“Don’t struggle so much, the best things happen when not expected.”
— Gabriel García Márquez
My mind seldom stops. This has its positive aspects and its drawbacks. Learning to meditate was a challenge. Even now, I tend to overthink most things. Going into new situations I tend to look at them from all angles trying to consider ways in which they can backfire and coming up with possible solutions ahead of time. At times it becomes something of a game, somewhere between chess and mental masturbation. Still there are times when none of my disaster scenarios play out no matter how prepared I may be for them and I get surprised. This happens often enough that I extol the virtues of creative pessimism. It’s not that I expect things to go wrong as much as I try to be prepared. Yes I realize how neurotic this seems yet I often find that working through a mishap can be ever so much more rewarding than things going right from the beginning. At least it keeps my mind occupied.
Blessings, G
“I want a blaze of light to flame in me forever in a timeless, dear love of everything. And why should I pretend to want anything else?”
— Jack Kerouac
I light up the night
from within
as the spectrum of flame
burns within me
Different emotional resonances
blaze out from inside
allowing me to touch
the world
and be touched in return
May all that blocks me burn
leaving only pure being
my essential self
to remain.
— G A Rosenberg
“Why do we stop believing in ourselves? Why do we let facts and figures and anything but dreams rule our lives?”
— Cecelia Ahern
Frank Herbert said fear was the mind killer and he had a point. Even more tho, fear is a dream killer. How many more of our dreams would become reality if not for fear. We fear that we are powerless and become disempowered to realize our dreams. We may fear the consequences of accomplishing our dreams and that too leaves them still born. We wrap up our dreams in our fears and hide them both away. In order to have any chance of our dreams becoming real, we have to first unwrap our fears and face them head on. At the very least we have to acknowledge them and let them out. Only then do we have a chance of freeing our dreams and possibly seeing them through as well.
Blessings, G
“I give you this to take with you:
Nothing remains as it was. If you know this, you can
begin again, with pure joy in the uprooting.”
― Judith Minty
Waking Spirals has been around for over six years now. I have appreciated the likes and the comments and sharing thoughts, poetry and art with you on all kinds of subjects. However even with the extended package on WordPress.com, this blog is outgrowing its space. So it is time to move on. In less than a week’s time, Waking Spirals as it is will be gone. Monday will see the emergence of Wakingspirals.com and it will have all of the features that you see here. In addition, there will be a web store and other features that in time will emerge. Looking forward to seeing you there.
Blessings, G
Out in plain sight
yet hidden from view
my lyrical soul
shines out at you
Most tho can’t see me
what a surprise
Their eyes have been veiled
by the weight of the lies
society tells us
what we can view
follow the media
to know what to do.
Schools will mould us
towards the way we ‘should’ be
we gladly dawn the chains
to avoid being free
So we avoid looking
at our own honest souls
Hidden, not hidden
stuffed in their holes
“This is what it is to be human: to see the essential existential futility of all action, all striving — and to act, to strive. This is what it is to be human: to reach forever beyond your grasp. This is what it is to be human: to live forever or die trying. This is what it is to be human: to perpetually ask the unanswerable questions, in the hope that the asking of them will somehow hasten the day when they will be answered. This is what it is to be human: to strive in the face of the certainty of failure. This is what it is to be human: to persist.”
― Spider Robinson
Thrown down to the bottom
again and again
yet still I pull myself up
and start to crawl
to walk to climb to soar
until the crash comes
I persist through it all
and will continue
to do less would mean to
deny my being
I may never find the end of my quest
but that has never mattered
and matters less the further I go
— G A Rosenberg
“The darkness is your mother; she behooves reverence, since the mother is dangerous. She has power over you, since she gave birth to you. Honor the darkness as the light, and you will illumine your darkness.”
— Carl Gustav Jung
Night moves in the crossroads
The past day meets the future at midnight
bringing the sounds of unknown danger
Shadows move and blend with our own
Somewhere in the distance
lovers moan as their dance
reaches a new height.
Hecate has her tribute
as does Artemis.
I will let go of the past
but not its lessons
and meet the future without fear
but with respect as a new moment begins
— G A Rosenberg
Conscious Navigation by G A Rosenberg 
Reflective Mandala by G A Rosenberg 
At the Edge by G A Rosenberg 
