Beautiful gentle Female rain, falling for hours, Sings her sweet sleep song. . Bear 10March2022 ⓒBearspawprint2022
Tiny bell flowers,
Each with one bright water drop,
Are glowing through fog
Still, so still,
But for the
Curtains of light,
With the illusion
Beyond the silence
Hidden in darkness
The stars sing,
I walk on a path
Of white sand.
August 19, 2018 Agawela
Someone is missing.
Who can it be?
I have searched everywhere.
Who is this person
No one can see?
Have been me?
August 19, 2018 Agawela
Vernal wet darkness,
Croons soothing blue morning song,
Who can bear the rebirth of sorrow
I hear Wind
Voice to sand
ANOTHER LETTER OF WARNING AND GRATITUDE FROM AGAWELA
I am truly grateful for honesty.
Courage is required to face one’s self, and those whom you carry in your heart, without disguise.
Deceit is the most hurtful of betrayals.
Backstabbing and gossip and innuendo and pseudo-insights fueled by misunderstanding and half-truths can cause permanent harm of unknown magnitude through unknown generations.
Betrayal of confidence and trust can cause irreparable harm of unknown magnitude through unknown generations.
Pretending virtue, pretending to pray, doing the motions of rituals without true good intent can open the way for malignant forces and malicious entities to become part of your sphere. This can be a damaging influence, not only on your own life, but on those for whom you truly care —- If you are capable of love, what can cause more grief than to harm the innocents whom you truly care for? False intent can manifest as illness, physical damage in an accident of seemingly unknown cause, or shame, grief, and pain in the heart of the innocent one. Not knowing the why of how they feel, they can become self destructive. Please be of true good intent in all of your actions. If you say you are praying, if you are acting out the outward motions … do PRAY.
I am grateful for those who are whole with themselves and honest with the universe.
I am grateful, also, for the harsh lessons learned through painfully resolved deceit, knowing that some things will never be comfortably resolved. I know that ongoing deceit causes wounds which cannot heal, with unknown repercussions generating sadness as an essence. I also know that deceit can be resolved with honestly facing the deceit and its causes, this also causes wounds, but these wounds, though scarring, can heal.
Thank you for all that you have done.
Thank you. I thank you all.
“The truth shall set you free. But first it will piss you off.” Gloria Steinem
Yesterday, I made a pie.
I cut the pie into quarters, intending for Roy to get one half and Corky to get one half.
When cleaning up, later in the evening, I looked at the pie. There were one quarter and one eighth slices left.
They each said they did NOT make any additional cuts or slices to the pie. Roy told me he had eaten least half.
Corky told me he ate one quarter.
How can that be?
In the morning, Corky ate all that was left.
I am pretty sure I made a pie with only four quarters, not a pie with nine eighths.
Agawela August 14, 2017
I LIVE WITHIN THE LONGING THAT ASKS THE QUESTION WITH NO ANSWER.
TAUNTING AND UNTOUCHABLE, IS THE MAGNETIC HEART OF A PERFECTLY LOVEABLE MONSTER.
HE WEEPS IN ANGUISH THAT COMPASSION REQUIRES TOO MUCH.
HIS SORROW IS ENDLESS FOR HE WILL NEVER KNOW THE PAIN OF ANOTHER.
BEREFT OF EMPATHY, LOST IN THE WORDS OF LOVE, HE ANCHORS IMPULSE IN DOGMA.
I DREAM FOR MY BELOVED THE INFINITE TANGLED COMPLICATIONS OF UNDERSTANDING.
YET HE IS PURE IN HIS IRRITATED INDIFFERENCE, HIS TEARS DRIFT IN THE VOID.
HE MOCKS ME FOR MY QUESTIONS THOUGH I KNOW THE ANSWERS CAN ONLY BE APPROACHED.
IN HIS INNOCENCE HE ASKS WHERE AM I LEADING IN MY SPIRALING
I SAY ALL PATHS LEAD TO THE HEART. ALL PATHS LEAD TO ONE.
HE IS SECURE KNOWING THAT OF ALL THE MANY ONES HE IS THE ONE CHOSEN.
HE IS THE DEVIL OF FAR AWAY, COMPLETELY LOVED.
Agawela … 04.05.2017