In Polynesia death is represented as a journey,
crossing a body of water, a river or ocean.
These words relate the sounds of the all-encompassing,
our sound of our world forming.
I read on,
"First within there was movement
omnipresent sound, colour and light".
I feel the textures of our tapestry eternally weaving
backward and forward into infinity -
crossing a body of water, a river or ocean.
Reunion comes
with family and friends gone before,
who chant welcome
to commemorate
the arrival of the latest,
to pass from our shores.
Those who pass over from this path of life.
Those who pass on
between the two worlds,
that may be traveled
in either direction.
with family and friends gone before,
who chant welcome
to commemorate
the arrival of the latest,
to pass from our shores.
Those who pass over from this path of life.
Those who pass on
between the two worlds,
that may be traveled
in either direction.
Voyagers emerge,
who have left
the physical dimension behind -
who have left
the physical dimension behind -
the arrival of strangers from the sea
is fortuitous and welcomed.
The sea is the ocean of life.
is fortuitous and welcomed.
The sea is the ocean of life.
Traveling via the seas,
like ancestors before me,
I create a ritual
to celebrate the celestial map above me.
The joy of seeing the work of ages
reflected beyond me,
and mirrored below
underneath me.
In the sea I see
the shining illumination of the stars.
It is as if the galactic heavens
are mirrored on each universal planet,
and our earth life is reflected back as stars in our cosmos.
like ancestors before me,
I create a ritual
to celebrate the celestial map above me.
The joy of seeing the work of ages
reflected beyond me,
and mirrored below
underneath me.
In the sea I see
the shining illumination of the stars.
It is as if the galactic heavens
are mirrored on each universal planet,
and our earth life is reflected back as stars in our cosmos.
I am above everything on the surface, neutrality is harmony.
The peace of the ocean’s face is rippled by wind gusts.
Gentle kisses blown at pink, black and white coral reefs,
whose noses poke out over the turquoise water’s facade.
Gentle kisses blown at pink, black and white coral reefs,
whose noses poke out over the turquoise water’s facade.
Soldierfish and Swordfish aggress
the musical wake of Angelfish and Harpfish.
the musical wake of Angelfish and Harpfish.
Butterflyfish and Parrotfish are buoyant
a chorus of humour that keeps our world afloat.
a chorus of humour that keeps our world afloat.
Gold breaks the clouds
into vessels of mystic gems
reflecting onto billowing surf.
into vessels of mystic gems
reflecting onto billowing surf.
A ray of sunlight illuminates my hands
as I turn the pages of my book.
as I turn the pages of my book.
I read a tale of Maui, a Polynesian trickster ...
and cultural hero whose actions accidentally,
or otherwise, undid the efforts of others.
and cultural hero whose actions accidentally,
or otherwise, undid the efforts of others.
Maui was a rebel,
a seducer and toppler of established hierarchies.
a seducer and toppler of established hierarchies.
He flaunted the conventions of strict social order
and the customs of tapu (taboo).
and the customs of tapu (taboo).
He represented the power of the weak over the mighty -
the commoner, and outcast, over the privileged.
Maui is the instigator of change
in present-day circumstances ...
in present-day circumstances ...
youthful fearlessness ...
daring to swim the depths of darkness,
lit only by the illusionary, still, surface, moonlight.
I read another Oceanic story
recounting praise for the untold mothers,
daring to swim the depths of darkness,
lit only by the illusionary, still, surface, moonlight.
I read another Oceanic story
recounting praise for the untold mothers,
whose maternal genetics are inherited
from thousands of years of motherhood.
from thousands of years of motherhood.
It says,
"Our souls walk into bodies forming within our mothers,
"Our souls walk into bodies forming within our mothers,
our bone is from her bone, our blood is from her blood –
our atomics, cellular and DNA are the inherited life experiences
of our ancestors ... sounds, smells, tastes, touch and sight."
of our ancestors ... sounds, smells, tastes, touch and sight."
These words relate the sounds of the all-encompassing,
our sound of our world forming.
I read on,
"First within there was movement
omnipresent sound, colour and light".
I feel the textures of our tapestry eternally weaving
backward and forward into infinity -
the entangled knitting of our origins,
within our actions that sew us together.
within our actions that sew us together.
Prophetically, all the planet’s children
are a mended lineage encircling the edge.
are a mended lineage encircling the edge.
We children traverse the threshold,
to end the cycle of humanity demonstrating destructivity.
This story describes
the mystics,
who hold the power of being,
the feminine,
who returns to light up the planet,
the citizens
with instinctive intuition.
These great mothers
are called guiding lights,
Souls that appear in clouds
as full moons sailing
to the people of the earth ...
to show them how to embody
the feminine grace of the unimaginable.
By practicing
trust in the moment -
moment by moment nobility
is illuminated
in the spirit of our toils.
Practicing trust in the moment -
moment by moment nobility,
illuminates That within.
~~ Other People's Fingerprints ~~
Sometime after 1709, Dr. Samuel Johnson said;
“Nothing will ever be attempted,
if all possible objections must first be overcome …”
to end the cycle of humanity demonstrating destructivity.
This story describes
the mystics,
who hold the power of being,
the feminine,
who returns to light up the planet,
the citizens
with instinctive intuition.
These great mothers
are called guiding lights,
Souls that appear in clouds
as full moons sailing
to the people of the earth ...
to show them how to embody
the feminine grace of the unimaginable.
By practicing
trust in the moment -
moment by moment nobility
is illuminated
in the spirit of our toils.
Practicing trust in the moment -
moment by moment nobility,
illuminates That within.
~~ Other People's Fingerprints ~~
Sometime after 1709, Dr. Samuel Johnson said;
“Nothing will ever be attempted,
if all possible objections must first be overcome …”
