A star of hope beats down upon me
as I sit at my playstation,
Ruminating,
Contemplating,
Wondering about past teachers gone awry…. those steely-eyed dragons
fermenting a brew of troubles for me to trip upon
now born again as countless websites to dive into….
the new blackboards of this time and space.
Where do I make my chalk mark?
Where do I make my mark?
Today I sat with stories to tell…
the narration of this humanity’s time and my locus within the scheme of things
As they have been
As they are
And as they are to become
Hoping with the telling that the lights and shapes of stars would descend gracefully down upon the earth washing all with the knowledge of the heavens;
The eternal consciousness of now
The offering up of this blessed moment for our pleasure and delight.
Today, I sit again in wonder and dream a dream of Awakening…..
I play amidst my Heart listening for its beat
And the spaces opening in-between;
The rhythm of my life coursing through me revealing stories of my beginning, my ending, my hopes, and the eternal consciousness flowing deep within.