy for being where you happen to be in the moment whence you stand,
Internally one reels like their entire existence depends on all that’s perceived held at stake,
Mentally leaving one uneasy as you attempt to grapple with guarded thoughts one can’t leave unmanned.
Thus though the ground underfoot holds one steadfast the moment one’s in does not,
One’s mind’s struggling to hold reality in place as thoughts predict outcomes uneasily thwart,
Leaving one to seek secure components that anchor them energetically into the moment they’re sought,
To mimc a grounding element for one to grasp as they venture uneasily onwards a touch less fraught,
Despite external appearances often granting an illusion of them being perfectly confident ’tis usually a mask well wrought.
Hence when one takes their place in social arena’s they can perceive a conversational shift,
Akin others edging their chairs inch by inch further away even if ’tis polar to realities case;
Even in frequented environments amongst those with whom one is close one may still feel a non-existent rift,
As one’s mind wavers through undesired thoughts which start swirling as they search for a solid reality base,
Leaving one flailing at least a moment whilst for the right perspective you’re mind is forcing you to sift.
Yet once one’s energetic balance’s restored spaces often adjust even if you’re actually akin the elephant in the room,
Though future occurrences are likely to require some evolution at least mentally on your part,
Like a well set abundant table setting quietly having one undertaking it’s imminent clearing,
Piece vie piece one can tweak their perspective mindfully to what they believe to be best for themselves ‘fore the next moment shall start.
A Mini Mindful Moment of Rejuvenating with the Beauty of Australian Bushland
If one were to venture into the Australian bush in early springtime one would find,
Near every plant preparing to turn the usually monotone blue grey hues,
Into an epic array of a colourful display ~ not limited to shades of yellow and pink,
But an abundance of white/orange/purple/red and even a delightful element of blues,
To entice and enchant all whom pause long enough to take a fragrant breath and notice.
For once cleansing rain storms clear the dust and winter debris from leaf tip through to roots deep in the soil,
Near invisible flower buds start to abundantly grow ~ at times in greater numbers than the plants have leaves,
Akin ones energetic core being rejuvenated and rippling out into ones physical glow as they toil,
Allowing denser elements to transmute into lighter styles cueing seraphic mental reprieves,
After one’s lucubrated time away throwing balance into too tight a stress fueling coil.
Yet soon these buds have filled to the point they’re overflowing their protective ‘shell’,
Radiating their soon to bloom vibes throughout the bushland announcing spring’s to swell,
Like when one walks into a room uplifting it with their presence energetically cell by cell,
The flora’s enchanting it’s way through blooming enticing many an insect and more with its sweet fragrant smell,
As petal by petal unfurls in an outback and beyond perceptually endless bouquet for early springtimes spell.
Allowing those whom can a decadent time to seraphically enjoy a walk through their display,
Replenishing from ones mind to soul given the moment to acknowledge their bud through bloom,
For one can witness their whole melodramatic cycle in mere metres if they care to mindfully foray,
By tree and under where hidden blossoms on often unnoticed ground covers loom,
Despite needing to stay aware of any young chicks and fauna protective parents are watching play.
‘Till eventually the flowers wilt and fall with the help of a warm yet often gentle evening zephyr,
Floating lackadaisically to the ground below reminding all of our physical being mortality,
Though the bushland will soon again bloom in kind ’tis time to prepare for the summers heat,
To prepare to endure the challenges of our lives after reaping from what we’ve tended through stability,
So we can grow/evolve beyond our current best ~ to bloom with increasing grandeur we’re unable to yet imagine…
A Poetic Moment Pondering Releasing the Mundane to Handle Disruptions with Mindful Focus
We all know those days ~ the ones that shove our schedules epically into the bin,
They’re the ones that shake up our lives in ways we can find rather annoying,
For even when we know in advance of them happening we still can struggle within,
To integrate them seamlessly into our preferred flow of our lifestyles undertow,
Long before even an element of their preparation can remotely be pondered to begin…
Yet try as we might days that throw us off course deter the mundane from stagnating,
Like long awaited road trips that take all day with children trying not to be challenging in the car,
Can have moments ones mind can find rather inspiring even if ’tis only noticed later when contemplating,
How one’s evolved through their handling of chatter and the hum of rubber to roads soon afar,
Despite todo lists screaming in the back of ones mind the whole time of what they’ve at home awaiting lucubrating.
Despite all our known tools and how much we try to apply to take moment by moment,
Surrendering to challenges can be mentally impossible despite seeming a helpless component,
If one cannot turn off their mind to what still awaits their attention when returning to said opponent,
They could miss experiencing what may lie in wait to enhance their entire life within this particular segment,
Leaving them to flail alongside with merely a snippet of potential via a much lighter fragment.
Thus casting one’s unfinished tasks aside when off on an adventure ’tis paramount,
For one to fully align to what their journey is to bless their development with,
Knowing that the divine shall allow tasks completion when they’re supposed to surmount,
As having completed every single possible task before leaving so to clear ones mind is a myth,
As one’s mind can always find an element to replace what’s done often once ones en route…
A Poetic Moment Pondering how Shaping Your Mindset Shapes Your Life
Life, ’tis something too few take a moment to truely ponder,
But something we all usually unknowingly design…
For even those surviving their variant choose their mindset,
Which is where ones unique take on life allows them the ability to refine,
To evolve beyond the confines of the life they’ve been allocated/blessed.
Yet so many perceive themselves trapped within expectations bestowed,
Irrespective it be merely a belief that is probably more than irrelevant,
Sometimes they live their entire lives thinking they’re confined to their abode,
Unable to venture into the world beyond fearing horrific ridicule to be subsequent,
Thus remaining glued to their mundane survival style of life bearing an interesting mental load…
However, another with exactly the same perceived allotment may be seen to live a vibrant life,
Always smiling and taking every element as a blessing to be grateful for ~ even ones bringing strife,
Learning and evolving from their foundations melodiously akin the tune of a well played fife,
Never perceiving their lack for they focus on what prosperity they do have overflowing rife,
Rather than wallowing unnecessarily to throw off their balance along their minds sharpened double bladed knife…
Hence one need strive to check their mindset ‘fore determining their challenges as foretold,
As though not an easy element to adjust with guidance and a solid support ’tis achievable,
What is harder is ones ongoing maintenance for continued balance to not fall but hold,
Keeping ones mind open to learning beyond basics ~ ever expanding ones knowledge whilst remaining stable,
Rather than tumbling back into the defaulting arena of stagnations undesirable mould.
For life tends to not bend to mere faith alone but to what in your mind you believe,
As ’tis not the world that changes for the earth still cycles from seed thru plant to bloom,
Thus ’tis how one perceives the world that ultimately determines how ones life shall flow,
One’s mindset the foundation that designs the quality of that one attracts like a vacuum,
Manifesting exactly what one’s mind energetically intends to procure with infinite accuracy...
A Poetic Reminder to Embrace Divine Surrender in Challenging Times
When our lives seem a little clunky ~ like they’ve gears needing more than oil,
We may find the only path we’ve through ‘tis one of divine surrender,
Trusting the universe can wash us to the other end of our moment of turmoil,
Rather than us forcing our way on ~ undertaking what we believe to be right,
Thus unknowingly lengthening the time we’re astray and hence tightening chaos’s coil…
For whilst lucubrating onwards despite a lack of flow may seem a perfect way to grind,
One’s way through; say, writers block ~ results in words near guaranteed to be less than sublime,
With minimal flow and even less enjoyment to those whom attempt to decipher them in their mind,
Hence it may be best to surrender a moment to allow oneself to recalibrate to their flow for a time,
Before continuing on with ones endeavours so they may unveil energetically seraphically entwined.
As gone are the days of tirelessly hustling from a place of internal disconnect enrage,
Aligned to ones own beat triumphing over burnout as one’s preferred focus ascends the stage,
Fully supported at least energetically and mindfully flowing ideas onto a style of page,
Whilst one crafts their vocational endeavours into our fast evolving world akin a spell a mage,
Rather than stagnating their ever growing cloud of ideas into whatever type it be they’re cage.
And so on one ventures, working in the way they’ve ultimately planned/evolved/ designed,
Be it a job they love or lucubrating away on their own creations ’tis irrelevant if ’tis in alignment,
Allowing one’s life to flow at the pace that can be perceived to near be divinely assigned,
At least illusionarily to all whom view with minimal insight upon what is actually endured,
’Tis harmoniously an exquisite element of ones ever mindful lifestyle that’s easily combined.
A Mini Mindful Moment Embracing Serenity through Relaxing in Nature
Envision in your mind a groves clearing ~ serene, untouched, seraphic.
With trees too thick to walk through and blooming,
Creating a delicate, earthy, sweet element for ones senses…
The ground you see yourself standing upon ’tis covered in leaf litter,
Creating a dangerous element if one were to completely lower their defences.
Irrespective this thought breathe deeply ~ invite the breath to reach deep within,
Energetically clearing debris from your body as you ground yourself in this spot,
Birds singing nearby providing a melodic aspect as this meditative moment shall begin,
Resetting one’s mind to a place of calm ~ relieving unnecessary densities that thwart,
At least until ones day prevails thus take a slow sip of your favourite beverage and mentally relax for a moment herein…
Notice the trees: the texture of their bark, the flexible strength with which they stand,
How they’ve adapted to their location in a way they can thrive in complement to the land,
Standing tall enough to provide space for an abundance of others akin to supportively holding ones hand,
Protecting the younger whom seem to giggle at the prospect of a proud future far from bland,
As they grow and strengthen their place the deeper their roots delve into the sand…
Like the trees we too must allow our energetic tendrils to spiral out,
Finding their way through the plethora of debris and others to secure our place,
Deeply entwined within the energetic elements of our stunning mother earth we need maintain a route,
Ensuring we’re grounded as we flow through each moment at a divinely timed pace,
Connected in a balanced, aligning way that’s increasingly freeing our path from doubt.
Hence as one’s relaxing moment grounding here amongst the trees draws to a close,
Ensure you’ve noted how you’re feeling ~ the weight of your hair that tangles as the breeze blows,
How your breath cools your nose/throat/deep into your lungs and how your spine may tingle,
The positioning of your stance whilst your legs hold you ~ strong and flexible much like the trees trunks,
Whilst you note the sound of the leaves and twigs you crunch underfoot with every step you mingle.
A Poetic Moment on Navigating Life’s Detours to Return to Vocational Endeavours
When we’ve truely found our aligned vocation life can shove it aside,
For any amount of time and we can pick it back up with relative ease,
Like we’ve not taken an extended moment away from it’s lucubration,
Whilst another element of our lives demands the majority of our attention,
Until we can return to our curated flow after a touch of personal recalibration.
As the time we believe we’ve lost isn’t wasted ~ ‘tis a detour to gain life experience and wisdom,
To evolve our vocational endeavours into more than they’ve ever been able to be before,
And although in the moment we may be worrying that we’re not allotting them necessities to become,
We’re actually at least subconsciously gaining additional inspiration for our creations galore,
Allowing us when we return to our lucubrating to retune our efforts with a sweeter toned strum,
For whilst we may be under the illusion that our flow may seem to be misplaced for a time,
The melody of all we’ve previously created remains ~ like background music to life sublime,
Throughout each moment we venture be it overly challenging or flowing ajar in a seraphic rhyme,
Our abilities tend to often only grow and evolve into something greater as we continue to climb,
Irrespective of our perception on when we think we’ve hit the pinnacle of our projections prime.
So when life throws one’s flow off course remember this ~ even stars appear to loose their way,
When cloaked from our view behind clouds and when the sun shines ever bright,
Yet they always return to our perception shining seemingly brighter once obstructions cease to play,
Twinkling away at their own vocation whilst inspiring many spontaneously with their light,
Effortlessly enchanting us with a reminder that even after the darkest storm passes all can still be okay.
Thus life may wander but the thread between our vocational gifts and our days flow never snaps,
It just stretches and simmers awaiting our eventual return ~ cracking yet somehow rarely actually breaking,
‘Till we find a way to follow it’s path again in sync with all that vies for time in our overflowing day,
Balancing akin an elephant on a spiders web, often teetering though unfailing our destined return,
For all aligned with our inner core stays true to our being ~ forever awaiting its moment to join in life’s foray.
A Poetic Moment Pondering how Unseen Daily Habits can Enhance Your Life’s Quality
Daily writing prompt
What daily habit do you do that improves your quality of life?
When we find our vocational efforts flailing,
And the flow to our days scattering askew,
We need to explore within ourselves and our plans to find,
The exact elements that need realigning or adjusting,
To relieve us from our malfunctioning/disconnected bind…
As sometimes ’tis not what we’re attempting to achieve,
That is fragmented or misaligned to our core deep within,
But another element throwing our flow off via it’s energetic ripple,
Hence it may simply be akin to not switching off the tv the moment needed for the next days win,
Or not taking a replenishing moment for your body/soul/mind that throws ones future into a quibble.
Thus why ’tis paramount one listens to themselves ~ listens to what their body is telling them,
For ’tis too often from what we initially ignore that flailing elements creating our unbalance stem,
As even something seemingly irrelevant to manifesting our long term goals the size of an em,
Can quintessentially throw our ability to successfully lucubrate seraphically epically into mayhem,
Outing our ability to create even our most aligned endeavours into a magnificent gem.
Therefore once one unveils the faltering element efforts to realign it should be swiftly sought,
For the longer it’s astray the greater the challenges one shall face from the resulting disconnection,
As every passing moment it causes deeper energetic rifts which eventually filter into one’s physical,
Irrespective ones current ability to cast a regular late yet enjoyable night with others into mental deflection,
At some point in one’s future it shall have evolved into something possibly debilitating and quizzical.
So if one’s balance is askew and the obvious answers aren’t the elements befogging your desired flow,
Perhaps ’tis time to look deeper into regular unacknowledged near unconscious habits unseen,
For they may just be withholding the debris creating misaligned energetic disconnection that’s fraught,
Throwing off everything one attempts with their spiralling splinters aggravating wounds,
Until they’re discovered/abolished/realigned and one’s healed from the initially harmless affects they’ve wrought.
A Poetic Moment Exploring the Enchantment of the Australian Outback
Orange red dirt, huge red/grey roos, epic sunsets and vast usually clear blue skies,
They’re the Australian Outbacks well known signature image…
Yet beyond the flies and heat ’tis where a certain type of magick lies,
In the deep thick bushland areas that should be revered by all whom venture,
An easily deadly though enchanting location where it’s best to learn ways to be ‘bush wise’…
For ’tis a place abundant with delicately designed flora though it is often well hidden,
It’s ability to survive inspires a touch of strength within all whom happen to notice it,
Amongst the often blue grey blur of varying gum/gidgee/mulga and wilga trees which then,
Shelter not just fauna but vines and colourful flowers one often cannot even notice without a near hyper wit!
With natural glade style clearings and often moss creating a delightful element of zen.
Despite the remote element that makes venturing anywhere an often disconnected road trip,
For most phones struggle to even grasp a fragment of signal without some sort of bolstering equip,
Yet whilst one never sets out to race the likes of emu’s on a dusty roads straight strip,
’Tis always an adventurous quest that tends to strengthen the stability of every relationship,
Especially the one with your own mind as the hum of machine blends with one’s thoughts conscious grip…
And although there may be often dust in the air ~ and on that note everywhere else too,
Being able breathe and work amongst the near undisturbed dawn chorus each morn is such a treat!
Even when the cockatoos drown out the melodies of the other birds with their rather screechy cue,
’Tis nothing short of inspiring when the sunlights warm yet still gentle and the breeze wisps light and sweet,
Whilst the plants sparkle gently as they’re still covered in a touch of frost or the remaining early morn’s dew…
There’s often flocks of colourful inch tall finches and wrens flitting through the denser bush,
Their delicate song delighting all nearby whom are lucky enough to hear,
For whilst common they can be elusive even when they contrast plants like saltbush,
They do love spending a hot evening moment under a backyard sprinkler when they know they’ve little to fear,
And can be a spectacular sight on a bushwalk providing the desert myrtle’s kept clear of one’s tush!