The days may often seem overly chaotic when one is disconnected in their life’s throws, Yet with a mere moment one can reconnect and create a flow to their mundane, Harmonising the chaos and creating a more seraphic lackadaisical illusion, Even though to the unknowing eye everything one may be enduring is still the exact same…
For ’tis purely a case of evolving your energetic alignment and perspective, Though it will take a fragment of time to fully align into ones everyday, One will feel it long before it can be seen in their physical and by others when reflective, Yet once one masters it ~ it will certainly be an element rather easy to have stay.
As when one has concreted the habits of self-mastery into ones lifestyle, Even in challenging times of disconnect they shall return with greater ease in a brief while, For one’s energetic paths once sturdy can guide ones realignment through energetic reconcile, Restoring balance and harmonising chaos from within ones inner domicile.
Thus while lucubrating through learning and implementing ones path to self-mastership, Remember one will always have moments where one feels they’re a farce, Though it may only be a human element for one to let challenges now and again have you trip, Knowing one can rise and restore to beyond ones highest physical self's ability can support ones doubts to swiftly pass.
So with knowledge in a growing abundance and a curious thought on ones side, Perhaps ’tis a resonant time for one to venture onwards upon ones transformative quest, Through a guided moment of mindful quiescence like the array upon The Poetic Life 2.0, In ones seraphic location of choice with beverage and journal at hand as into ones mastery your mind can rest.
Ever wake up in the morning with thoughts from the day before still weighing upon your mind? They’re not thoughts of something you need to do or dreams you wish to create, But memories and trivia irrelevant to your current moment and future, Elements you wish you could release from your conscious mind’s debate…
They weigh you down both mentally and physically drain you too, Thus releasing them to the void to transform into something more constructive, ’Tis ideal not just for you but it also allows them to become something anew, As once released both gain the space for evolution rather than overloading ‘till both are reductive…
Hence the importance of energetically releasing all that serves your core self no purpose, It can wear you down and wreak havoc on ones ability to even function far below the surface, Festering away at one energetically like an item burning ‘till ashes in a furnace, Rather than the perceived innocent random thought that simply leaves ones mind a near never ending circus.
Thus one need when a thought persistently arrises in ones conscious mind, Take a moment to ponder its reason ~ is it useful? What support/lesson/healing could it be here to evoke? If this is unanswerable then ’tis time to acknowledge the elements releasing and severing of its connection in kind, Knowing if left too long irrelevant only to contraction both shall be energetically weakened ‘till broke.
Yet whilst knowing the importance of energetically releasing elements from ones mind, ’Tis in theory an ideal route allowing one to gain freedom and greater focus, Often in the moment needed we tend to flail at how to effectively execute this process, Or see these thoughts as normal and the methods release no more than unnecessary hocus-pocus…
Welcome to a poetically mediative moment by a campfire energetically within…
‘Fore we delve in, let us take three deep slow breaths; in… and out, again in… and out… now once more in… and out, As we settle ourselves into an energetic state where we can connect, Aligning ourselves to whatever it is we need from that which is to follow through this subject.
However, to trigger the full effects that this moment may bring, Close your eyes and thrice repeat the following:
I am now open to receiving all I need within this moment.
I am now open to receiving all I need within this moment.
I am now open to receiving all I need within this moment.
Now as one’s connected to the subtleties this piece contains, Which in this moment happens to include a kundalini reiki cleansing component, Allow me to be your guide on this now commencing poetic meditative journey…
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Thus just imagine in this seraphic moment standing upon red sand, At the location of your own personal, cozy, quiet camp sight, Deep in the blissful blue grey fragrant Aussie bushland, Upon a damp, densely foggy, wintery, late autumn morn…
’Tis where the crisp morning air fills your lungs, As you venture out of your cosy swag into the fog, Taking a moment to revive the dulled campfires coals, 'Fore finding yourself a spot to sit upon a sturdy log…
The fire soon enough starts warming the air in reach, And provides the heat needed for your morning beverage of choice, As you sip slowly birdsong breaks through the bush lands silence, ‘Tis nothing short of seraphic to hear their orchestral voice.
Subsequently a lone bird makes its silence braking solo known, It’s melodious tune adding a vibrant layer with it’s rather sweet tone, Before being joined by the full dawn chorus ’tis thrown, Tho’ not ‘fore its element reaches through energetically from aura to bone.
As their performance seems to reach near its peak, A rouge ray of sunshine breaks through the fog, Warming your soul from where it first touches, As cell by cell it starts dissolving any remaining dull monologue.
Effervescent style this warmth from the sun’s first rays, Ripples through your entire being then outward, Slowly driving back the densities of surrounding fog cover, ‘Till there’s no chance of it returning ‘till night-covers bombard…
Thus in the soul healing warmth of the early morn’s sun, One sits sipping seraphically one’s chosen warm beverage, Absorbing the bliss of one’s quintessential bushland surrounds, Knowing for today ‘tis now an abundance of bliss gaining leverage…
Yet whilst the dawn chorus have been making their melodious mark, Awakening the world around you which is still slightly dark, The early morn sun rays deepen their melting ~ burning any debris they embark, Not that unlike ones warming campfire turning to ashes each burning logs bark;
So whilst ones beverage may be turning further towards waning than full, One can feel with ease the warmth of the sunshine healing deep into ones soul, Incinerating debris from ones aura to the infinite depths of ones core, Replenishing one entirely with whatever for you this moment still has in store.
Eventually the fire begins to reduce from flames to coals, As the sun rises high enough that its rays take on different energetic roles, No longer warming all cooled by night with dawn times magical perspective, As all venture into their days a little lighter from energetic burdens respective.
If one were to close their eyes a moment to see an inner sea of stars, One may think little of them ~ though what if each was a thought awaiting ones attention? Each an element of possibility with endless options paramount, Pining for time in ones conscious thoughts awareness seeking ones comprehension…
And though it may be a blessing for some to have such an abundance of ideas, For others ’tis a nightmare leaving them awake all night and quanked, Thus finding a way to release the ones you know you shall never use, ’Tis essential for ones overall well-being that it not be an element to be scrimshanked.
So close your eyes and find a seraphic spot to be lackadaisical a moment, Whilst I reveal a way one can release potential thoughts unneeded in ones life’s component, Slower deeper breathing tends to be supportive in the process that’s subsequent, For this process shall unfold uniquely for all whom attempt it as it is ment.
Thus with closed eyes and slow breaths in a quiet comfy spot, Bring your thoughts to releasing all that you will never need, Envision every unnecessary star being released ~ dissolving from your sight until gone, Remembering though this is a process that may need repeating and can vary in speed…
Eventually repetition of this process will bring your ‘inner stars’ to just a few, Lightening ones mental load thus easing the tension on ones overloaded mind, Allowing one to rest a little easier focusing on only that which is destined to be in your life, So one can thrive with greater ease ~ knowing all that remains is for you to become aligned.
Imagine in this moment you’re a tall gumtree in Australia’s Outback, You’ve endured loosing leaves in droughts where red dust chokes, Protected an abundance of others through many a blistering summer, Blossomed beyond what ones imagination could ever possibly evoke.
The world around you is serene though dry ~ grasses have all hayed off, There’s nothing but the most established flora and luckiest of fauna to be found, The dust is coating everything again ~ breezes cannot even blow it completely away, The air is thick with not just dust but ’tis humid to the point theres near not a sound…
For the sky o’er head is not blue but the darkest of greys, Bringing an element of hope that the dust shall adjourn to memories forays, As the clouds burst forth needed rains to quench all for days, A welcome reprieve for all whom have the ability to survive through natures displays.
Eventually the irritating dust settles under a cooling watery mist, That gradually increases to rinse the dust from heavy almost crispy leaves, Pacing itself ‘till it reaches the deepest points of even the thickest debris, Washing away blockages so deeply hidden they’re unknown ~ making space anew for fresh air’s heaves…
Raindrop by raindrop this moment continues with a gentle cooling breeze, Gently rinsing ‘till refreshed even the most stagnant areas of ones soul, Revitalising all it seeps into whilst cleansing all whom are upon this area of earth, So one may enter a cycle of thriving once again within ones beings role.
Imagine for a moment you’re caught in heavy rains, ’Tis not anything dangerous just a touch inconvenient… Before you continue take a slow deep breath ~ push the stagnation from your being, Then take a moment for your thoughts noting any and all pains, ‘Fore venturing onwards to cleanse and replenish the thought patterns your seeing.
As rain is natures way of cleansing and replenishing all, Irrespective of the perceptions we bestow upon it in the moment, Thus can be amazingly therapeutic for our minds and souls, With a slight change in ones mindset and a touch of visualisations ball, A beautiful rainy moment can take on greater enchanting roles…
For even in the moments one cannot find a storm, Closing your eyes and working imagination ‘til visualisation comes strong, Can flush ones energetic stagnation with rather effective form, As one can imagine the feeling of the water rinsing debris to be retransformed by mother earth, Alternatively a similar visualising thought in the shower cannot get it wrong.
The key is to hold this seraphic rain shower in ones mind, Long enough for it to flush the energetic perspective of what ails, Allowing it’s hold upon ones mind to weaken so in time it diminishes, So new elements can evolve ones mindset to ones next thing in kind, Before its resonance with ones alignment takes a different turn in its sails.
When one feels like life is against them, And all their efforts are leaving them flailing, A moment ’tis needed to release all they find to be building, Before they’ve no viable option left other than upon an element bailing…
For once one’s shed their excessive overflow, And channeled the remainder into fuelling their passion, They may find they’ve an element of polar abundance, To guide them to a way forwards along their paths style of fashion.
Yet a lot of us struggle to release the dense overwhelming build up, Despite needing to much like storm clouds do rain, Burying it deep within ’til it festers then consequently explodes, Creating little other than unneeded chaos and unnecessary pain…
Thus why one need take their moment to release in a way less counterproductive, To whatever one’s trying to manifest for it to be not so destructive, Be your preference unloading to another’s supportive ear or cardio your style, Honing ones outlet to align with oneself shall be what is ultimately best for you thus most conductive.
When we uncover that one thing we truly align with passionately, Irrespective it be writing that perfectly poetic piece/wildlife photography or something else entirely, One can lucubrate endlessly never noticing the time glimmering by for it seems to freeze, Whilst enchantment takes its hold upon ones mind allowing one to near not ever be quanked, ‘Till comes the point what one’s creating ’tis ready enough for it’s launch preparation to be embanked…
For when one delves deep enough into a task that within aligns to one completely, They can become as one ~ flowing through the processes involved with increasing ease, Like when a writers fingers float over the keys of their beloved laptop effortlessly, Or ink flowing onto a blank page filling it with immense amounts of words like ocean waves upon sand, Seraphically ones task manifests swiftly through each quintessential element touched by ones hand.
Thus one is enabled through their chosen task to gain a level of meditative qualities like mental bliss, In the moment they’re flowing through their favourite task in the quiet whilst nothings amiss, Irrespective if ones method brings feelings of imposter syndrome and elements of ludiosis, Ones seraphic state of mind when ones deep within crafting ones moment through their task ’tis what needs convey, Holding the chaos of the world around you in eremition whilst one lucubrates in its near hypnotic sway…
‘Till eventually one finds a natural completion point for their moment ~ though far from reaching the end, Returning to the world with everyone else emanating their new found bliss for others through auras one subconsciously sends, Unknowingly bringing an element of balance to our world as it endeavours to adjust and mend, From the chaos and disconnect created by those before ignorant of what their actions would bring, Soothing through every blissful moment one creates especially when in sync thus flowing with a seraphic quiescence styling.
Picture in your mind a moment a gem deep in a rocky area of our earth, Completely surrounded in a way only it can fit where it is, For ’tis where it’s been formed thus knows of no other place, Where element by element it’s grown and evolved into its hugging encase.
Eventually comes a moment when ’tis uncovered by an ambitious miner, Whom has tirelessly dug their way from the surface down to this point, Both covered in dirt their light defines sparkles to experience galore, For this moment is a beginning unlike any other thats come before.
The minor elated is now tasked with the element of extraction, Of this enchanting gem they’ve found delicately so as to reduce chances of fraction, Far from an easy task they shall succeed this time with minimal distraction, As completely removing this gem shall bring them a moment of immense satisfaction.
Soon the gem ’tis hit with sunshine for the first time in its existence, With a stronger intensity to the lamp it sparkles and reveals glimmers, Of it’s enchanting beauty all the more to the delight of all whom see, It’s beauty giving shivers to all whose imaginations upon such a thing simmers…
Once cleaned of dirt all is revealed ~ for this gem shan’t disappoint, All that once was hidden from view ’tis now uncovered to view with ease, Rainbows myriad through its being like magic to brighten the dullest of moments, Potential now realised that for this beauty shall be far from a squeeze.
Ones creations too are much like this gem ~ hidden deep within our mind... Until we eventually discover and in turn craft them into being, With hopes the whole world can one day see them glimmer and shine in kind.
As the dew drys from the flora whilst the morn warms to day, The bushland awakens to a still cool moment to bask in the dawning sunshine, Knowing that soon it shall be too hot to enjoy as soon shall be scorching, Thus lackadaisically taking a breath in this gentle seraphic warmth ’tis sublime…
Though soon the chaos of the day shall clench one in its ever firm grasp, ‘Till then one can ease into the flow with a quintessentially whimsical flair, In one’s preference of style with birdsong’s melodious theme to listen to, As a fragrant, dry, gentle dry breeze wisps through ones still wild free hair.
Momentarily this moment shall soon evolve into the next rather hastily, Much like each moment that has passed through ones life before, For all things cycle on through their time thriving their own way thru seed to dust, Enduring challenges and blissful moments in balance as they swoop low and soar..
Despite plethora attempts to control how we flow through each long day, We’re ultimately destined to traverse in the universes planned way, Yet how we perceive our days flow through our human perspective, Can have an abundance of influence on how one’s day goes once reflective.
’Tis with this thought in ones mind one as one prepares for the upcoming tasks, Mindfully having this balancing moment as upon ones day thou embarks, Mind now set ready for whatever element shall this day should happen to produce, Endurance evolved so never to tears may this one force you to reduce.
The Poetic Life 2.0 