Loving Kindness and Compassion!

Awoke this morning

roof over my head

climbed out

my warm cosy bed

walk ten steps

to drink water clean

glanced out the window

at a world coloured green.

Opened the cupboard

found abundant food to eat

gave a thought

to the less fortunate

living on the street.

The lost and the lonely

full of empty hope

the desperate souls

who cannot longer cope.

To babies left crying

nothing to feed

then I recalled the government

along with the greed.

I ponded a moment

thought what to do

an epiphany appeared

we must unite

me and you.

We are all brothers and sisters

so why do we fight?

trying to prove

that we are all right!

Is it our self-righteous indignation

that gets in the way

we scream and we shout

with nothing to say.

The world has become

so hollow and cold

we not truly living

we just getting old.

I am powerless

to make an impact

here on my own

we are all the same soul

journeying back home.

Why do we insist on

living a false sense of being?

the way we treat each other

is frightfully obscene.

Start spreading the word

across these magnificent oceans

shake up our feeling of injustice

with all our wondrous emotions.

What will it take

for one soul to be heard?

to speak out for humanity

break to mould

move away from the herd.

I employ you my sisters

my brother too

what on this earth

are we going to do?

To change the way

we create such hate

loving kindness and compassion

before it is too late.

MedusaMoon C 2015

A life worth living!

The day I stood at the foot of a mountain, I discovered my insignificance. The walk that led me deep into the woods opened my eyes to the magnificent of creation. It was a lonely tear that fell into the ocean which allowed me to connect with the whole. The moment I allowed myself to sit within the darkness that surrounded me, my soul found illumination.

I had walked in the valley of death for years, lost and confused. The only way to survive was to eliminate this painful existence with every escapism and avoidance method created by man.  An empty vessel wondering from shore to shore in hope, that one day, I may once again feel alive. To walk in the sunshine, I needed to experience my shadow self, embrace those disowned parts-of-self that were the cause of my greatest shame.  I needed to acknowledge that these were a part of my psychodynamics, the process of being human. I learnt to sit in silence, as my inner demons manifested themselves, to gain a deeper understanding of the purposefulness of these darker forces.  I am human; the essence of being human is to explore both the dark and the light. 

The greatest challenge was the realisation that everything I have ever been told was a fabrication. A structure created by man for man to exploit and control man, a nonsensical establishment for profit and gain! Then I found my freedom and was able to break down the walls of my own prison. I discovered individualisation and the courage to stand alone amid the madding crowd.

My journey led me to discover the art of psychotherapy, philosophy, Zen, Osho, Jung, Mindfulness, Buddhism, Shamanism, Paganism, art, music, poetry, compassion, non-judgemental kindness, empathy, humanity, love and grace. I am in a constant flow of learning, as an eternal student it is an exciting time to be evolving and awakening, as I move toward a more enlightened stance.  I hold my past with an element of understanding and forgiveness, I see my future as the exciting and unpredictable unknown, but most importantly, I feel the essence of each moment, for within this very moment, I experience life. 

Sometimes.....

Sometimes

in life

people say things that they shouldn't.

Sometimes

people wish they had said something

before the moment passed.

Sometimes

people wait their whole life

wanting to say something

but cannot find the courage.

Sometimes

it is just too late

to say those

"three little words"

that can change everything

or nothing.

I wish I knew how to say what I felt....

sometimes...

MM c 2015

Oh Brightest Star.

Oh brightest star

how she would shine

more brightly

in most darkest night.

Until one eve

she met the moon

who shone

most magnificent

she lost her sight.

Hence there forth

through every tide

she would gaze

upon his splendour.

The moon would cast

her but a glance

beautifully and tender.

A lover affair

intensified

tide to tide

She would settle close

afloat by his left side.

Over time

her own sparkle

become so small and dim.

Her energy diminished.

she was fading

knowingly accepting

this love affair had finished.

Losing all purposefulness

forgetting the true meaning of hope.

Dreams would fade

along with the belief

that by his side

she would cope.

The reason for her existence

to bath within his spark

to offer up her light for him

so he could shine

more brightly

in the dark.

He noticed her

more rarely now

as his affections

began to dither.

He bore of her

tiny spark

soon she would fade

and wither.

Insignificant was she

compared to all his beauty.

She stayed true to him

an unspoken duty.

She started to die

as all stars do

thought it was his making.

Turning cold

with each full moon

her broken soul

was aching.

Time passed

she did try

to rekindle her shining.

Uneventful

this became

stars do not understand dying.

Once upon a time

a star must disengage

to become

more than just a star.

To be the shooting star at night

so full of promise

greater than the moon by far.

As they plummet to the earth

a wish upon

Shepard’s guide

Wiseman’s promise

lover’s dream

a supernova in the sky.

Outshining even

the fullest moon

whilst gently passing by.

Oh brightest star

rediscovered

whom she was meant to be

before she lost her fight.

For one moment

she became

the most magnificent vision

in darkest night.

MedusaMoon 2014

Mistress

My mistress has a

voice so sweet

melodic to melancholy

but it can change

anguish to anger

as she shouts so loud

for all to hear

that she has spoken

loud and clear.

The window rattles

I lay awake

on this cold morn.

Whist listening

my Mistress howl

her lonely song

she sounds forlorn.

Wailing

so desperately

her  despair

echoes

as her tone

fills my empty room.

A distant din

her voice attacks

all flora and fauna

surrounding my garden,

they do not stand a chance

against my lady’s frustration.

Silence falls

as she withdraws

her windy expression

just for a moment

until once more

she raises her voice

to blow away

this bluest morning.

MedusaMoon c 2013

Lover man!

No words describe

my love divine

inside of me

such sweet

devotion.

I gaze into

his starry eyes

and my heart

is left

wide open.

A life time

wasted

I looked for him

in every man

who left me empty.

My trust destroy

by others

yet, he restores

within me

fresh hopefulness.

My faith reborn

love is not a dream

nor a fairy tale

that is

unreachable.

Alas, I am living

in his creation

and bath in

these feelings

he evokes in me.

I wait for dawn

for a new day

when he and I

shall be united.

In harmony

a beautiful melody

I love this man

and he loves me.

Medusa 2013

This Man!

Fear subsides

I see him now

Clearer than

before.

Within this man

lies love

so treasured.

I choose to hide

no more.

My child inside

so frighten.
Fearful

of pain, sorrow

and of joy

Yet, after one  night
wrapped inside of him

uncertainty
accepted.
I then
arose

once more.

Out of the darkness

this bitter sadness

of loneliness

and isolation.

Into his arms

so strong and inviting

oh him

I long to hold.

I need him now

so brightly beautiful,

his shining star

my guiding light.

I was lost

without purpose

until the moment

I meet his grace.

The instant

I glanced

upon his most

handsome face.

C  2013 MedusaMoon