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Why

I laugh now as I reflect on a past situation when I thought I was being prosecuted and lamented, Why Me?”

I’m the only one who has ever felt this way, right.  I know.  I get it.

“Why Me?  I’m a good Person…” I will spare you the rest because obviously, you have heard the woe-is-me cry from someone, and though you sympathized, you know they are asking the wrong questions, and focusing on victimhood is not going to pull them out of the pit.

Why not me is the right question.  I will get out of this, is the correct position and only position of survival.  Okay this is a hard lesson and I intend to learn it. I guess there is more growing left in me.

There are of course other situations, when Why is necessary, and the response could be illuminating.

Why are you being mean me to?

Why am I so so afraid?

Why am I willing to continue to work for someone I do not respect?

Why don’t I get what I want?

Why am I not doing what I say I love?

And myriad other whys.

Here is an insight I would like to share with you.  “Why” is always a time to pause, to reflect, to be introspective, to go within. to research, to change directions.

Why means you are at the crossroad and there are at least four directions that you can choose from.  Why?

It’s just your time.

Why? Because you are not a victim.

Why, well I don’t know, let me get back to you.

Why…well you are in a state of arriving.

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Because

Because is not a reason right, but sometimes, even you are stumped so you say because.

But sometimes, Because is the perfect explanation because that’s what it is because.

You cannot articulate into words, but something in your gut tells you take this road, or sometimes it is just too painful to figure out what to say, or you are tried and weary, especially when your children come at you with their many demands, and their intention is to wear you down. So as a last resort, out of frustration, you say Because.  End of Discussion.

Now, Parenting Advisors, more likely, will say this is not good parenting practice, but what do they know when you have a very persistent child or more coming at you, and you have just done a full day at work, then cooking and cleaning, and something, somewhere in your being is needling you, saying no, no…Don’t let her go. So you shout, BECAUSE I SAY SO, and No More discussion. Go to Your Room!

Your child is mad and you are frustrated and feel badly, but know Because was the right response. I mean, what to do?  Right.  Because you have to trust your instincts.

Because response is sometimes the only response you have for your mate/significant other/domestic partner/whomever.  You love the person right.  Most times you have a good time and you get into a routine and do the same things every Sunday, and most Sundays you look forward to it.  But this particular Sunday you want to stay in bed, alone, and read, and not hear the TV or another person breathe.  But you mate asks, “when are we leaving?” and you act as if you don’t hear.  And mate asks again, and you say, “I don’t feel up to it.”  And they try to guilt you by saying “Going alone is no fun without you,” and you don’t respond, and they probe, “But why don’t you want to go.” And all you want is that this person you love just shut up and leave you alone, because you are the sort of person who regularly needs some alone time to think or just be, so you snap, BECAUSE.

Instantly, your partner thinks you don’t love him/her or you are having an affair or drifting apart. What the hell! Because!  All you want is some alone time BECAUSE that is what your being calls for and you really don’t care if they don’t like going out alone BECAUSE you really don’t want them in the house with you watching TV or making any sort of noise BECAUSE you want this time for yourself.  Just Because.

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Not Knowing

Many people think it is a bad thing to get lost.

Several people are embarrassed and therefore refuse to ask directions.

But getting lost should be a desired goal ever so often.

When you get lost you are forced to think outside the box.

Often you discover places and meet people you would have never met otherwise.

Getting lost can be serendipitous — in that you discover just what has been at the back of your mind.

Do not take the sure and proven path all the time.

Commit to getting lost regularly so you can exercise what you don’t know.

It is comfortable, and even arrogant for us to bask in what we know.  But awareness does not allow us to grow.

You can only grown when you don’t know, when you have to figure something else out.

Live for not knowing, and Discover what you get to know.

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Do Until – The Bridge

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I don’t know if most people give up just before their great breakthrough.

What I do know, is that to keep going without seeing any results is hard, and requires a specific mindset.

Each of us has to decide if we are okay looking at the ceiling above our heads or if we want to keep going until we burst through the ceiling and ascend into the sky.IMG_2404

There is no heaven above or below. There is however,  a place we hold sacred, where we believe everything is perfect and there is absolute ease and all our needs will be met.

It sounds great but also boring. The fact is every invention was borne out of a need.

Challenges keep you alert, exercise your mind and allow you to problem solve in incredible ways.

Sometimes you might have to rest for a little while before getting back on track, but never, never, never give up — completely.  That is the living dead.

Find a way to keep your dream alive and keep trying, especially when it seems hopeless. Take a break.  Regroup.  Recharge.  Own what you want.  Accept it and Demand that the universe supports you. DSC03346

P.S.  Make sure you don’t miss the signs of success.  Sometimes you already received what you asked for, but it looks different, so you overlook it.

Don’t be the dog spinning around to catch its tail.

Be the tree that owns is treedom.

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Practice Seeing/Being

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This morning on my daily walk, I decided to take a different path, to push myself a little harder, to see beyond the obvious, to discover what was above the knoll, to go where I have always been planning to go but had not.

I made an agreement with myself to practice seeing all the miniscule things in the environment around me and being present in the moment, free of expectation or worries.

 

What a delight and sense of accomplishment when I made it with such ease to the top and witnessed the world before and below me…The sea spread like a banquet, a boulder island within the reef, rocks jutting up like seals, the sea on her horse leaping over them, swirling in a flirtatious tease.

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Every vantage point offered its own reward.

Five months of walking in this area, but never venturing to the ridge, until this morning.

Then ambling through grass waist deep, crisscrossing to avoid thorns, for a moment, wondering if this is an area populated by snakes, but remembering the mongooses must have gotten then all, and now have switched their palates to iguanas, but not me –a person.

Always present death and life — where do they not intersect?

But most present to how satisfying it is to be able to walk, unencumbered, alone, with the sea to one side,  the sun over head and the feel of  sweat gloving my body…

 

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A Special Breed -St Croix Sheep

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they were crying

tears running down

their faces

these sweet gentle

sheep that looked on

huddled in dismay

as a stray dog attacked and killed

two of their members

 

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white hair with a smooth coat

that does not require shearing

hornless and hardy

they resist parasite

and similar to the people

of this region they are a hybrid

miscegenation

between West African and

European wooled sheep

brought about two hundred years

after the first enslaved Africans

their manure proved

valuable to sugar production

known to be very fertile

ewes often breed twice yearly

yielding twins

occasionally quadruplets

great rummagers

they are better than lawnmowers

oversee land management

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as lamb to consume

their meat is prized

smaller bones/less fat

 

in an ideal world

a flock of sheep

peaceful and harmless

grazing and wandering

all the live-long day

The Journey of Silence

There is a delicate balance

to be achieved between

speaking your truth

and  sitting on what you know

and allowing time to guide

you to right action

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Often it’s important

to take a journey into silence

to block out all external noises

and internal fears

ask yourself

is this the path you envisioned

for yourself

what is it that your heart

seeks to know

what dreams are yours

to live

what life is now

to be given up

for the greater you

to come forth

how to walk in the light

without seeming to hurt another

how to write the stories

of the characters

you’ve lived with

for more than two decades

move forward

listen

accept

know when to avoid

the light and when

to seek

darkness

allowing self

to emerge

and dance intimately

with self

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Pearly-Eyed Thrasher

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as i sat in meditation

i was visited by

a Thrasher

who kept my company

for over ten minutes

waited in fact until

i went inside and got

my camera

posed for me

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flitting from branch

to branch

fluffing herself

all the while

keeping the twig

securely in her beak

i suspect she was

a woman

contemplating

motherhood

pondering the weight

of such desire

should she build a nest

or continue to be

free of such demands

i identified fully

with such deliberations

but thirty years later

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i assured her it was worth

the gamble

with love and dedication

they grow worthy

by nature she’s aggressive

an omnivore who

feeds on large insects

even other birds

i can tell she’ll be

a good mother

providing for her

off-springs

teaching them

independence

–how to make their

own way in life

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UGLY SMELLY FRUIT

noniimagine being saddled with

such a name –Noni

i mean why would anyone

do that even to a fruit

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child don’t you hear me calling you

the teasing

the embarrassment

the sheer frustration

i must admit its biological name

Morinda Citrifolia

is much more pleasing

to the ear

and that it’s related to coffee

well now we could begin a friendship

despite its seedy eyes

that track you from every angle

despite its undefined shape

that seems to be morphing

despite its smell that has earned

it the nick name cheese fruit

-although it is also known as

Great Morinda or Indian Mulberry-

allegedly it’s good for you

perennial and yielding multiple fruits

it begins green then turns yellow

and is almost white when ripe

it sustains many during famine

and is eaten raw or cooked

just add a little salt to enhance the taste

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the Chinese use it to eliminate

impotency as well as treat abdominal pain

it has been rediscovered as the lasted remedy

to reduce inflammation and acne

no matter its origin or medicinal might

i think it should be renamed

maybe Stumped Toe or

Remember to Gargle or

Just Give Me a Break

 

Noni you can find it

almost everywhere in St Croix

ignored by many

avoided by most

but treasured by those

astute to homeopathic remedies

Full Moon Ushering a New Year

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on the eve of Brian’s birthday

the moon was full

when we left our favorite restaurant

after a pre-birthday drink

i thought it was dawn

the night was so light

the smokey white dish

so bright in the sky

moving like a slow rolling ball

i wanted to chase and grab it

there was a poem i could hear

in my mind but could not recite

when we got home i googled

moon poems but could not find it

did my memory trick me

or perhaps there is a moon poem

that wants me to give birth to it

render it as luminous

 

as that round disk in the sky

almost obliterating all other stars

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warming our hearts to appreciate

what’s before and cherish our time

together