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.
Tag: mindfulness
A Poetic Moment When Deep in the Bliss of Ones Favourite Tasks
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.
A Mini Mindful Moment Pondering the Facets of the Universe
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.
A Mini Mindful Moment in the depths of a seeds cycle
Picture yourself for this moment a seed ~ warm within the earths soil,
Knowing of nothing else with potential for near anything it can toil,
It slowly starts to sprout growing just a little every day,
Innocently ascending it’s unfurling into the unknown worlds foray…
With elements of pure nearth force pounding through every element of sap,
This tiny little being expanding forth into where ever it can follow sunlight through a gap,
For upon this venture into life and that it may find through it’s place in that lying beyond,
This little one continues through its phase as sproutling, through roots and frond.
Eventually it reaches a point when it basks with ease in the gentle mornings sun,
Focusing on the cooler elements it’s roots enjoy when the midday heat’s no fun…
Replenishing in refreshing nighttime dew drops ’tis its evening reprieve,
‘Till wintertime brings a full retreat within to all whom don’t take their leave.
As sap carries nurture for it throughout every element of its entire life,
Each root tip onwards within seed upwards in stem, branch, twig ,leaf sans strife,
Slowly seraphically soaking all it needs from cooling water to variants of foods,
Long after it grows and flowers seeds pass and it turns towards times broods.
‘Till comes the sobering moment it wilts to the end of its vibrant lifetime,
Bowing to cycles closing number drying leaves floating upon winds chime,
Eventually dissolving to dust molecules supporting others to grow,
Adjourning to its next position in natures multifaceted cycles flow.
A Poetic Moment Pondering Our Understanding of Perception Being the Key to Empathy
Try as we might no two beings can ever share the same view of perception,
Even identical twins with their amazing abilities still have varied perspectives,
Though we empathise and attempt at times to align with the view of another,
Our brain still separates ours from that of the chosen other..
Despite attempts to understand ~ attempts to empathise,
We truely struggle not to clash when polar perceptions arise,
Even when 'tis the perception of someone to which we’re very close,
There’s still little we can do to fully align perspectives beyond our human dose.
At times as these ’tis when well practised etiquette MUST lead our way,
For when it can’t or doesn’t ’tis when to arguments we are lead astray,
Thus mastery of oneself can perhaps be our best solution to this quest,
And being mindful towards those whom in the moment aren’t probably is best.
But how can we possibly achieve this mastery and mindfulness towards others?
When our lives feel already overwhelming ~ making us want to run to our mothers…
Can we really get our minds to permanently master etiquette? Well… No.
As ’tis an ongoing practice needing us to master each moment as we go.
Yet as we learn new tactics and apply them to our lives,
Our ability to master ourselves in each moment grows and thrives,
Becoming easier to conquer this never ending quest for ourselves,
Though still as humans we all have moments we leave our mastery on our shelves.
’Tis in these dreadful moments we need mindfulness from those we are around,
A silent empathetic understanding rippled out needing not a sound,
Though more often we’re met and mirrored with just the opposite,
Which leaves us wounded in ways that can have affects rippling undesirable from it.
These wounds if left in need of healing for way too long,
Can impact our lives and future generations after we’re gone,
Thus ’tis imperative we strive to heal and make repairs,
Irrespective of the moments we endure ‘are you mad?’ glares.
Yet heal and conquer our mastery of ourselves we MUST,
Despite the rolling eyes we may perceive around us,
We need at times to align ourselves with the warrior we’ve within,
Before our lives for the current day should even really begin!
A Poetic Moment Pondering Why Time is of the Essence
Time. We often seem to think we’ve never a right amount…
There’s always something done too soon/too late/or can be done later…
We seem to forget that the only time we truely have is what’s in this moment now,
Yet our perspective still holds hope that times to come shall be ones greater.
Thus though for some that may hold true ~ their futures turn out to be amazing,
Way too many of us miss so much until our now is a moment long in the past,
For when we focus too obsessively on creating a future epic compared to now,
We miss all the seraphic moments quintessential to our life as ’tis rolling fast.
This is why so many remind us to stay mindful of our current moments,
In our lives we only have those mixed with memories and hope components,
And to be wasting each and every hour consumed by futures enticing pull,
We tend to forget that our time right now is the one of essence’s rule…
So whilst we may have the odd lackadaisical moment to smell the roses of our lives,
They tend to be so few that we do ignorantly miss what we desire as it thrives,
While we’re planning our next thing we think will work more of it into our days,
Often even forgetting what we’ve already got as it seraphically parlays.
Thus please go forth now ~ with this thought somewhere in your mind,
Take a moment to be more present to your present moment in kind,
And if you need support to slow down before it does all pass on by,
I’ve options here at The Poetic Life 2.0 you may just want to try.
A Poetic Moment Pondering Our Ability to Endure
When we’re working towards a goal or on a project that takes a lot of time,
We often must find ways to increase our endurance levels,
As otherwise we may never reach our moment of fulfilled manifestation,
If the marathon to accomplish it takes our stamina and hastily dishevels it…
Thus why one needs to be mindful of their ability to endure through one’s marathon,
Taking a moment when necessary to replenish thy being whenever need be,
As burnout can increase overwhelm and stresses one can unnecessarily put upon oneself,
Leaving failure to give the illusion that it will be the one winning imminently.
So as another milestones deadline brings it’s challenges to ones already loaded day,
Remember ’tis mostly an illusion that one’s mentally losing in this foray,
For often we just need to see things from an adjusted perspectives view,
To unveil a way to greater ease of enduring through this one too!
And though we often bring these sorts of challenges upon ourselves,
We still need to endure thru them to evolve ourselves from their conquering,
Sometimes we need to endure them from varying facets of their existence,
Until we learn and thus evolve so as no longer in their perspective we find ourselves wandering.
A Poetic Moment Upon the Road
Close your eyes a moment ~ picture yourself turning on your preference of vehicle,
The motor roaring to life near on your command ~ sorry this one won’t work too well with a bicycle…
You prepare whatever need be as the motor warms a touch to use with ease,
‘Fore venturing out of one’s parking place to wherever your mind shall please,
Those lucky enough to be out of town you know of watching the dust cloud trailing behind,
Though for those enjoying civilisation there’s a reason this is designed to be in your mind… 🙂
For when one’s driving in the smallest amount of bull dust even a kid on a push bike can make a scene,
And Machinery ‘tis slow enough it can at times make the untrained eye question if ’tis dust or where a fire’s been…
Thus as you drive to the conditions with dust trailing behind in a near unmistakable cloud,
Music though optional ’tis bound to be an element that’s fun and usually loud…
Eventually the rather fun road of dust and rocks unmistakably turns to one with tar,
Which if one’s got newer mud tyres on can make you question if something’s wrong with the car…
Experiencing the hum of the vehicle ~ irrespective of where you happen to sit,
Is one rather polar to boring if you actually tune your mind into it…
As a diesel engine irrespective the vehicle has a tendency to roar like a mechanical beast,
Though I’ve less knowledge of other variants I’ve heard those with the least ‘Dino juice’ roar the least..
Then the noise of the road can also vary insanely dependant on the quality of road and ones tyres…
Ie: muds on a chunky sealed road is from a nightmare whereas all terrains on a sweet smooth road has a dreamy hum to it’s outliers,
Thus to say the sounds of the road can be a hypnotic affair be they aloud,
Probably explaining why so many enjoy time behind the wheel or out on whichever road their life has them found…
Finding Balance: A Moment for Oneself
Sometimes when we need a moment just for ourselves,
It can feel as if there’s no space ~ no time ~ no way,
We can fit ourselves in amongst the days chaotic lists,
Just so we can replenish our beings amongst the growing foray…
Thus when we find ourselves at this point ~ this juncture in our lives,
Overrun with things to do for others and allowing the mundane tasks to override,
Perhaps ’tis a better option to grab a cuppa, note pad and pen,
And workshop one’s day to a better balance of which all can abide…
For gaining a moment for oneself should be as necessary if not more so than clean dishes,
Projects completed / budgets perfected ~ giving your all to everything’s wishes,
Without a moment to oneself to tend to YOUR mind and soul,
The universe will eventually force you to take a moment in a very different role!
Remember however the balance requires a moment for oneself to be just a moment,
Otherwise one will find oneself cut from another necessary component,
For our human lives tend to require us to flow in a rather delicate balance,
Or we can find ourselves thrown into something polar to desires resemblance.
Though sometimes the task of finding a moment for oneself can be rather overwhelming,
And to find that moment each day in a balanced way can be beyond daunting,
Thus seeking support or guidance from those already living in a style near what we want to can be key,
To break through what holds us from balance in our daily flow more easily…
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You may enjoy a moment for oneself with what can be found in various ways across the web,
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Quotes to inspire on platforms like Pinterest and Instagram ~ condensed poetry readings on Tik Tok,
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A Mini Mindful Moment upon the rocks
Imagine for a moment waves crashing upon a rocky beach,
The salty air filling your lungs whilst pebbles massage your feet…
Seagulls squark and kookaburras laugh from the trees nearby,
’Tis a seraphic scene to envision ~ meditative and sweet…
You find yourself a spot to sit and watch the waves a while,
The cool of the smooth rocks can be felt through your clothes,
Waves cannot reach this spot ~ only mist from their crashing,
Which stings ever slightly where on any sunburn it does.
Thus you sit awhile watching the waves in their ever monotonous sway,
The sparkle of oceanic spray sparkles as the sun joins in a near blinding foray,
Easing your mind of the stresses that engulf upon your mind this day,
Creating a moment of meditative reprieve for you to escape with no delay…
And yet despite this quintessentially seraphic scene grasping your mind in its hold,
You cannot help but notice your thoughts wandering from it’s lull,
To all the things you’ve still to do within this ever shortening day,
Thus you need make the conscious decision whether you’re to now go or stay…
Though remembering you can return to this moment with ease,
By simply closing your eyes and letting your mind adjourn,
To your place upon the rocks where the ocean meets the land,
Or perhaps next time you’ll instead find your feet upon the sand…