GridWorkers & GeoArtists, Sacred Geometry Nature inspired poetry, dance & song
Mirrored Images
Our trees wore skirts, upstanding skirts
that looked as if they were floating on water
mirrored skirts , skirts trimmed in blancmange green
pleated skirts, made from natures greening and glorious love
At low water those skirts seemed to grow longer, serene skirts
no seamstress in this land could have crafted skirts as these
no thread could have held wonder together like water
a cool translucent water, a green misty water
Julie
Feb 2024
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On Earth as it is in heaven
each a petal of the largest heart
sanctioned by love to never depart
each flower on earth in human form
love is natural, love is warm
red roots dig deep
they fire the earth
when man stands firm
all nature births
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Tai
Sept 2015
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The Thriving Line
There is a line between two boundaries
one being natural, one man made
one with barbs, one with boughs
each made from the Greening Time
each hewn in Creation's name
I know the shelter of that space
where energy meets and surrenders to green
it is the place where dandelion clocks
tell the time... how do they know how they do that
our breath makes the leap as we apply ourselves to action
we are all in that sacred act of creation
as our drum hearts meet and we engender mass
Tai
March 2015
edited Feb 2024
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picture I made when I used to have photoshop... had such fun making images from my photos... feeing nostalgic looking back, it surprises me because I can't remember having made some of them.
Catch the feeling
Can you see the little white figure?
hiding behind the trees
caught in recollection
cool magic of the breeze
Dancing leaves atop of grasses
they fell from up above
meandering in a feeling
that lifts and soothes with love
Faeries in the woodlands
quiet don’t make a sound
their gifts are in the silence
a hush is all around
~0~
Feb 2014
edited Feb 2024
poem and image
Tai
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Each of the other
One looked one way
one looked the other
one with eyes closed
a sister....a mother?
the moon circled round
the tree raised her roots
the pomegranate glistened
it sent out its shoot
each life is for living
even when it ends
take the fruit of the moment
the fruit with no end
~0~
Tai
September 2015
I love nothing more than doing energy alchemy and qi-gong with the trees,they also give me gifts,like last night I was in my garden doing a bit of weeding maintenance before the rains came crashing down & I found in amongst my sword Ferns these massive round fruity hairy balls under them,like small watery potatoes and the plant it said to me to eat them - cos I'm always looking for wild things to eat,..I then googled it first just in case and found yeah you can eat them..so I'm gonna munch away,cos there is heaps of them.
I just have to get past the hairs & skin stuck in my teeth lol
...but I found this post brings it all home,..trees are our friends for sure fuzzy fruit n all..where would we be without them..
Yes it's great being out in nature and doing qi-gong with the trees, yoga on the lawn. what kinda taste...mmmm yum!
I have to be honest I didn't like em, they just tasted like water and earth no real other flavour of their own,and the hairs put me off slightly lol,like I gave up eating dirt when I was a kid you know....but hey I had to try something new,tis just me being me..novelty foraging as you do....nah I like things with some kind of real flavour to them at least..so they will stay in the garden..
Hmm no I dont think so either hahhahah,well least I'm still alive though,they said they wernt toxic they were telling the truth......Oh maybe I should have baked them and added some salt or spices or put them in a stew or something,would be hard to peel the hairs off them though, nah pass on them cant be bothered now lol..
The world as you know it - all that you see, taste, feel and touch, comprises only about 5% of all of the stuff of the universe. The other 95% is what we have considered "nothing" or the "firmament" or dark matter or the heavens or mystic Other Worlds. This 95% is multi-dimensional and consists of potential realities that may be perceived.
A single thought...a mere whisper, ...... barely upon a breeze that catches a spark... all is tinder before the firestorm... and yet.
ONLY that whisper
ONLY that thought
the world is forever changed beyond the fears and dreams of cardboard men.
Freedom and change starts within:
It is encouraged by truth and courage of people who love
Built by the respect of true beings standing as one before each other.
Lets us cross every man made borders
without fear stare into eyes and hearts of all our brothers and sisters: within our words without shouting,or force to hold each to our truths; and let us without fear freely share what works...
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