Sacred Spaced

Sacred Space

Sacred space –
this time and place –
connected to the All

Solitude –
it is what preludes
a connection to the multitudes

Quagmire exists
Open up those fists
and allow in the Light and Love

Cherish the times
when all life rhymes
as poetry in your heart

Make no excuse
It’s time to let loose
and be all that you are

The crust of protection
you’ve placed in each direction
is blocking the Love and the Light

It is time for expansion
to unite with the transom
Expand and fracture that shell

And what will emerge –
what you have tried to submerge,
is a new you you’ll want to meet

Let sacred space
be your new home base
to nurture the birth of the new

Your newness discovered –
a wholeness uncovered –
allows you to spin like a ball

A ball or a sphere
catapults without fear
attracted to sources of Light

The photons are dancing
and our participation’s enhancing
creation from sacred space

Come dance with your Light –
every cell of your site –
and merge with the multitudes o’er

Envision the new
then come back to ensue
bringing form to what you have seen

Jingle the sounds
of all that abounds –
magic enhancement of Light

Twist it and twirl it
Manage and swirl it
Love it and bring it to form

Form that is born
from sacred space

From sacred space
the old replace

Replace
with
Grace
and
Love

gagi     08/21/13

Honour the Children

Honour the Children

What she witnessed today again gave her great pain
And she remembered it happening – again and again
We must speak our truth – forget anger and shame
Violence to others – all must stop and refrain

Refrain from repeating the actions we’ve seen
From parents and teachers and others who’ve been
Role models who have lost it, let loose or been mean
Hurt us with roughness or language obscene

Oh how can we stop this – a disease that has spread?
Thru generations perhaps but now there’s more to dread
The movies, TV, texts, even songs
Distorting a beautiful world and a grandmother mourns

Throughout this world,  affecting all living things…
The children, blessed children with sweetness are born
We love them, protect them yet soon brews a storm:

….A child defies, choosing its own way of seeing, expresses its own understanding, using its own tone….
….An adult or older child corrects them and blocks who they are
and misses the opportunity to hear their perspective….

Oh let them be who they were born to be
Let them be who they are here to be
They chose their families and will teach them too
If given the chance, they’ll share wisdom with you

Where two or more gather, friends, family or by birth
Country, race, religion or who came first
Differences can be a problem if we let them be
and some choose to comment on what they see

Who’s responsible for action or language that’s rough?
Is that who we want to the future entrust?
Can we not see the richness in our cultures’ diversity
and tolerate and honour our different complexity?

Oh guide us dear Ancestors, Elders, Great Spirit
We need help right now – surely you can hear it
How do we allow the journeys of others
when what they do harms the little ones – sisters and brothers?

Prayers and visions for how we can change
Surely the answers are somewhere in range
Carry the Light and the Love to the ones
Who are lacking the patience for this world’s daughters and sons

Let us receive the wisdom that’s there
And show to our young ones just how much we care
Gentleness, kindness to these loving, sweet beings
If we all lived like sweet children we’d enjoy loving feelings


gagi     TBL