by | Apr 1, 2021 | Philosophy

Confusion ’bout who we are
Or, how we enter-act
Things we find are happening
And stuff we seem attract

The fact we are common forces (*1)
With potential interplay (*2)
Acting and then reacting
Unconsciously along the way (*3)

Senses given generously
To see, to speak, to hear
Spirits monitoring and creating
Yet, understanding, not always clear

Something happens within a life
That jars us to the bone
In repetition, take it here and there
And, or, share it on the phone (*4)

The listener, a spirit too
Taking it all in
Exacerbates the problems
Perhaps a sympathetic friend

Our ignorance has been fostered
As our force has been concealed
Frequencies gather force and strength
Until the genesis revealed

Live not in past experience
Throwing rocks overhead
Re-living traumas constantly
Replace the rocks with bread

Cast bread upon the water
Gratitude for each breath
Consciousness matures this way
With each and every step

The past is but a memory
A way we’ve gained our knowledge
Experience teaches what we need
Not indoctrination of college (*5)

Let the metaphor of death (*6)
And the funeral proceeding
Be an example of an ending
A heart no longer beating

The legacy of that life well live
Will shine through every mind
But experiences that jar us
Are a legacy not so kind

The past is where we’ve come from
It’s the place of childhood growth
As we’ve learned through thick and thin
It’s our future that holds our hope

Fear not, speak not of problems gone
They inspire what is to come
A recipe for disaster
Which will just put you on the run

3/6/20 #1

(*1) We are equal, we share common attributes, we are all forces living
within our own lives. One spirit, one body living together and sharing life
as a way to grow and develop.

(*2) Our world throws us together in various ways. As a barber-stylist I
provide a service, which pulls us together.

(*3) Most people are not fully conscious. When we need something, we tend
to it, like something as mundane as a haircut. Heaven knows when people
speak, they don’t question whether what they are saying is something they
actually need to hear. “What we can’t be with, won’t let us be.” When we
are a harbor to our beliefs ( or un-supporting behaviors … behaviors that
undermine our personal health or the health of others) that are
inconsistent with the flow of energy consistent with world transformation,
conditions keep arising to point back to that fact. The judgments we hold,
and our interpretations of them, and their continual resurfacing won’t
disappear until we become conscious of them.

(*4) As we keep living within a situation that is negative, and continually
reiterate the negativity, it acts as a mechanism through quantum
entanglement to increase issues we don’t want to experience, we become a
conduit toward our own devolvement or devolution.

(*5) Because we live in a culture where ego is supreme, we have a tendency
to hold those with an advanced education in higher esteem than those of us
who have not had the ‘advantage.’ [an aside: I think what we’re seeing
through all the highly educated lawyers in government and the globalist
think-tanks, education is being used as a weapon of destruction.]

(*6) Adding this here is a real 2-edged sword because you feel the guilt of
having killed someone. However, with this line, I’m trying to soften the
pain. The guy is gone, and whatever he stood for is the legacy he left
behind. I know that sounds cold; but it’s just the cold-hard facts. Those
facts won’t change, so rather than living under the harshness of
self-condemnation, which will only affect the lives of self and others
around, it needs to be accepted and every action here-to-fore needs to have
more conscious attention attached.

Linda Brady

Linda Brady

Grandma Linda is a squigily peg in a square hole. Her poetry is aimed at moving the world to love, unity and perfect margaritas. And after years of perfecting the art, she has the skill to paint a better world and make it so.

When she is not serving customers, gazing at rocks, or visiting her grandchildren Linda is writing poetry. And even during all the above activities she has been known to write still.

– Zackary (self proclaimed “Favorite Grandson”)