Happiness
Happiness
Is it a goal
or a way of living?
Living, expressing your wholeness?
gagi 01/20/14
Entelechy
Entelechy
Entelechy
Is it you or is it me?
I sense you, feel you
but cannot see
Always there
We can converse
I ask a question
then you reverse
and ask another
question of me
and in answering it
then i see
And what is it that i see?
Endless choices, endless sea
of movement, of possibility
waiting to take form thru you and me
We sit together
and we converse
What state of mind
can we reverse?
What habit have we, becoming aware
that’s not a useful one to wear?
Now we see it, we can change
Our daily life we rearrange
The guidance given is so immense
The passion felt is so intense
The joy of knowing we can love
ourselves, our presence, all the above
My higher self
is present here
to help us meet
a challenge or fear
Her loving presence
can light our way
as we proceed
from night to day
Precious is the journey’s clock
It marks the time as we take stock
and journey forth, yes hand in hand
transforming with love air, sea and land
In all abodes, all living there
acknowledged, treasured, also aware
the potential by each one, each pair
Entelechy and me – we care
gagi 01/12/14
Transformation
Transformation
At what point does the butterfly recognize what she has become?
She had been a caterpillar for so long and then she had rested.
Now, aware that she is being awakened, the butterfly starts to move.
Movement stirs her senses, senses of self and of where she is.
New senses, new form.
A butterfly reborn.
At what point does the butterfly find out she can fly?
Does she fall from her perch and discover she can glide?
Or does she purposely step out and then try her new wings?
How does the butterfly experience her new freedom?
Her ability to travel and see a larger view?
At what point does the butterfly understand her transformation?
Does she ever become aware of her life’s purpose?
Is she ever aware of her own beauty?
Does she have a sense of her identity?
Or is she simply part of the One, the All That Is, the observer?
Does the butterfly with her new form see the world as the same?
Or does she see the world around her as new too?
Is the world new because of her transformation?
Is the butterfly aware of the many cycles that are spinning?
Does she have a sense of where she is in the great cosmos?
Beyond space and time?
And of her own expansion and transformation?
Is it simply a metaphor for what is happening on a greater scale?
Let us simply observe her, that we may see.
gagi 01/11/14