Strike a Match

There are times in my life when, just like magic, all becomes clear. These are times of wide eyed, freshly experienced emotion and commotion.

As we get older these feeling are harder to come by, since we have long since experienced it all. Or so we think ... Strike a match!

Much like a mixture of chemicals and fluids produces many more results than the sum of its parts, we too are mixtures of not only chemicals and fluids, but time and space as well. We are three dimensional and as such can reach out in a thousand directions at will.

We, and only we, are the masters of our universe. Only we can make things happen or let them lie. It is up to us to create the magic that we can be and take it to stellar heights.

Where there is possibility let there be pursuit. Where there are blossoms let us look for the fruit. And if there are challenges let us recruit and take from inner strength to help us    reconstitute.

Where are the possibilities if not in our fears, and where are the challenges if not in our tears. Would it be fruitful if we did not first plant the seed. And how does the flower grow amongst all the weeds?

Show me mountain that has not been climbed. And show me an ocean that has not been stride. To take to the air is the answer it seems. The higher we fly the greater our dreams.

Running in Reverse

What happens when time catches up with itself? Perhaps it merely waits or does it speed on by only to look back in remiss?

Life is something that defies definition for if it where defined it would not longer be alive. But life is the process by which we tangibly exist in a certain place, at a certain time, and in a special way.

To let the mind run free is like letting go of the reins of a wild stallion only to find that control is no longer an issue, but rather hanging on for the ride is more to the point.

As the sun sets on my last decades of diligence it occurred to me that all the planning and scheming that I managed to accomplish did not in fact produce the end result that I thought I was after. Instead I found myself thinking that maybe it was for not.

But today I had an epiphany, a moment of enlightenment if you will. Today I realized that all the twists and turns that my life has taken were most definitely for a reason, and that reason was that I had not been true to myself in the very beginning. Maybe if I had listened to my inner voice in the beginning things would have been more straight forward.

However, I also realize that early on there is not much for a beginner to say. Experiences must occur in order for ones mind to develop, and eventually, much like any other living organism, mathematics enters and the building blocks begin to be put into place. From this point on, left to our own devices, we could easily run in any direction and so guidance is necessary.

Guidance is the key word. A gentle steering, a well placed hand to aid us in whichever direction we are comfortable going. So maybe I have done exactly what I needed to do. No more, no less. Perhaps it is only my mind running past itself that stops to say "what has taken you so long to get here?"

Blue Moon

Blue Moon, you saw me standing alone ...

Once every three or four years when the planets align and the mood is just right, there is this anomaly called a blue moon. Even though the moon is not necessarily blue it is most beautiful and bountiful, and big.

Perhaps the thing to remember about a blue moon is that it is indeed rather rare. It gives us a second chance to howl and dance, and dream.

When ever I see a full moon it fills me with anxiety and a lust for life for sure. It makes my heart race and my blood boil. Could it be that we are connected somehow to this I primordial presence and bound by its gravitational tug and pull?

As I stand on my terrace tonight and bask in its lunar glow, I can't help but remember other full moons in other times and places. Full moons in Paris and Portugal. Blue moons in Rio and Rome, and many other occurrences from San Francisco to Miami more. Each and every time this luminary appears there is magic surrounding it and I stand in awe of it.

If there is a universal deity than the moon must be its other, for as the stars in the firmament concur there could not be another ...

Swimming for Life

At times I feel I am afloat upon a stormy sea. With one hand holding on for life and the other holding thee.

Sometimes the winds are volatile and other times serene, but most times they are what they are and I am where I need.

To venture forth in haste, unbraced is something we must heed. But to venture out in confidence is something we must need.

When calm has come to consciousness in moments where agreed. Then gentle thoughts of calm repose can heal the heart indeed.

I find myself immersed in life and awash amongst its seas. But with the help of other hands I find my course and lead. And find my voice indeed.

Being Master of My Soul

 

 

I silently sing a rhyming song. A song of many moon lit notes. A song that's never done.

Like water in an autumn sky, where currents ever run. To the sun drenched shores of eternity, from where they first have come.

Then time itself stands by alert, kissing the coming dawn. A new day awakens the sleeping soul, and a new beginning has begun.

Spirits of the earth and sky let your selves be known. Conjure up a perfect moment, let you energies be  shown.

All your elements are now in play, air, earth, fire and water combine into a magic mix that sets the autumn skies on fire.

Then setting in the evening sun you rest upon the night, and in so doing give it life and set its wings to flight.

Perhaps my wish if granted woud be to hold you in eternity.

Change

What a year, and the best is yet to come!

Starting with a change of residence, to an early semi retirement, to a reinvention of self, and culminating in a marriage in Palm Springs California. It has been a year of change. A year of lovely, wonderful changes ...

You may have noticed that my blog was stalled back in October. Stalled but not stopped. For those of you who follow by blog, it has continued on facebook.com and will be translating to blogspot.com this month. However, we may be changing over to a new blog spot soon. I will be posting progress along the way. And if anyone has missed me, feel free to contact me at haysdobnick.com for a copy of past postings.

Change is good. Some times volital, but most times good!

Namaste ...

Meditiation in Blue & White

Cool, crisp paradise of blue and white. Miracle of nature standing serenely in the days pure light.
Perfect vision of another space in time. Specter of a secret place where we can join in songs and rhymes.
May you never dream alone in time, or cry in vain at anytime.

And when you sleep in the dark of night may guardians lovingly protect your flight. Till the morning comes again with might to bathe you in its gentle light.
All your dreams they can come true. And all they really need are you!