Inspiration
imagination ignited
smiles from the heart – heart smiles
magical friends
from the chapter before
guised as the mentor
reminder of magic
I am Magic!
I am the Dream!
laughter, deep laughter
friendship extended
beyond time and space
like we’re still together
as one
we are one…
I love you A Thelma. a
Raising Endorphins
like a fundraiser
to help the common good
to help all around
to help me too
by helping me I do help others
this is true.
raising endorphins
getting high on life
naturally
sharing that positivity
letting it vibrate out of me
uplifting all around
the goal is to uplift humanity
this is my goal
this is the goal of what I do and why I do it
to help others see what they already have
to help inspire change
raising endorphins
energizing myself
having a surplus of energy to share with others
this is all it is
doing my best
sharing my merits
sharing my resources
continuing to raise and share
raise and share
raise and share
I inspire others
others inspire me
trust my instincts
go with that flow
realize it all changes
there’s nothing to hold on to
its all just energy
momentarily held in form
its hard to not be fooled by my eyes
to not trust what I see
but its all just a projection
imagined by me –
the power of the human mind
is beyond comprehension
the endless possibilities
the unlimited potential
the awaiting opportunities
inspiration
growth
I found this cutout poem from 1987 in my grandmother’s bible:
Whatever you give away today – or think or say or do
Will multiply about tenfold – and then return to you
It may not come immediately – nor from the obvious source
But the LAW applies unfailingly 0 through some invisible force.
Whatever you feel about another – be it love or hate or passion
Will surely bounce right back to you – in some clear or secret fashion.
If you speak about some person – a word of praise or two
Soon tens of other people – will speak kind words of you.
Our thoughts are broadcasts of the soul – not secrets of the brain
Kind ones bring us happiness – petty ones unfold pain.
Giving words as surely – as reflections in a mirror
If hate you send, hate you’ll get back – but loving brings love nearer.
Remember as you start his day – and duty crowds your mind
That kindness comes so quickly back – to those who first are kind!
Let that thought and this one – direct you through each day – – –
The only things we ever keep – are things we give away.
-Jerry Buchanan
Talking about the ways of an ever-dancing child,
Inspiration pouring down the timeless river nile.
It starts at the source, a course that comes from within,
Waterfalling from the heart to the valley of the pen.
It pours to the people, the ones that want to hear,
Come down to the river for the time is coming near.
To open up the door to what your waiting for,
Oh what the hell, image doesn’t matter anymore.
It’s a musical explosion passing on it’s seeds,
To all nationalities, colors, and creeds.
Now it comes easy, just a matter of releasing,
Taking a jump from the ship of dignity, into a sea of eternity.
It’s a dance that we do, to the movement of the stars,
Traveling miles without the use of cars.
Fourth-dimensionality, moving as a wave,
Passing through the people, all the people say Hey!
Yes, can we dance to the flames of a fire,
Oh can our voices rise higher and higher?
Out of time, out of mind, only in the now,
Don’t bother asking why, cause we’re going to show you how.
What I’m talking about is not some luxury vacation,
Just a lesson in the one and only, positive vibration!
Uniquely we journey through a higher space,
Subsequently sending peace to our race.
Millenium magic shining in the night,
Right before your eyes and then flashing out of sight.
What’s that you say, Can you explain it a little more?
About this game that we are playing where no one’s keeping score.
Well life is the game and the journey is the board,
Breath is our peace and the lion is our roar!
The sea just bubbles as the stars begin to fall,
While islands of laughter just echo down the hall.
It’s the absence of judgment, but not the lack of choice.
Talkin about another way to utilize your voice.
The power of the people, the one’s that speak as one,
The movement of the masses going to outpower any gun.
Love is our sword and we strike it all around,
To anybody open to this hip vibration sound.
We move as a tribe, as we dance in the field,
Singing, Hallelujah to that ever sacred seal.
That binds us together to make a solid chain,
you and me, him and her, we’re all just the same.
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My visions blurred with butterfly wings
the stars are all around me
I’m back to back with the moon
with the sun shining so I can see.
I dance between the yellow and the blue
I hide nothing and strive to be true.
I’m not always in the sun
but I’m also not trying to run.
There is a balance in the light
that expands and stretches into the night
where the butterfly finally takes flight
where everything is intense and right.
Inspired by Drea’s Art on 11.27.08
I just spoke with my dad.
He has such an intelligent mind
he knows of the love one can find
he is able to see things before rather than behind.
He chooses to do his own thing
never being forced into a ring.
He has a heart of gold
that will never be bought nor sold.
He has a strong moral base
he takes life case by case.
His charm will woo anyone
yet is big enough to roll up his sleeves to things done.
He shines as bright as the noonday’s sun
and will never shy away from fun.
He says he’s proud and has faith in me
to take the opportunities that I can see.
He knows I’ll choose my own path
creating my own special habitat.
He is able to see beyond those around
yet he stays in our hometown
out in the country is where he can always be found.
He told me I’m not lucky, that it’s been determination
that has fueled my ambition.
He said I’ve created everything good
by being the very best that I could.
He says I’m the one who has created my success
by believing in my growth and doing my best.
God I love my father.
He is unlike any other.
A great man indeed
and always there when I need.
I am grateful to be his daughter
and that he’s my friend and my father.