Coffee in hand, keyboard at the ready ~ music chosen to complement the piece intended,
Sounds sacred currents transforming ordinary moments into an inspirational ritual,
Guiding fingers across one’s keyboard as they reveal a creation entwining thought to physical,
In a way often unthought as ’tis nothing other than a seraphic moment habitual,
Awakening ones soul into energetic alignment with the rhythm of ones style of creation unique,
Opening then holding space for divine whispers of keyboards quiet tapping to flow in a way instinctual…
For while ever the melodic vibrations entice ones focus away from distraction,
Weaving their elemental beats thru the words you’re crafting into alignment,
’Tis impossible for them to stray too far into the realm of disconnected compaction,
Irrespective of their needing probably more than a lackadaisical touch of refinement,
With their ability to remind one of a weird style of alphabetised yet artistic abstraction,
Nonetheless the music brings ones mind a moment of meditative clarity ~ dissolving your consciouses confinement.
Thus the sound of ones choice of music to lucubrate to doesn’t just fill silences void,
It eradicates any walls of mental debris blocking creations manifestation centroid,
Allowing a perceived effortlessness to embrue into the flow of words onto ones page being deployed,
And the seraphic atmosphere shielding one from anything agitating that can spark one to annoyed,
So that ones original words bestow a special type of purity to subtly be energetically enjoyed,
Rather than a fiery polar variant that one would probably prefer destroyed…
Hence when one finds themselves next caught working between breath and beat,
With a melody motivating their memory to remind them of their divine ability to flow,
Vanish into the sound ~ just surrender ~ energetically align to it’s guidance through your vocational feat,
And you may happen to be surprised at what the combination of tune and your unique creativity can have in stow,
When entwined in an enchanting balance quintessentially forging away into reality ‘till complete,
Eventually manifesting beyond imagination courtesy of the rhythms hidden energetic hum in the undertow.
Poetic Moments
A Poetic Moment Pondering how Letting Go of Rigid Plans can Allow One to Embrace Life’s Flow
Sometimes the best thing one can do is to not try and follow their plans,
But to actually flow through moment by moment as they come to parlay,
As when we get caught up trying to stick to plans that just don’t align,
We may never manifest that which we desire most into our realities foray,
Burning ourselves out in attempts that should never have been part of our lives,
Wasting time that we should have spent enjoying thriving in a seraphic kind of way.
For what if the path you’ve planned for your days isn’t meant for your souls direction?
Thus leaving you flailing ~ disconnected in a realm of chaos inducing overwhelm,
Constantly doing what everyone says is how you should be focusing your action,
Rather than flowing more aligned to your core allowing your divine soul to guide your helm,
Dissolving what’s blocking you ~ that which holds you in styles of restrictive compaction,
Allowing you to evolve and grow with the challenges around you akin to a strong standing elm.
Hence when we’re befogging our souls purpose by chasing others dreams that leave our footprints in mere sand,
Rather than creating our own core something solidifying our legacy in stone with our own hand,
Knowing we are the only ones whom can choose to either be attending another’s fire well manned,
Or transcending our own blockade of limiting beliefs engrained deep within and thus for ourselves making a stand,
Propelling our lives to rise from thoughts to reality whilst ensuring one stays grounded to the land,
Strengthening our place in our world so our inner energetic phoenix may rise amongst flames epically fanned!
As when we silence the guidance from our core selves inner compass are we really living our own life’s journey?
Or are we just human’s living the life of a robot sans the primarily metal components?
For if we’re just going through the motions of the mundane default we believe we’re supposed to with very little glee,
Why are we not transforming our experiences to be more enjoyably fulfilling moments,
Instead of enduring/merely surviving in a disconnected state that makes our soul hide and flee,
Shouldn’t we all be creating lives we want to wake up each morn to and live life as our best proponents!
For when one is flowing through life surrendering to their inner core’s aligned guidance,
From a connected place where true peace reigns rippling from within your mind outwards,
Forced plans finding themselves thrown dramatically aside making room for intuitions compilation,
Through overhauling what you thought your life should be like ~ which all our minds grasp in shards,
‘Till one allows themselves to release the remnants that hold them securely in their contractive grasp,
Where clunky plans vanish and a tidal flow of divine newness crashes through ones challenges in a magical way that beautifully bombards!
A Poetic Moment Pondering How Focused Activities Change Our Perception of Time
When one becomes one with the task they’re undertaking completely in a moment,
Hours can dissolve into perceived minutes through ones perspective,
An entire day vanishing in what seems like a single brushstroke,
Only to be discovered when the suns set creating thoughts deflective,
Triggering a new moment of introspection to unveil ones progress in time unseen,
Filled with satisfying achievements rather than a stolen day of procrastinations reflective.
For time doesn’t pass us by ~ we can just become focused to the point we don’t see it leave,
Each breath becoming a progressive element swallowing a moment that can last all day,
‘Till something jolts us from our entranced focus forcing us to take a reprieve,
However when ’tis a creations completion bringing a natural ending to a moment in a timeless foray,
’Tis bittersweet to have finalised the creation through to the point you probably struggled to even believe,
Would be possible in moments you’ve productively procrastinated away before diving meditatively into it’s parlay.
As when in the middle of doing something we truely enjoy our mind vanishes,
Into a state where nothing but our task exists ~ the clock/phone/thoughts/distractions ~ them it just banishes,
Thus whilst the clocks hands may move; focus and silence pause ones perception of time ~ bringing an array of advantages,
Allowing us a moment for seraphic lucubration to evolve through the way it establishes,
Our mental focus akin to a hot laser on a point it burns and eventually ravages,
Until it quintessentially finds it’s completion ~ irrespective it be by force or otherwise finishes.
For when we give all of our focus to our tasks with no notice of the clocks ticking ~ just our motion,
The world around us may be cycling through its day like nothing is ajar,
Yet we’re flowing mind and body at one in a moment with complete mental devotion,
Creating our current masterpiece ~ weaving it into reality for those afar,
Unaware of anything outside our unintended bubble of quiescence deflecting commotion,
Akin to creating it not in our current location but isolated from all on a distant star...
Thus when we’re so deep in a task that we only come up for breath when the sun makes way for night,
Once hot beverages finding the sink and bright eyed children demanding a snack,
We know we’re in a divine place of alignment both within ourselves and what we ripple to the world,
In a seraphic flow seemingly designed just for us where nothing we need is in lack,
For all can be perceived as perfectly where ’tis supposed to be in any given moment,
Whilst one ventures onwards through their poetic lifestyle energetically on track.
A Poetic Moment Exploring the Connection Between Music and Soul Healing
What if ones favourite song isn’t the one loved most consciously,
But the one that resonates vibrationally deep with ones core?
For have you noticed how your favourite song changes ~ before you notice you do?
And how ones favourite genre even has the tendency to match the sound frequency your soul needs you to adore,
Near like its tuning ones being into evolving in greater alignment through subconsciously guiding our preferences,
Before our conscious minds get a chance to even acknowledge the evolutionary possibilities in store.
Thus perhaps we don’t even hear any more than the chords that align with what our soul shall require?
Rather than the whole song that our mind believes to be of our conscious desire,
As often one can listen to a song and hear elements before that were to them unknown,
Whilst older fragments to ones mental void seem to have disintegrated/flown,
Allowing one to only experience parts needed according to their aligning resonance,
Orchestrating a beautiful energetic flow between the sound waves and ones physical thru cores stance.
Or maybe our musical preferences aren’t what any part of us likes at all,
Maybe it’s what refracts back in the moments when it seems no one else listens,
Soothing the elements within us that are tortured in some way thus softening our fall,
Enhancing healing throughout our beings with it’s vibrational tones not always heard,
Replenishing us energetically and mentally to thrive confidently aligned to our inner self’s call,
Providing one with a style of support they can get from nowhere else...
Hence it may be irrelevant if you loved soft rock or pop music as a teen,
If ones tastes seem to have abandoned them now for classical leaving old favourites unseen,
Perhaps ’tis a case that you no longer need the faster beats to bolster your mind,
But the more soothing notes to ease the intensity of chaos to bring a moment of balance in kind...
Thus making ones preference in music a vibrational antidote for what you’re lacking in your inner world,
Allowing you to venture through your day with greater alignment unfurled.
A Poetic Moment Pondering The Importance of Listening to Ones Subconscious Needs
Desire, ’tis but our perception of a need often dictated by our subconscious,
Our perspective mixed with core requirements akin to wearing rose tinted glasses,
Too often swayed by what we believe to be what we’re allowed,
As so many struggle to listen to their inner voices passes,
Squashing it with believed societal rules near always irrelevant.
For when one is contemplating say buying a perceived expensive lotion,
But in their mind is a monotone ‘what about your budget/kids need new somethings/have you washed the door?’
And perhaps an; ’Others will think your selfish/neglectful for buying yourself such a potion!’
Whilst the reality is it’s highly unlikely any other soul actually cares what cream you adore,
Our minds still filter it through an unnecessary array of conscious commotion.
Thus whilst ones need in this example may be needing a balm for dry skin,
’Tis transferrable to anything one needs going through such a mental din,
Pondering if something that should be any easy it is needed let it win,
Is unnecessarily severing away at ones connection to their core voice within,
Which has the potential to ripple into allowing an abundance of disconnection challenges to begin.
As the more we don’t listen to our own voice the less we can hear it’s spin,
Loosing guidance not just on needs but warnings that can support our very survival,
For the voice of our core selves is akin to being our compass guiding our life from within,
Thus each moment we shush it with conflicting thoughts results in another severed thread to it needing revival,
And each one we don’t repair with haste leaves us with less to turn to when we try to listen therein…
However, there seems a part of our core’s always awaiting our return like a beacon,
The moment we decide to reconnect being it’s element of hope to grasp for fuel,
Despite knowing the longer it takes to commence the longer it takes to heal ones soul,
And that the process can be perceived at times as an epic internal duel,
The seraphic lifestyle once realigned and connected to one's core though delicate is never not worth the plight.
A Poetic Moment Pondering How to Dissolve Task Overwhelm for Better Focus and Mental Ease
Think of all those things you wish you could get done in each day,
That regardless how hard you try you cannot get to function the way they’re ‘supposed to’?
Whilst most have a lot ’tis not a case of ‘how to fit them in’ that this is about,
As there’s already plenty on that note in an abundance of variations to embrue,
From time management to habit support etc. the options are near endless,
But what to do with what we can’t fit in? That is what we shall be now pondering through.
For these tasks don’t just stay on to-do lists waiting their turn to be done,
They weigh on us energetically which if never released can eventually evolve into physical dramas,
Adding to our stresses and wearing away at our stamina to endure ‘till once easy things are no fun,
Slowly creating a plethora of mental/physical and energetic styles of traumas,
Which tends to grow deeper into ones being each unchecked moment once their unravelling has begun,
Until you’re needing others to care for you/an entire retreat to heal or worse all stuck in clothes like pyjamas…
However, like most things, there’s usually a simple way to tend to tasks yet completed,
So we may continue on with our high vibration strong and undefeated,
Through the process of releasing them ~ letting the energetic weight of them go as if deleted,
Which is rather super easy once mastered to be at any needed moment repeated,
Simply bring that you want to release into the forefront of your mind to be treated,
Ponder it’s weight like a rock that if held too long would make one rather depleted…
Then visualise the rock of said task being dissolved at the edges as if ’tis dropped in water and effervescent,
Fizzing and bubbling away from it’s outside to centre ’till fully dissolved,
Then closing your eyes if they’re not and imagining pouring the dissolved task down a drain is the next component,
‘Fore taking a few replenishing breaths to blow away any debris still unresolved,
And making like a tree with energetic visualised roots winding deep into earth as a grounding element,
Then returning to what you can in this next moment ~ a tad lighter knowing the weight of what you truely cannot do today is solved.
Now whilst at some point you may HAVE to do said thing you can’t fit in today,
With practise this technique shall effectively weaken it bearing a heavy load upon your mind,
Allowing you to stress about it only when it’s moment to be undertaken actually arises,
Rather than twisting you more than energetically into a horribly messy bind,
Thus making space for one to focus on the task they have to prioritise and do right now,
Even if it’s just making a mindful cup of tea, smiling to oneself and remembering to be kind.
A Poetic Moment of Reflection: Navigating the Educational Chaos of Guiding Three Boys Learning via Distance Education
As the roos find their spot to go to sleep for the morn,
’Tis time not for rushing out the door with one shoe untied before the bus drives away,
But time to tune in ~ not just to whichever teacher’s online but to the rhythm of each other,
For when you’ve a schoolroom with preschool, upper primary and high school boys going about their day,
And you’re the one guiding all three ensuring all learn to their potential,
It can be an amazing bundle of fun! Though not without challenges that can easily throw everything epically astray;
For all may be harmoniously blissful of a morn whilst everyone’s simultaneously learning a form of literacy,
However, even noise cancelling headphones struggle to eliminate distractions for a pre-teen participating in an online class…
When say an enthusiastic preschooler delves into craft whilst a teen learns to play ukulele…
Making an element of self-awareness and being extra considerate of each other becoming an essential added lesson not to bypass,
Evolving the resilience levels of all so their focus wavers from their task at hand minimally,
Until such moments ease into a needed break to recalibrate ‘fore into a more seraphic lesson combination they surpass.
Though when your classroom is at home with gumtrees and emus out the window,
Flexibility to flow and adjust in alignment with expectations ’tis a necessary skill to bestow,
So when side quests/life/sibling events take learning out into the world there’s minimal impact to educational flow…
Allowing a greater chance for all to participate in school based events without throwing others into productivities undertow,
As when classes from alternate locations ~ often in the car ~ become a normal way for adventures to go,
Lessons find themselves set up in interesting ways with clipboards, laptops and bare necessities in tow.
Thus since setting up our original schoolroom amidst the first covid lockdown,
We’ve rarely had a day one could label boring/overly lackadaisical or mundane,
For someone is always creating an element even amidst the craziest challenges to dissolve a frown,
Without jolting goals off-course or adding to stresses prominent strain,
Often bringing all back into alignments zen with an observation creating a rippling lown,
So all can achieve their days tasks irrespective of aspects like tech glitches adding a splash of mental pain.
As even if it’s a day where you’re the one bouncing from reinforcing an alphabet recital to supporting a PDHPE lesson online to assisting a teen with algebraic fractions,
If in a schoolroom of your own creation with your kids all day is where you find you’re in your element,
Chances are like me you enjoy the harmonised chaos that allows you to constantly witness your children learning new ways to thrive,
In spite of the moments you may think your perception of fun is more than slightly bent,
’Tis truely an experience that has an enchanting aspect that cannot be denied even when the wildlife try to join in sports outside,
Thus for those whom can whilst raising their offspring in the dusty Australian Outback ~ guiding them through distance education is always time well spent.
Hence for all whom think they need it: my probably controversial words of wisdom on this quest to educate ones children are as follows;
Whilst you may be a mum with a moderately reliable modem trying to guide your children’s education from the schoolroom at home/dining table/van/car,
’Tis essential you find YOUR FLOW ~ don’t stress about following timetables but create and manifest manageable DALIY GOALS,
In the end ensuring each child has a one on one session each day is more important than a strict 9-3 by far,
For whilst it may take your time in the schoolroom to exceeding say 10 hours a day,
It supports them through any aspects they’re struggling with so they can academically shine like the star you believe they are!
And Remember: We may not always climb the way others understand or design; but if we’ve the resilience to try enough, we can find our own way to the top; and as tomorrow is a new day full of endless possibilities ~ release your tensions lingering from today and recalibrate your perspective so you can start tomorrow morn afresh! 🙂
A Poetic Moment Contemplating Transforming Your Life with the Quiet Thread of Spiritual Awareness
In our world increasingly obsessed with constant productivity and performance many have forgotten the quiet whisper of our souls,
As from the first electronic orchestral decibel of our morning alarms we robotically rise from our comfortable beds,
Chasing the most we can from each moment in time ~ seeking meaning in unread often meaningless emails and endless scrolls.
Amongst an overstimulating rush of notifications and endless to-do lists which leave many of us sensing something missing ~ like an invisible thread once connecting us to a deeper element…
For somewhere between the near never-ending buzzing of notifications/the echo of our own footsteps and forever revolving roles,
Often hums a silent question in the abyss of our thoughts:
“Is this mundane chaos really all there is to this life?”
Surely we were not born to just produce/perform/prove ourselves and repeat.
Thus why weaving spirituality into the flow of ones daily routine isn't just a practice from ancient wisdoms song,
’Tis an essential element to the design of ones seraphic modern lifestyles path to lasting peace/purpose/power,
Creating space amongst the chaos for our connection and alignment to flow in a way we resonate hence belong,
From a part of us that is older than any ambition ~ quieter than any possible fear one may cower,
Truer than any title one can obtain that’s constantly being frayed by modern life’s hectic spiral strong,
The element needed for one to bloom from their core akin to the most fragrant and stunning flower.
Yet what if the spiritual peace we crave isn't found in doing more but in being more mindfully aware?
Maybe it be speaking in sighs between meetings ~ In speckled rays of warm sunlight slipping through a window enticing you a moment to stare,
Perhaps ’tis hiding in the stillness after your last word has been spoken for the day whilst your thoughts fade their tendency to compare.
For from my perspective spirituality shan’t be ones escape rather the resounding energetic return to your core’s alignment even if for a moment rare,
Returning you to presence. To pulse. To purpose. To awakening ALL your senses. To consciously becoming more aware…
Subsequently ones spiritual practise can start being uncovered simply with the breath you remember to acknowledge,
The walk you take without a podcast. The prayer you whisper to no one yet know in your heart is heard by all.
For not all spiritual practises are reserved for sacred churches/temples or mountaintops quiescent ledge,
Quintessentially ’tis the quiet force that can transform our lifestyles flow into a path of purpose/resilience/inner clarity ~ supporting one despite the chaos to stay standing seraphically tall,
As you don’t always need a building to remember and align to who you actually are within your core ~ just your mind and an adjustment in your perspectives pledge,
Essentially energetically you’re body is your own personal sacred place whilst your mind has the needed ability for the conscious element of any chosen ritual…
For ones sacred flame within may dull but always refuse to go out completely no matter how loud or insane the world perceived beyond becomes.
Thus just take a moment {irrelevant how short} to pause. Allow your soul a chance to speak the divine energetic language in silence.
Let your lifestyle become one more of aligned meditative flow rather than of disconnected distance from the world ~ with a deep, connected, fearless immersion in it.
Infusing your unique variant of spirituality into your daily life through an ever evolving practise of reconnecting and further aligning with your inner worlds substance,
Which however, might just be the most revolutionary act in this increasingly disconnected age of constant distraction,
Because ultimately, others remember your energy ~ the way you shine ~ enlightening/guiding them towards realigning hence thriving with their own inner divinity throughout life’s dance.
A Poetic Moment Pondering Enchanting One’s Perspective of Daily Mindful Self-Care Practices to Restore Balance
What if ones quiet moments are more than ones escape to replenish?
What if they’re rebellious acts in a demanding world where burn out claims many trying to survive?
Filled with rituals casting spells that give you the strength to endure what you’re far from designed to,
With potions that ignite the senses in a way that allows connection to yourself and bliss to derive,
Whilst enhancing your ability to flow through overwhelming situations in a way seemingly seraphic,
Empowering onlookers to enchant their own slower styles of perceived chaotic with at least an illusionary way to thrive.
For when one lights an evening candle with an intentional thought/wish/prayer,
It brings focus to ones mind and adds to ones ability to manifest with repetition,
Dragging your concentration into alignment with your desires whilst paving a moment of mental self care,
Relieving ones mind from the days abundance of chaotic overstimulating competition,
In a seraphic peiskos style which energetically strengthens the longer into a flame you stare,
Quintessentially aligning you with a freshly cleansed path of connection to ones cores intuition.
Whilst an aromatic cup of tea can turn our rushing world into a slower motion,
Every replenishing sip becoming a revolution of quiescences mindful pause,
Infusing your senses with unique physical and energetic vibrational therapeutics to relieve the grasp of any commotion,
Each scent filled breath cleansing away debris that blocks your flow and abhors,
Thus when ’tis a daily ritual undertaken with intention ~ apart of ones lifestyle designs component of self devotion,
It can be mindfully soothing for your fried nervous system allowing your entire being time to relax and hence restores.
However self-care isn’t always a still moment cultivating inner piece in quiescence,
Some find their moment in the roar of a motor or the invigorating gallop of a horse in nature to be,
Whilst creatives often find meditative qualities in their art forms flow;
Discovering what works for you is a quest that may be inspired by others but ’tis always yours uniquely,
Entwined only in ways that work in alignment for your specific style of life,
Becoming ultimately easier when your passions ignite through your inner healing work creating days less chaotic in perspective thus free.
A Poetic Mindful Moment of Letting Go Through Enhancing Your Healing Journey with Fire
When ones past no longer serves them ’tis time to release it into the void for transformation,
From the silent scattering of embers glowing in the darkness of ones often overloaded mind,
Creating space to ignite ones healing so one can gain an element of seraphic inner peace,
Though it can be an extensive process that may hurt at times requiring one to be extra kind,
’Tis far from a solo healing moment and complete ~ more a self care ritual to bring into ones flow for a time,
As with each breath one ventures deeper becoming freer from the unaligned that hauntingly remind...
Thus as one lights a match to create their flame in which to cast the fragments held within that energetically decay,
Each flame fuelled all the further with each thread one selects to burn,
‘Till the warmth reaches clear to ones core ~ energetically cleansing whilst you stay,
Watching each orange toned spark rise cooling to ash in the air holding enchantment by each swirl and turn,
Symbolic of each element you release to the flames crackling variant of soiree,
Freeing you fragment by fragment from the no longer resonant unaligned which hold nothing more for one to learn.
Hence be thy flame a candle/campfire or visualised within your mind,
Breathe. Let the flames incinerate all that no longer serves you ~ let it burn away their bind,
‘Till you reach the balancing moment the fire’s warmth to ones core has divined,
Energetically transmuting all you release to a more aligned variant to remind,
When reminiscent of the highlights of which constantly are falling further behind,
Lessons learned now applied habits or memories forming ones foundations
on which you’ve dined...
For in the seraphic dance of the flame one can ponder that which only fire can whisper,
As it speaks in energetic tongues of light that need one to surrender a moment to hear,
Each practice clearing further ones path to being a more aligned and talented listener,
Allowing one quintessential elements to energetically design a lifestyle for yourself that only you can steer,
However only through first releasing/burning away all that’s unaligned to your core’s signature,
Can one be freed from past elements enough to live a style of life you can truely endear…
Thus let the flames burn said debris so your soul can be unveiled and shine,
Leave your dense contractive past in the ashes and journaled in diaries lined,
Declare that the ancient element of flame can transmute your unnecessary energetic array that holds you from being your self,
So that you can to aspects polar to your desires be just a touch less entwined,
Flowing through future moments in a way that’s divinely grounded yet connected,
Free from past disconnections. Cleansed of energetic debris. Mentally replenished and aligned.