When one seeks their path actively they may not always notice their place, Their exact spot on their map through life in this current moment, And the importance it plays in their evolution towards the lifestyle they desire, Which whilst may be a delightful goal to manifest ’tis not something one is destined for right now; ’Tis something one needs to evolve into ~ which takes time akin building an empire.
Yet striving for your goal is still a necessary element of ones current conscious moment, Despite the simple oft’ unacknowledged fact it may take years to align fully into ones reality, Energetically ’tis already in existence thus making it a part of this point in time’s component, Though it only be subtle ones goals are still an element that are an important key, Supporting one towards greater focus against any challenge inducing opponent.
Hence every time one choses to counteract ones desired goals with even a polar thought, It energetically pushes their manifestation further away to even later be sought, Thus though inevitable ’tis ultra important in low moments one mentally has them swiftly caught, Learns to climb over them ~ use them as stepping stones to greater motivation one aught, As everyone’s path to success with counteractive challenging moment’s ’tis wrought.
Therefore when lucubrating beyond the days last light reflect on this next point: Does what your working on truely align with what you’re trying to achieve? Or is it just fluff? An element that doesn’t give you any sort of anything to appoint? For when we’re pouring our everything into something that doesn’t really resonate we need a reprieve, Before we find ourselves too deep in an energetic hole filled with thoughts and actions bound to disappoint.
Thus remember to be mindful of not just your actions in each moment but also your thoughts, For they carry more energetic influence upon you and your ability to manifest than most think, Speeding up or slowing down progress irrespective how hard one works in the right direction, They can ripple through like wildfire in dry bushland ~ casting challenges unnecessary, But can easily be caught and transmuted with a regular practise of reflection.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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 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.
Envision a moment ~ a leaf… seemingly dangling with the same purpose as every other… Yet no two are ever exactly identical ~ no two in exactly the same spot, Each has a differing view ~ thus despite similarities all have vastly different lives…
Now picture yourself as this leaf you’ve chosen upon in your mind, ’Tis it one warming in the full sun or perhaps the shade’s what you’ve timed… Be it on a lower/mid/higher branch ~ the type of plant really doesn’t much matter, For now look out from your spot through all the other leaves you can see… Notice how different though similar all the leaves around you happen to be.
For to those looking from afar they may all seem to appear exactly the same, Yet with a closer view one may notice an abundance of variants less tame… As whilst some bring a cooling element others provide a place for eggs to call home, They can protect a bud yet to bloom too soon or carry insects on the wind to roam…
Thus much like us each leaf though so similar ’tis quintessentially unique, Each creating its own seraphic element to a facet for our universe to be complete, Cycling through and constantly adjusting/evolving ‘till the moment ’tis bittersweet, Then taking another element onwards for nothing can last too long within its respective feat.
When we’re feeling down and rather flat, We may find ourselves turning to comforts that aren’t ideal, For the ways we’re advised to deal with our lower moments, Can seem to contradict that which our bodies and brains tend to feel…
As when we’re unable to see the light that’s hiding from this moments grasp, We need to remember that like all moments this one too shall pass, Though we may not want to acknowledge brighter times still exist, ’Tis only a first step out of the darkness of this hole we find ourselves stuck fast…
Though once we can see we’re just at the bottom of a metaphoric hole, It is possible for our perspective to be adjusted into a different role, For hastily clambering back into lighter happier times becomes the goal, Despite being down here the result of polarity forcing things into balances toll…
And whilst there are times when we truely need others to throw us a rope, Upon a cloudy day or three we can find a way to embark on an upwards slope, To slowly find our own way out of the hole we find ourselves to be thrown, Even if it requires a day to ourselves to eat cake and groan.
Thus when we’re ready for switchin’ the music back to upbeat and again rise our vibration higher, Ready to realign with our core and traverse back into our life’s brighter light, With a splash of energy work and a moment of meditation to ease our minds, We can dive back in replenished/realigned/ ready to continue our marathons plight.
The Poetic Life 2.0 