Cherry blossoms,
Floating like butterfly wings,
Winds kissing the tress,
Beautifully impermanent,
We are speck of dust in the eternal dance,
Spinning and floating like wind kissed blossoms,
Only here for a moment,
An kiss from our mother’s lips,
A whispered prayer,
A beating heart,
Silence.
soul
NaPoWriMo Day 14 and Day 15
Poem Day 14
The distance between us is measured in heartbeats… if you listen closely you can hear mine drumming the rhythm of your dancing feet… We’ve become masters at tap dancing around the tough issues, and my fingers have gotten better at tap dancing poems, I write because the songs in my head need words, the echos of prayers I use to send up to a God with really bad cell phone reception.. Maybe one day she’ll check her voice mails.. until then, I’ll write the poems and bleed the words…
Poem Day 15
If I could be a flower I would be dandelion… The prettiest weed in the bunch. She thrives on sunshine and wishes… I wanna be like that, a whispered breath, breaking open, planting infinite seeds of possibility across all creation..
Nanowrimo Day 5
Tonight I’m looking for falling stardust… my out stretched heart catching blessings like pennies on a homeless night.. My idea of God is a Cheshire cat smile shining down from a cloud… the cloud shifts from goddess to god to mirror… My reflection a blessing, my many imperfection worn like ink on skin kissing its way into forever… and most things.. are forever.. Like us, holding our outstretched souls hoping for a momentary miracle, a chance to let go, a flying kite signaling how free we are… every night I fly a bit higher, I dance a bit crazier…Look at that moon, she gets me drunk on moonshine, and I can help laughing.. a Cheshire smile across my face… a penny in my heart, and my soul… overflowing with blessing.
Nanowrimo Day 4
Today I tossed a penny into a wishing well shaped like my heart… Dreams come true, and my hands… are dream makers, my poems, echos of prayers kissing life into memories… I’m learning slowly that perfection is found in falling down, life is about getting back up again, learning to dance with two left feet and my shoe laces tied together, but I dance… I sing a bit out of key, my voice.. tuned to my heart strings.. pluck me open, kick down the doors of my soul, lets dance in the rain, splash puddles under out feet, sweat glistening something beautiful on skin… the moment sinking its way in… another poem kissing a memory, making beautiful love..
The Ahimsa of Witchcraft: Embracing Kindness
Eight words the Wiccan Rede fulfill, An it harm none do what ye will
Ahimsa: the law of reverence for, and nonviolence to, every form of life
The words above from the Wiccan Rede really sum up the yogic principle of ahimsa. Ahimsa is non-violence towards any living being. One of the beautiful things about nature based religions are the built-in reverence for the earth, the elements and for well.. nature.
Many yogis extend ahimsa to their plates by observing a vegan or vegetarian diet (This is something that I will be going into in-depth in future posts). It is one of the first principles that many first time yoga class participants will hear about. Ahimsa is also extended to mean not competing with others in yoga class, allowing yourself to be okay just where you are in your practice.
I want to take this a bit further. When we discuss the application of harming none, we often speak in reverence to our practice. Yogis being yogis try to do no harm in their yoga pursuits. Yoga Witches are cautious to do no harm in our craft… but how often do we forget to take this beyond our practice.
In this fast paced world it can be hard to remember to extend kindness to all of those around us. As we enter into the holiday season I’ve been pushed by many hurried shopper on the metro trying to make it to the next big sale, and often I catch myself after the I’ve called them a name in my mind. Ahimsa is bringing awareness to our thoughts as well as our actions, our sense of being as well as our sense of crafting.
Taking it deeper, we have to be kind to ourselves. It’s often the part of doing no harm that is truly forgotten. We might remember to not say something mean to a loved one, to not allow our energy to be reactionary, but there are times when we say unkind things to ourselves. We often forgive others, but not ourselves. We have to remember that we are beautiful souls living a human experience. Our many imperfections are what make us perfect. We beat ourselves up for minor things, we hold things in our hearts that bind us. Learning to love ourselves unconditionally is the lesson that ahimsa brings to us.
Take a moment to reflect a time when you were harsh with yourself.
Now breath into that moment and extend love to your heart center.
You are Loved. You are Beautiful. You are Divine.
Michael A. Brazell CFT CSN MAT PAT
Bhakti Witch 