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

The Hidden Path~ August 30, 2016 

Picture taken by me at Muir Woods , CA 8.27.16

Why are we born with a feeling of emptiness ?
Even as children we feel this desperate longing to find happiness outside ourselves.
We walk through an abyss of nothingness,

Trying to get it.

An incredible longing to find true love.

Is it childhood conditioning?

Or is it more than that?

A feeling that drives us, that makes us feel as if though we are searching,

For someone. For something.

So we seek and crawl.

And we love, and lose.

And we learn.

And we keep searching, almost desperately as if thirsting for air.

So we love again, and lose again.

And then finally, through this loss, we learn there’s freedom in letting go,

Unlocking a key to a new self discovery,

A self realization that what we had been  aching for was always sitting inside ourselves.

That what we had always been searching for was our very own soul.

And had we not felt that unquenchable emptiness, we would have never been driven,

To find it.

To awaken.

~gg

Virtual Walls – August 12, 2016

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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

 

 

 

 

Unlocking the Key ~July 28, 2016

picture taken by me July 24, 2016

“If you have all this power,” she urged,  “why don’t you use it to get yourself out of jail? Do something!”

Only moments before he had been showing her how powerful he was by moving objects with his mind.

“I can’t use my power for things like that,” the old man answered, “I am here to live out my purpose.”

He walked away and went inside the court room where he was being tried for murder.

She knew he was innocent.

He, however, was choosing to allow his destiny to unravel itself at the mercy of the universe.

After several hours inside the courtroom he came out smiling, now a free man.

He walked over to her and stated,  “she did her part. She testified even though she barely knew me, and she brought forth evidence that demonstrated my innocence.”

She felt relieved.

She was relieved to know that her sister had chosen not to hold any grudges over him; even though they had just learned he was their estranged grandfather.

She knew how her sister was and she had feared she would chose not to help him.  The old man was a stranger to them.  He had been gone their entire lifetime.

She had not expected for her to come forward, but was pleased that she had, having for a moment felt so so powerless with the inability to intervene.

And then,  reading her thoughts, he looked deep into her eyes and explained,”I was at her mercy. We all have to play our part.”

“You see,” he continued, “each relationship is made up of two pieces. Like if balancing out an equation, each one of us must do our part in accomplishing our piece of the puzzle.”

He further explained, “I had to go to jail even though I could have used my power to influence my innocence. But it was up to your sister to come forward and do her part. It was her part of the lesson.”

She looked at him in awe.  She could not believe he had been willing to stand still.  To have allowed his future to rest in the hands of her sister.

Smiling he nodded and quietly said:

“We must each do our part to accomplish the lesson on boths sides. This is how we unlock the key.  That is how we are able to proceed to the next level…..

And now because of this, I am truly free.”

~gg

A Sweet Tragedy ~ July 20, 2016


Do you ever wonder why we recreate history ?
What is it that compels us to relive the same situation again with a different person, when we know how things will end?

Is it because we believe that since we have been here before it will hurt less?

Or is it because we are still too arrogant to think we could  change the result?

Too soon one falls in love, and too soon that person finds the woman of his dreams.

Having been here before, does that make one sort of a sweet catalyst for the other person’s discovery of true romantic love?

Is one’s unconditional love simple a gateway to a world the other person never new existed?

With one’s tragedy being that one would lose that other person forever; yet be forever selflessly happy for them?

And still, one would repeat history again if one could.

Even though it desperately hurts.

Just to love them again.

Just to be able to have them in one’s life just one more time.

~gg

Flashbacks of Non-Existent Moments – July 13, 2016

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Did I fall in love with you today, or was it yesterday?

As for here, we have never even met.

Was it in a different time, or in a different place beyond this universe?

Am I loving you right now?

Do we find ourselves currently together, but in a different land foreign to this world?

Flashbacks of moments that never existed,

I can still taste the scent of your hypnotizing energy.

I know nothing about you, yet I know everything.

Drawn to you, you visit and speak to me with love, but in my dreams.

The earth signals to us as our frequencies grow stronger, succumbing to each other’s desire to find one another.

Is this part of a game we both agreed to play together?

One where we decided to place ourselves in each side of the world, only to see if we could magnetically, and without a physical meeting, find one another?

Because what a wonderful feeling it is to know that you are in this world.

~gg

The Turning Point ~ July 3, 2016

Every moment is a piece of a large jigsaw puzzle.

Time, although not linear, still places each of these pieces in perfect order.

One piece must first be placed into the jigsaw puzzle so that the other may follow, but the second cannot exist without the first.

The falling away of an old relationship, followed by another, and then another was caused by each new jigsaw piece placed. 

Each new piece once added provided just a little more color and insight as to the new shape commencing to lay out before you.

At first you may not like the shape that appears to be forming.  Each of those small jigsaw pieces may be dark, distasteful, and confusing.

You may not be able to foresee the new shape that’s being created because there are so many pieces of this part of the puzzle still missing. 

Resistant to change, you may see ugliness, and nothing exciting about what has newly transcended.

However, still, and out of curiosity to know what will end up coming out of all this, you choose to continue to place the next piece, and then the next.  

And then there’s that serendipitous moment; that moment that like magic finally arrives. Now you have enough pieces laid out in front of you to be able to finally see that the combination of these has revealed a larger unfounded truth.

Each of these pieces, each of these happenings, and every knew piece of visual knowledge received, was preparing you for something bigger.

The big picture in all these sequential moments resulting in a major push forward. The shape of a large wave swaying you fiercely into a new alignment, for a grandeur, and more purposeful life.

A turning point in your story.

~gg

Free Thinkers – June 14, 2016

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“Let’s change the world,” he said.

“How?” she asked.

“Start with love, and go back to the beginning,” he responded, “everything you were taught as a child needs some re-visiting.”

“What do you mean?” She looked at him in awe.

“Whatever feels natural, whatever feels good, that’s what you must follow…” he replied, continuing on in a very gentle and loving voice, “Look around you, and then look inside yourself, and then after that, ask yourself what makes sense, and what doesn’t? “

He leaned in closer and whispered with passion, “the more truthful you are with yourself about your life it will start having an impact on everything around you.  But, in order to do so, you must be brave.  Don’t let fear cloud your judgment.  Follow through, always acting out of love. That alone will give you clarity, and change your reality.  We are free thinkers, and we are here to change the world….”

~gg

A Letter to Guarded Hearts – June 9, 2016

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We are not supposed to say what we feel.

We fear that in doing so,

We will expose ourselves too much;

That we might lose in the very same game that we ourselves choose to play.

We long for connection, but deny it to ourselves.

We prefer superficiality to guard ourselves from any pain.

We choose emptiness, at the slightest idea of missing someone.

But, I ask you this, do you really feel alive?

~gg