Vanished

August 20th, 2010

Where does Love go
when it fades one day?
Does it end up with lost socks
the washer stole away?

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Smile

August 13th, 2010

Shining through the
Mirky
Inside,
Light
Emerges

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CHANGE

August 9th, 2010

Cherished attachments fall away as
Hope arises that
Another day will bring
New beginnings and
Gifts of Love, for only Love is
Eternal, My Friend and Once Beloved.

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HOPE Is A Four Letter Word

February 16th, 2010

Heart
Open,
Possibilities
Everywhere

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Touching The Light Within

January 11th, 2010

inside me is a space of Light
a place to Breathe when I feel tight
to go within and renew my Sight
a space to fill with Will and Might
when all around feels like plight
a space that’s safe, where I feel Bright
drawing in energy from Full Moon’s Light
a space to soar high like a kite
where I am God(dess) filled with White Light
a space to grow to my full Height
to rise above and fill with Fight
a space for me, where me’s alright
a space where I will rest Tonight.

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The Week Before Christmas (aka Car Wars)

December 24th, 2009

‘Twas the week before Christmas, when all through the town,
All the creatures were shopping, and pushing horns down.
“Hoooonk!!!” went the horns, “Get out of my way!
Don’t you know Christmas is just a few days away?!”
The parking lots were full with cars and shoppers galore,
Everyone pushing and shoving to get to the store.
It mattered not that it’s a time for good cheer,
Or that they had all known it was coming all year.
This was the week for their gift shopping to do,
Making going for groceries a hazard to you.
I drove along carefully, knowing no one would yield,
With their last minute shopper personality revealed.
When off to my left there arose such a clatter,
I quickly turned my head to see what was the matter.
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a bright flash,
Seems two hurried up shoppers their cars they did crash.
One of them yelled, “Hey watch where you go!”
The other one said, “I couldn’t stop on the snow!”
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But an officer’s car, with eight flashing lights clear,
With a burly young driver, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment it must be Sgt. Nick.
More rapid than shoppers, his badges they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called the drivers by name;
“Now, Billy! Now, Joey! Just what did you do?
Seems that I’ve got to write tickets for you two!
To the side of my car! Spread your hands and stand tall!
Don’t dash away! dash away! dash away all!”
Let this shopping adventure be a lesson to you,
Get started in January, whatever you do!

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Mother Moon

October 6th, 2009

When my life is more simple, I am more connected to the passage of time. I’ve really been in touch with how much I need simplicity and nature to keep me in a good place and just to feel me, feel my Self. When I was walking after dinner last night (now a few nights ago), I was surprised by the full moon popping up over the trees. I started to cry. It was so beautiful and I was so grateful for its presence and beauty.

It was so reassuring, too, that nothing stays the same.  My life is such that I currently pray for change.  There are cycles and rhythms and, like the moon, sometimes the changes are so small from day to day that I don’t notice them.  Still, they are real and, over time, I can take their measure.  I found much comfort in that remembrance and my connection with that rhythm.

As a woman whose body has a rhythm of ebb and flow much like that of the moon, I fell deeply connected to Her.  I am now 45.  I wonder how that connection will change over time as my cycles move away from Hers, becoming less predictable and then stopping altogether.   I won’t even know that my cycles have really stopped until I look back over a year of their absence.

Like the moon changes, my body’s changes, too, will come slowly.  One day at a time, they will be unnoticeable.   Over time, I can take their measure.  For today, as the moon is already waning, I look forward again to Her fullness and to mine.

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A Birthing Prayer

September 27th, 2009

I pray for the mother about to give birth.
I pray for the child ’bout to walk on this Earth.
I pray for their safety as they move through this change.
I pray that tomorrow we will not be the same.

Copyright 2009 by Patty Love

Notes:
– May be sung to the rhythm “ta ta ti-ti-ti-ti ta ta ti-ti-ti-ti”  (If I find a better way to express this musically, I’ll edit the post.)
– The last line is meant as a more general prayer for the rebirth and raising of consciousness of the world’s people.  This is along the lines of one of the Buddhist traditions of praying for ourselves and then for all sentient beings.

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Invitation to Joy

September 22nd, 2009

Quietly at first it begins
as the dawn chorus awakens.
A few “early birds” start to sing
then more arise and join in.
My mind’s ears hears them as I sleep
and my dream I cannot keep.
Like a diver I begin to stir
and swim up through sleep’s layers.
Slowly my mind comes awake
just as dawn begins to break.
Earth’s music plays within my heart
and joyous feelings begin to start.
An invitation to Joy today
that I may walk The Beauty Way.

patty (fern) love
Copyright 2009

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Free Hugs – And A Few Bonuses

September 12th, 2009

I had an amazing day!  Inspired by a YouTube video where a man stands with a simple sign that reads “free hugs” and hugs willing passersby, I did the same.  I attended the Rochester Pagan Pride Festival today and, with the organizers’ prior permission, carried a “free hugs” sign with me all day.  It’s a day that will long live in my memory.

I don’t know that I can accurately relate what it was like exactly.  One thing I can tell you is that it was fun.  While some people kept their distance – sometimes without making eye contact and sometimes with a smile and a “no thank you” – others approached me eagerly.  A few even run up to me, arms open.  One woman said she’d always wanted to do that.  She liked it so much that I offered her a second hug, this time with the sign on the ground and both of my arms open and ready.  That was really fun.

The kids were also especially fun.  If you haven’t hugged a wee one in a while, see if you can make that happen.  One young girl, who took the initiative and approached me, told me that I hug better than her mom.  (I hope her mom didn’t hear that.) 

There was one special child who will stay in my memory.  She didn’t say a word and couldn’t have with the pacifier in her mouth.  Not more than two years old, she ran right up and hugged me.  Then she ran right back to her daddy and gave him a hug first and then her mama.  This girl knows what to do with a hug – pass it on to someone else.  They’re not meant to be hoarded.

One of my favorite parts of the day was staying present during the hug and feeling when it was time to let go.  In order to stretch myself and truly give hugs, I made a commitment to myself to keep hugging until the receiver let go.  I didn’t want to be the one to stop the hug because I wanted to give each person what he or she needed and wanted.  Sensing that moment was tricky and I was wrong a few times.  Some of the hugs were very quick.  I gave a great, tight hug and let go when I sensed the person pulling away.  It was easy to know when to end those hugs.  Other hugs lasted much longer and I felt myself a little uncomfortable or maybe it was impatience.  Regardless of the emotion, I started just the slightest movement of pulling away (still with awareness) and discovered that the receiver was still fully engaged.  So back in I went, arms tight, letting the receiver end the hug.  Then it felt right to stop. 

I also met a special man, Peter.  I can’t tell you here all that we talked about today but I felt then and still do now that I was talking with God or, at the very least, someone who knows Him well.   As I told my husband, I truly felt like I was in the presence of the divine and I feel changed by the experience.  And it all started with a simple hug.

In all cases, I thanked the brave soul who received my hug and most thanked me.  I accepted their gratitude but I know that I was the one who was actually receiving, and it started by giving. 

Sometimes when you give a hug, a hug that comes all the way from your toes, you get back more than you give.  Try it.

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