Poemas de América Central 2013

This year, I have committed to writing una poema per dia minimum! Each poem reflects the experience and feeling of the day poetically, rather than concretely.

I have also committed to:

Embracing each day with love, light and laughter,

Integrating spirit and body by exercising, stretching, meditating, and loving life every day,

Breathing and smiling, loving myself and those in my life,

Being true to myself, knowing my path, passions, and place,

Writing, drawing, singing, painting, creating music and love, and being the cosmos expressing and experiencing itself.

It’s been working out wonderfully so far!

1/1/13 New Beginnings

Begin each day with a smile of gratitude and excitement.

Allow yourself to ride the flow, but be ready to catch the swells when they drift your way.

Shine Love and Light into every direction and every pore.

Laugh your day into existence.

Open your heart to each new experience.

Value what you know, know what you value.

Emanate bliss and joy so it elevates all around you.

I lost myself so I could find you.

I erased you from my memory so I could find myself when I met you.

1/2/13 Departures and Arrivals

Depart from the dock of your heart, when wisps of wind gently carress your being into forward flow.

Sail across the open canvas canyon, the spaces between places, and you will arrive at the dock of opportunity.

Let yourself glide, ride the waves as they ripple out, and be ready to catch the crashing swell as it lifts you up to heightened states of elevation.

Pay attention to every shade of every color of every state of being, and vibrate at your highest possible frequency.

1/3/13 Explorers in the Garden

Life, a kaleidescopic burst of vibrant multi-colored starfoam and cosmic dust.

Synchronistic vibrations flow together, interweaving intersecting realities, and from beneath the earth, sprouting up and blossomming into higher potentialities.

We are explorers in the garden, thespians in the oasis, wanderers in the cacoon, searching for meaning and purpose, flowering into full expression of life.

From the depths of our souls, the seed of metamorphosis is waiting for your nourishment and confidence to Bloom into being.

1/4/13 Sol

Laugh! Whatever role you are playing on the cosmic stage, step back from the thespian mask and watch the cosmic fabric unfold and flow from moment to moment. Accept the way the forms of the stage come to greet you, and meet them with a solar flare of your inner light!

You are spirit dancing with spirit, an oceanic burst of orgasmic sea foam, stardust making love with stardust, caressing the un-folding curves of the cosmos to climax, screaming love past the o-zone’s orbosphere, exhaling passion shock-waving through the stratosphere, exhaling as particles settle, satisfied starbursts sensually surfacing smooth somatic sunsets.

 

1/5/13 Connecting

Sensualize your reality.

Walk in the woods and plug in.

Your heart is your guide, awaken to the waves and frequencies emanating from your heart and live from that center.

Get in touch with yourself.
Allow sensation to flow, each experience is unique and a harbor departing to new destinations. Each moment presents a station and we ride the vibrations chosen by intuition from your heart and inner inspiration.
Spirit glides through everything.

1/6/13 I Am You, You Are Me

We are rebels breaking through thick layers of stagnant malarchy.

We are victims to the matrix of moving processes.

We are soul, emotions, will and intellect dancing through cosmic body.

We are spirit, interconnected fabric of reality. Life force.

We are old souls, here again to mend torn cloth.

Take your power back, get in the heart.

Breathe. Listen to the calm caress of nature’s humming hymn.

Your teacher is within you.

Play in your shadow.

Song of the Soul Sun Summer

There is Life and Death in your Tongue,

Structure and Chaos in your Mind,

Ellaborate Ellegance and Random Mutation in your body,

Health and Pain in your Heart,

Manifestation at the Tip of your Tongue and the Permeation of your Breath.

Your tongue is your wand, your sword, penetrating the fabric layers of reality, jumping the fractal playing field of the multiverse, sending waves of bliss and wisdom as we climb to higher and higher vibrations of Samsara, bathing in the light of Nirvana.

1/7/13 Explorations (In Spanish)
Estoy despieto, viviendo, y feliz!

La mariposa esta me amigo.

El gato es bailando en la calle.

Tengo una pregunta para el gato.

¿Que es el objeto de vida?

¡Porque estamos aqui?

El gato bosteza y estira y deci… “Mia.”
Estoy llevando con feliz por todos mis dias.

¡Palabras estan muy loco!
Fluid flowing crystal raindrops.

1/8/13 Breakthrough

I want to give you a hard time.

I want to help you dive deep into the depths of your soul and see what drives you, what stay-alive’s you, what gets you going and why you do what you do.

I want to teach you, fix you, nurture and uplift you.

Your claws are out, walls are up, brain is scrambled, but you’re soon to erupt.

Volcanic climax purging built up eons of stagnation, hibernate no more, here is your transformation.

Let me shake you, wake you, invigorate you, because when we wake up together, this vibratory power permeates out and emanates through the entire cosmos.

Breakthrough all walls holding back your heart.

1/9/13 Activation

My ocean sparkles when the sun floods over mountainscapes to kiss her calm morning ripples.

The song of wind sun water earth glide up my spine and fill my lungs with bursts of healing light, flushing through my system, spreading back from my heart into the ocean, bursting outward and rippling through every dimension.

Golden velvet violet strands gradient into indigo translucence weaves in and out and up my kundalini, through my crown and pulling me upwards stretching skyward as my roots grow down, feeling the earth’s smooth inner warmth, and connecting, earth and sky, in heart.
 

1/10/13 Projectory Trajectory

So this is how it goes. You wake up, a screaming or gazing or gurgling baby, naked and exposed to the eyes of the world. You grow and see and feel and learn of the grand varieties and shades of life in the context of society, family and environment. You begin to find hints, sense a whiff of purpose, what it is you are here to do.

Maybe, you realize: it’s entirely up to you. Your passions, strengths and desires, compel you to chose your path in the fractal labyrinth of possibilities.

You wander, search, train, grow, a soul, flowing through the stream of time, on a roll, blowing wind through the dream of mind.
 

1/11/13 Now Here

Pulled This Way and that! How can I ever know the future?
I trust in the Flow, set my intentions and joyfully experience the many manifestations.

I have no destination. Only dreams, constantly in flux.

On my way, YHWH, being-ness in motion, everchanging ellaboration of a multi-dimensional ocean, enchanted by this miraculous unfolding, dancing disambiguation, coelescing in-formation, dualistic transformation, looking inward to find this cosmic station, resting tranquilly, observing vibrations.

You are going nowhere. You are already now-here.

1/12/13 Shaman

Tuned in, cosmic echoes bounce through the caverns of my consciousness, tickling the velvet inner layer of my lungs, swimming through a stream, life is such a dream.

Bubbling rupturing soulcraft, descending to discover inner waiting wisdom, ascending into higher consciousness, painting profound passionate plays of perfumed paradigmatic proverbs, preaching peculiarly playful perspectives.

The power is within. Unlock, unleash, we must begin,

To heal, to feel, to flow, to grow, let go, feel the rhythm, let down your control.

Allow, sense, feel, be.

1/14/13 Co-Hearts

We are

A Cohort of Co-laborating Co-hearts, collectively co-creating the co-evolution of co-nsciousness.

We are stewards of the land, Guardians of the earth,

Children of Pachamama,

Visionaries of our future,

Imaginal cells in the crysalys of the galactic butterfly, Hunab-Ku,

Awakening conscoiusness

and feeling our natural Bliss.

A cohort of co-hearts co-experiencing this cosmic play.
Directors, actors and audience.
The gardeners, and the garden.

1/15/13 Morning

What a day! Wake up a stretch your ligaments into action, open up and breathe in the satisfaction, shine your sunlight through rainbow refractions as happenstance harnesses heart-strung reactions and watery wonderful wondorous ways, the sun fills my organs, sustains me for days! Fasting, outlasting, spell-casting and blasting my power and wisdom and courage and will, flowing and going and growing until, I recharge my chakras and further fulfill the thrill.

1/16/13 Rebirth

Tapped into the Source, (a source-rer), a friend of Gaia, Pachamama, a peacemaker, world bridger, co-creator and light bringer. Facilitating co-evolution of cosmic consciousness, we are here to rock (and sky) this earth! We are the one’s we’ve been waiting for.
With so many bright brilliant vibrant souls meandering around the world, it is to the benefit of humanity that we connect and consciously jump into action. We are tending to the garden of a new system of living, waking up together, in love, and joyfully collaborating. These are no longer just dreams. This is actually happening.
We are Earth Guardians,
Tenders to the Garden,
Jewels in the Lotus,
Activators of Inner Knowledge,

Regenerators of Renewable Resources

Brilliant Innovators taking over the old moss, growing networks like mycelium over decaying structures. We are the new generation, the baby bloomers, the Sonic Bloomers!

Aya

She opens my door like a heart, beating slow,

Like a lost child returning home,

Carressing my tatterred soul, calming my being.

Carry me, carry me, home, and I’ll keep breathing.

I remember this, I’ve known all along,

I just forgot in the midst of life’s enchanting song.

You gently show me how I’ve become caught.

So I’m untangling this net, removing the blocks.

So I can fly freely, flowing past limiting thoughts.

Every day is a blessing, a gift, an opportunity,

and you are a being of bliss, in a body of a human,

in the body of a planet, in, of, and as the total bliss-body of Jah.

 

1/17/13 Quetzalphonic

Singing with the Quetzal bird

Ships are sailing strings of words

Symphonic cacophonies, singing sage,

Guiding us through this new age.

Wake, create, the wind blows strong.

Restless storms and nature´s song.

Drifting along the atmosphere,

tasting drops of love and fear.

Letting go and letting out,

Spirit wraps us all throughout.

 

1·18·13 Antigua

Off we go, hobbling the cobble wobbles

Through an antique painting, water-color pastel buildings

line cobblestone streets,

church bells ring from ancient chapels,

we prance around town, releasing adolescent antics,

alive and divinely insane,

singing for the Turkish man and his girlfriend at the hookah lounge for her birthday,

flooding our horrendously beautiful musical parade into the streets,

invited to a small after-hours party,

then, somehow managing to gallop back to our hotel beds,

dive into the sheets,

and pass out.

1·19·13 Dia del Transicion

Wake, stretch, coffee, breakfast, market, explore.

Abrir, Estirar, Cafe, Desayuno, Mercado, Explorar.

Little secrets around every corner and through every door.

Wonder and introspection,

delicious mosaic of expression.

Steam from volcanoe, releasing into Padre Cielo, Father Sky.

Learning to stay vibrantly alive, even in the dull moments in between the action.

Navigating from the heart.

Independently determined, yet coexistently connected.

Know yourself.

You are the entire cosmos.

1·20·13 Pacha Mama, Madre Tierra

Drumbeat as orange flame dances through pathways of heart and soul,

Our voices rise to greet central fire,

and unite in harmony and rhythm.

La Grande Afuera, The Great Outdoors.

The flourishing, nourishing expression of PachaMama’s beauty.

1·23·13 Dawn

Wild horses cross the river of passion,

grazing in the fields of pleasure,

as sun kisses free bare backs,

in a canyon vast as creator.

Climbing and clambreing deep into miraculous beauty of the open void,

we awaken our primal senses, flow in a natural state of no-mind,

and dip into her open arms, resting in her nurturing belly.

We climb up the face of her cliff walls, beyond protective cacti,

and rejoin our tribe for warm food and discussion about

reflections, sharing, and loving ourselves.

1.24.13 Budding Sunflowers
Our Real-eyez-at-ions
Trans-form our consciousness,
We transcend that which holds us back,
We grow, learn, and awaken.
Teach me and I’ll teach you.

We have a lot to learn,
so let’s grow together.
Sunflowers in a garden,
gardeners of consciousness,
Budding, each realization awakens us,
as we stretch out our pedals and pods,
to smile with and receive sunlight.

1.25.13 Semuc Champey and Beyond

Cascadingly bright blue beautiful basins,
pools of light, reflecting might,
soothing souls, a canyon of healing.
Waltzing through a dream, floating down a stream,
are you dreaming?
Am I? Who am I?
What is this? What is that? I am that.
That which exists, which is, who perceives, tastes, feels, sensually navigating the fruits of the cosmic garden.
Take a bite into reality.
Let it take you somewhere nice.
Enjoy.

 

1.26.13 My Message to You.
This is necessary.
Hold confidence in your posture and heart when you speak.
Present your enthusiasm with gusto, to lift the spirit and awaken the imagination of those weary hearts before your eyes.
Pour visionary courage and love between every letter of every word you emit, and know yourself, your mission, and your purpose with and within every breath.
Allow it all to come to you. Breathe it in.
And give it all back. Exhale.
Now, this is it.

 

1.27.13 Sailing!
New possibilities present themselves.
Sailing through Lake Isabal from Rio Dulce in the Caribbean coastal inlet of Guatemala,
peering out over shimmering waters, brave blue swallows sit on the railing, proudly portruding their white chests, singing, chatting, guffawing with joy, and we peer dreamily onward into our future, conceiving of a thriving, sustainable, open hearted, open minded passionate life of adventure, traversing the seas, entering the vast varieties of ports around the entire world!

1.28.13 Fawn
The cunning green clad fawn peers through his lovely red glasses at the cloud formation of his ellaborate dream formation: The Quetzal Trading Co., sustainable, eco-friendly travel endeavor, giving wide-eyed open-hearted vagabonds a ticket to ride the waves of the cosmos around the world, while trading goods the good way.
Lovely people doing lovely things the loveliest of ways.
He has gathered an eccentric, artistic, world-changing crew of cartwheeling creations: The English transformational artist of whim and wit; the Norweigen captain of mystery and charm; The Canadian scholar of joy and pensiveness; The soulful Oregoneon of soul and sunshine; and me, the Blooming adventurer of Love and Light. Aho!
 

1.29.13 On my Own
Golden Sun searing over Caribbean waters.
An open mouth yawning the day into blossoming beginning.
Hasta Luego to my special amigos, Hola to me aventura solo. Freedom!
Now moving at my own pace in this beautiful beach port town paradise. Making connections, soaking up the sunlight.
Papaya strawberry smoothie in my belly, loving each moment, weaving dreams and planting seeds of possibility!
Waves wash my walking moccossin stuffers, smiles ripple across my face.
 

1.30.13 God, Carry me on your back.
Choices are hard. Money is yucky.
Love is sweet. Smoothies are yummy.
Some want friendship, others want cash.
I want adventure. I have a rash.
El Paraiso was nice. Agua Caliente. Hot water waterfalls. Yippee.
Thank God for this mustachioed Guatemalan field worker, for reassurance that a bus is actually coming sometime to drive us back to Rio.
I want to get out of here and go back to the Lake.
I’m not done there, and it’s not done with me.
Let’s go, Pronto.