What flower are you?
Wild Rose, fine, delicate, open heart, scented,
Lily, pure, regal, perfumed, deep
Nasturtium, abundant, open, colourful, bright
Poppy, brilliant, showy colourful, joyful
In the garden of life each friend is the best in the world, so different, beautiful, perfect, I love and appreciate them as they are, I would not change one petal, my only obligation, accept and support their unfolding and growth knowing they are doing their best to be their best, in becoming their unique and beautiful selves. I am surrounded by diverse perfection and loving the variety, the discoveries.
What have you learned from other animals?
What constitutes true communication?
Listening actively, observing absorbing, thinking carefully before replying, sometimes
reflecting to ensure we have understood correctly. As we all have our own reality it is useful to try walking in anothers shoes sometimes,. It can also be useful to look at what is not being said, maybe being avoided?
Our sayings / quotes are good clues -
She lectured me, one sided conversation, one view.
Author: Jeff Daly
Two monologues do not make a dialogue.
Carl W. Buechner
They may forget what you said, but they will never forget how you made them feel.
Having a heart to heart , open communication where there is trust
Chinese proverb Words are just words and without heart they have no meaning.
Anne Morrow Lindbergh:
Good communication is as stimulating as black coffee, and just as hard to sleep after.
Edwin H. Friedman:
The colossal misunderstanding of our time is the assumption that insight will work with people who are unmotivated to change. Communication does not depend on syntax, or eloquence, or rhetoric, or articulation but on the emotional context in which the message is being heard. People can only hear you when they are moving toward you, and they are not likely to when your words are pursuing them. Even the choices words lose their power when they are used to overpower. Attitudes are the real figures of speech.
Marcel Proust:
We are healed of a suffering only by expressing it to the full.
Rollo May
Communication leads to community, that is, to understanding, intimacy and mutual valuing.
What has your experience been of loss or grief?
Two things helped me, one was a near death experience when I was a child, it took away my fear of death it was such a beautiful experience, enveloping me in love light peace and I feel that would be their experience too. The love and happy memories of our time together also helped, we none of us know what tomorrow may bring it is so important to make the most of now, if we want each others happiness then misery is not an option our loved ones would not want us to grieve forever, just to hold on to the happy memories.
In my experience as a nurse, grief is often more difficult to deal with when there has been disharmonY., people sometimes get stuck and need help.
What gets in the way of being fully present?
How can we stay connected?
What is the most important story in your life right now?
Inspired to post these poems by video Dancing with the Universe
Harmony.
Sound flies in like angels. They dance
through frequency haloes. Listen.
Hear earth's multi-facet song.
Deep in the earth I sense vibration.
Nebulous ghost-notes
crawl through her skin and into the music,
bubble up in springs where frogs play hip-hop rhythms.
Chord streams enter rivers,
rush allegro down the scales to join the sea.
Bass rolls in from the ocean,
moves with subtle tempo of night's silver Queen.
Reflective flow of water music
rises and falls,
bathes me in oblivion, lulls me with a zephyr's hum
and sunset's spectral low frequency.
Dark side of the blues,
vibration shifts to oblique nightmare
of melted nocturnal sound,
muffled in dark shadow.
Plays solo.
A whisper of mystery, that fails to manifest.
Dawn's primal chords bring fresh rhythm
and chorus of birds chirping chant,
feel a new melody rise, breathe life into all.
In a dervish of electronic hums
weighty clouds amass.
A sorcerer's cauldron of explosions,
lightning spits hi-fi to lo-fi
black clouds collide,
drums roll,
as fearful beauty rises to a full crescendo.
Sunshine breaks through rains percussion.
Acoustic refractions beam a kaleidoscope
of rainbow coloured sounds.
Crystals caught in a blast of sun
and pitter-patter rhythm of the rain.
Stand firm, look up, see pulsars
and all that sparkles in the dome of creation.
Fingers reach for sonic chords,
sound takes your hand,
kiss illusion goodbye, simply be.
Charm the birds and the planets,
God bids your soul sing, in heaven's ear.
I dance. The drums beat, primitive -
from a time I do not understand.
I leap - staccato movement,
torso contractions, and pelvic rotations.
I turn towards a future too remote
to choreograph. I stand on point,
perform a dying swan; A pas de deux
and pirouettes - until the world revolves.
The music for this dervish dance
has my head in a whirl. Knowing nothing,
and at present unaware, I slow,
observe quietly, listen to the music
of the dance. I hear haunting notes,
melodies I've never heard before.
A tutor for my feet, a ravisher for my ears,
a lover for my heart. This I know -
orchestrated and exquisite, the greatest
music of the Cosmos flows through us all.
What do you want from our leaders?
I would like them to take their snouts out of the trough, and develop some spiritual qualities, it's a tall order -
compassion,
love,
honesty,
integrity,
wisdom,
inner peace,
tolerance,
balance,
gratitude
conscience, personal, social and environmental
then inspire us all to follow their example. in short work themselves out of a job.
On second thoughts it's what we should all be aiming for anyway, maybe when we all
work really hard at this we will get a government that reflects societies general personal spiritual achievements - as we have now. A lot of work still to be done .
What helps you stay open?
I'm ready willing and able
to join you in a love that's true
I' m tunin' into the channel
that opens to a love that grew.
No secret, it's universal'
One Love - receiving YOU






