The Sound – 10.29.16


Come outside with me.

Sit for a moment.

Try to breathe deeply, but not through your nose.

Instead, take in the air in with your skin, 

 Taste every molecule with your body,

Like when thirst becomes quenched by a drink,

And in that space of pure oneness,

where breathe becomes one with the feeling of air,

As it moves through your body,

Is when you will notice, 

That everything,

The entire universe,

is just the feeling,

Of sound. 

~gg

The Way He Loves 🌞~October 25, 2016

Picture taken by me September 2016- Bimini Bahamas

I always adore the way the sunlight reaches out trying to passionately caress and melt into colors, all the loveliness that lies within his reach.

~gg 🌞🌈💕 

True Love Waits – 10.20.16

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We let anger get the best of us.

We have no idea why we feel we must behave a certain way,

When it’s all just a quest,

A voyage to find our lost selves,

We plow through, but forcefully,

Hurting the ones we love,

Unintentionally,

All because our soul is screaming to break free,

But we did not know.

We did not understand.

So we created sparks,

Turmoil and waves,

A collateral damage

Which still remains,

And it’s not until that moment

That it all clicks.

That we could have gotten to our destination,

In another way,

A better way.

There is always, a gentle way,

To seek our truths.

It starts with forgiveness.

~gg

“In a gentle way, you can shake the world.”  ~ Mahatma Gandhi

 

Blind Folded – 9.22.16

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Photographer Unknown
She felt relieved.

His tight grip finally letting go of her arm, having had her pinned down on the floor for weeks now.

She had been unable to move.

Forced to stay still.

In a frozen state,

Made to observe,

The things she’d done.

The sadness she’d caused.

The lies she had told herself.

And it was not until she took responsibility for it,

That he finally released her.

Tears spilled down her eyes as she recognized herself in the mirrors that he had placed before her,

He whispered “don’t be so hard on yourself, you were blindfolded; you didn’t know better.”

And with a small wave of his hand, and as to give her a short break,

Mercury Retrograde smiled and walked away.

~gg

 

 

Deep into the Darkness- 9.7.16

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Picture taken by me, 9/7/16 “You are not forever in the dark. Look up. There’s the Light”

 

I often wonder if nature is a poet.

Painting a picture,

As it portrays a story,

Ever so symbolically,

Of lessons to learn,

Of things to come.

 

The character in this story,

Has limited view of what lies ahead.

A long dark road being enveloped in total darkness,

A lightning storm of conflict building up further ahead.

 

The character is faced with a choice,

Either turn back and run away,

Or find some bravery within him,

And face the chaos that has been waiting up ahead.

 

And as the character approaches this tunnel of darkness,

With unclear and unsettling eyes,

The poet whispers, “go bravely on, this is the way,”

And with a stroke of his brush, paints a magical rainbow high in the skies,

Above the darkest of clouds, to lead the way.

 

Thus depicting one of nature’s favorite folklore tales;

That speak of facing obstacles to find greater opportunities,

That tell us we must go deep into to the darkness, in order to find the light within ourselves.

~gg

Forgiveness ~ 8.19.2016

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Those past relationships that sting.

Friends that become strangers due to our  personal limitations and differences.

People you might have fallen in love with once and never spoke to again.

Years of mistakes. 

Years of repeating those mistakes.

And on the full moon in Aquarius, and anniversary night, 

You walk into a room of old faces from the past; every single situation that had once ended badly,

packed neatly inside this room almost as if for careful examination.

A magnificent coincidence.

The universe so beautifully calculation to  orchestrate such a thing, 

Simply to point out that the things that might have bothered her before, no longer affected.

Only to demonstrate that what remained after these failed relationships, regardless of any wrongdoings or mistakes,

Was love.

Virtual Walls – August 12, 2016

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Artist Unknown

I’m starting to realize just how lonely most people truly are.

Could it be that the warm tenderness we used to feel through human contact has been deeply severed;

Consequences of modern technology, which has intensely crated a false sense of togetherness.

Where we befriend people from afar without getting “too personal,”

Each one of them parading behind a mask;

Acting out their magnificent role on their glorious stage,

A beautiful theatrical performance specifically catered to its audience.

A virtual reality where we can no longer differentiate between truth and deception.

A dangerous story which could leave us vulnerable to unfathomable pain.

And so we choose protection by creating walls that enslave us.

Resulting in our no longer being spectators, but also now participants,

In the very same cold and disconnected world;

leaving us empty;

making us creators of our very own lonely world.

~gg

 

 

Infinity – 8.1.2016

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Sun Analemma in ancient Delphi, Greece. Photographer Anthony Ayuomamitis Source:National Geographic

You feel it, don’t you?

The way the storms move inside your chest?

Does your skin crawl with every breathe you take?

When did you notice it?

That full heaviness that sets in right in middle of your chest.

It’s new, isn’t it?

You don’t even know where it comes from,

Or when it was that it first appeared.

But it’s the interconnectedness of it all.

The feel of the gravitational pull of the earth.

Pushing you forward, setting you onto your destined course.

An infinite oneness;

A mixture of both

joy and the pain;

fear and the love;

And all because….we are one.

~gg

 

 

 

 

The Game ~ August 1, 2016

Photographer Unknown


You win and you lose.

Choices are given to us,

Like a binary code inside a programmed game,

We choose left or right; yes or a no.

But we are blind, and confused. And all we can do is hope.

Feeling powerless along the way,

We look back and learn from what’s happened to us.

Until we realize we can take our power back,

And learn to play.

~gg

Hard and clear – July 23, 2016

“Write hard and clear about what hurts.” ~Ernest Hemingway

Ironically it’s very seldom that we truly know the root cause of our suffering.

We feel so lonely we seek solace in others.

We become completely bored with the shallowness of it all, but blindly continue to seek more of the same.

We work to live, not live to work.

We wonder why we chose to live this way, but never do anything about it because at birth we were given a set of life instructions indicating the way our life was to be.

But then one day we start questioning everything. The little things. Because it doesn’t make sense. 

Because the way we were told to be is a perfect formula for numbness.

So you finally remember that you came here to live and not die a slow death.

So you dance. And you love with an unconditional love, so great, that it’s unfathomable.

And then one day you realize that what hurts is something very different than what you had initially expected.

It has transmuted into something with more grandeur, as you start feeling the pain of the world.

And alas there’s the pain of missing someone that you have never even met.

~gg