Fully expanded, I am in place – no longer holding space.
I am in the race to relax, grin, sing, spin and have a good time.
A lollipop and lime – Voice of the mime finally free.
I am hip. I’m swingin.’ I’m me.
Tragedy a thing of the past.
I can blast fully while soothingly holler
of what were my terrible woes of tomorr’er
and laugh at projections I made with my mind.
I see in the dark. It’s the sign of the times
in the brain of a shaman who never was blind.
Remember? ‘Twas never December that year
for the boy who drove into fear
across the ice and never arrived. As his soul flew off
I saw, clearly, his eyes – his Gemin-eyes – amber, kind.
And then another death – another….
That year of death – so many spun away…
winging their way to beyond the gray.
My body felt for years to come
the emotions that landed so strongly then.
But – little by little – through time, I gleaned
what wisdom was meant to come through.
Decades later I now can see what LOVE those deaths
have held for me. For they taught me in reality:
WE NEVER TRULY CEASE TO BE.
Those seemingly gruesome situations
were a shaman’s initiation
into the timeless
I’ve never stopped dancing.
Thanks, Souls of Earth – those that are FREE –
I’m Grateful for the teachers you’ve been –
Will Always BE –
to the smiling, spinning Human that is me!