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Letting the Feelings Flow Through

 

“Nature is playful and terrible. Some see the playful side and dally with it and let it sparkle. Others see the horror and cover their heads and are more dead than alive. The way does not lead between both, but embraces both. It is both cheerful play and cold horror.”
— Carl Jung

 

Resist not your feelings
Your nature is wild and strong
The times that you are raging
you’re only withstanding the storm
Don’t hide your head neath the covers
feel them with all of your might
the storm that’s intense will pass by you
leaving behind peaceful night

 

Emotions are just like our weather
clear skies and cloudy mixed in
No use whining or complaining
by the time we’re done, a change has come in.

 

I once was an uptight bastard
bottling up all my rage
I felt like some wild creature
was trapped in my steel-headed cage
I finally got bored with my anger
my sorrow and feeling alone
I now let the feelings flow through me
not a one am I required to own.
— G A Rosenberg

 

A bit of doggerel on an evening where I have been awake too many hours with too little sleep. Tho feeling it a bit as a song. Jung’s quote talks about coexisting with nature rather than hiding from it. I have long seen my emotions as being similar to weather patterns. If I acknowledge the negative emotions that come up and let them pass through, it can be liberating. It’s when I try to clamp down on anger or hurt or sorrow that I start to feel trapped. Eventually I end up clamping down so far that I get a case of mental constipation, the shit has no way of coming out.
That doesn’t mean I have to lash out at anyone or punch walls, it just means that I have to acknowledge my anger or frustration. I witness it, witness how it manifests and then go on to other things. With practice, it becomes easier. Since I have started doing this, my stomach hurts less and I get way less stress and sinus headaches. I feel more clear-headed and can better handle whatever has caused the stress in the first place. Of course having my art as an outlet doesn’t hurt either.
Blessings, G

 

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Will Rise in FlamesWill Rise in Flames by G A Rosenberg

 

Holding It All TogetherHolding It All Together by G A Rosenberg

 

Losing Myself in Doggerel

 

The only people who ever get anyplace interesting are the people who get lost.”
— Henry David Thoreau

 

I want to lose myself
in nature’s boroughs
wander for hours
in forest and beach
I want to surrender
to where life takes me
from everyday life
I’ll be out of reach

 

I’m tired of life
in civilized byways
I’m weary of meetings
and coffee routine.
I find myself
daydreaming of travel
choatically lost
out there in the green

 

I want to find myself
some place that I’ve never
been in the journey’s
I’ve taken so far.
Perhaps I’ll start
leaving tomorrow
packing my backpack
selling my car.

 

Who knows where I’ll be
and how far I’ll travel
talking to strangers
maybe finding a friend
Getting myself in
all kinds of trouble
or perhaps find the person
I’ll be in the end.
— G A Rosenberg

 

Blessings, G

 

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Haagenti (Transforming Minotaur)Haagenti by G A Rosenberg

 

The Golden SpiralThe Golden Spiral by G A Rosenberg

 

The SummoningThe summoning by G A Rosenberg

 

Leap of Faith ( A bit of Doggerel)

 

“Try a thing you haven’t done three times. Once, to get over the fear of doing it. Twice, to learn how to do it. And a third time, to figure out whether you like it or not.”
— Virgil Garnett Thomson

 

The step never taken.
The dream never tried.
The belief never shaken
I cannot abide
The leaf never crumpled
The chance never won
How could we leave
so much left undone?
To stay at home
out of worry or fear
rather than taking the journey
the chance I revere.
Without that leap
of faith divine
our lives ordinary
just filled with whine.
So I will drink the potion
I will take the chance
for my soul is restless
and it will advance.
— G A Rosenberg

 

Blessings, G

 

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Seed of BeliefSeed of Belief by G A Rosenberg

 

Watchful EyeWatchful Eye by G A Rosenberg

Birthday Doggerel

 

“For last year’s words belong to last year’s language
And next year’s words await another voice.”
― T.S. Eliot

 

Another cycle of the sun has spun
another lesser feast begun
another soldier on the ground
Chronos buys another round

 

New Paths appearing, Others gone
I stand at the crossroads looking on
Hermes and Thoth will help me decide
Loki and Eshu the paths will make wide

 

So onto a new one I disembark
this one just may be a lark
a year to relax, a year to breath free
a year without challenges for me

 

Not a chance, I crave the test
the chance to be shown at my best
or worst, yet that way’s tests
does bring my spirt’s growth bequests

 

Whatever comes I stand here ready
my hand is on the tiller steady
with eyes bright and without fear
I leap into the arriving year
— G A Rosenberg

 

Blessings, G

 

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Burning Mind FieldBurning Mind Field by G A Rosenberg

 

Past Yields to Present(r)Past Yields to Present (R) by G A Rosenberg

 

Sense Nonsense Doggrel

 

“The pendulum of the mind oscillates between sense and nonsense, not between right and wrong.”
― C.G. Jung

 

The unforgiving reason
the cursing of because
the illuminating question
seeing the future that was

 

Finding sense in nonsense
and somewhere in between
I seek to find you seeking
the me I’ve never been

 

No reason in my rhyme
the clock is unforgiving
my verse is unrehearsed
is there life in living?

 

The dream that I had waking
the distance seen up close
the paradox unraveling
along the path I chose

 

Yet in this senseful nonsense
the centre may be still
I may find you peaceful
if that is my will

 

Blessings, G

 

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Images Shifting in Multicoloured FlamesImages Shifting in Multi-Coloured Flames by G A Rosenberg

 

Ye Artist Melting into the BackgroundYe Artist Melting Into the Background by G A Rosenberg

 

Persistance Through Adversity — Doggerel for a Summer’s Evening

 

“It’s only those who do nothing that make no mistakes, I suppose.”
― Joseph Conrad

 

Missteps in life
Missteps in art
sometimes the balance
just falls apart

 

Seems I’ve tried
and I know I’ve failed
behind many others
I seemed destined to trail

 

Better to try
something I’ve never done
then stay at home
with all songs unsung

 

I’ll aim for a mile
if I only get half
than that’s eight eighty yards
I might as well laugh

 

It’s half mile more
than those who never left
so yeah I’m making distance
it’s them who’s bereft

 

If I find I’ve run
in the wrong direction
I just shake my head
and make a correction

 

For things set in motion
tend to stay that way
If I stay at rest
than I’ve wasted a day

 

or why not waste two
why should I go on?
Making mistakes
never game one

 

With each failure I learn
a new way to try
Even if I lose
I’m beginning to fly
— G A Rosenberg

 

Blessings, G
 

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The Phoenix ShieldThe Phoenix Shield by G A Rosenberg

 

Of Myths and RitualRitual Forces by G A Rosenberg

 

Fallen and Raised – Some doggerel

 

I don’t like people who have never fallen or stumbled. Their virtue is lifeless and it isn’t of much value. Life hasn’t revealed its beauty to them. ”
― Boris Pasternak

 

I’ve seen the gutter from within
Walked empty streets a night or two
Broke and deserted and somehow deserved it
Yet somehow I pulled through

 

The bag with my past is ragged and worn
My mistakes and screw-ups were many
I threw hearts to the fire, rode out on the wire
Spent the trust of others like pennies.

 

Yet somewhere in there, I found my heart
and a soul though tarnished was there
I learned that I could start again
recreating anew from thin air

 

I know some who read this may snicker and scoff
and roll their eyes and make fun
All the storms I’ve made it through
have helped me find the sun

 

I comprehend how hard the road
and can help others to tread it
I face my life with hope and thanks
Not a moment would I edit

 

Thanks, G

 

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Tears of a ChildTears of A Child by G A Rosenberg

 

OnrushOnrush by G A Rosenberg

 

Strange Discovery Waltz — A Bit of Doggerel

 

“Each man had only one genuine vocation – to find the way to himself….His task was to discover his own destiny – not an arbitrary one – and to live it out wholly and resolutely within himself. Everything else was only a would-be existence, an attempt at evasion, a flight back to the ideals of the masses, conformity and fear of one’s own inwardness.”
― Hermann Hesse

 

I find it to be the oddest dance
this search for self-discovery
two step forwards one step back
I make a quick recovery
then one step forwards and then back two
spin in place and fro and two

 

Still there’s progress to be made
meditation, study, prayer
all the screw ups , the lessons learned
another chance to conquer fear
and yet it seems to move so slow
getting caught up in what I think I know.

 

Yet in this slow frustrating dance
A kind of peace has come to me
If I had never seen my chains
then freedom I would never see
So I’ll continue without slack
this two steps forward, one step back

 

Blessings, G

 

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Exploding PeacockExploding Peacock by G A Rosenberg

 

Fire Mountain VisitationFire Mountain Visitation by G A Rosenberg

I Course My Corse Course

 

“Every man and every woman has a course, depending partly upon the self, and partly upon the environment which is natural and necessary for each. Anyone who is forced from his own course, either through not understanding himself, or through external opposition, comes into conflict with the order of the Universe, and suffers accordingly.”
— Aleister Crowley, Magick Without Tears

 

I course my corse course of course
through effort of strengthening will
I find my way
tho oft go astray
I find the path in distance or underfoot
conflicting shadow selves abound
tho their voices help me to be found
I careen in mad orbits about my sun
merely to find I’ve only begun
insights, slights
even a touch of delight
guide me through dark night
for in darkness I may gain
that seed of self
thought hidden on some dusty shelf
and so I find my way
distraction won’t hold sway
I seek to find my one true will
holding still, holding still
— G A Rosenberg

 

Blessings, G

 

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Will To ChooseWill To Choose by G A Rosenberg

 

Fuchsia ShockFuchsia Shock by G A Rosenberg

Compassion For the Trees Among Us

 

“When you go out into the woods and you look at trees, you see all these different trees. And some of them are bent, and some of them are straight, and some of them are evergreens, and some of them are whatever. And you look at the tree and you allow it. You appreciate it. You see why it is the way it is. You sort of understand that it didn’t get enough light, and so it turned that way. And you don’t get all emotional about it. You just allow it. You appreciate the tree. The minute you get near humans, you lose all that. And you are constantly saying ‘You’re too this, or I’m too this.’ That judging mind comes in. And so I practice turning people into trees. Which means appreciating them just the way they are.”
— Ram Dass

 

Accepting bugs in nature
we just let them be
Storm clouds we can see
we seldom criticize flowers
for not being the best
we put them with the rest
organic fruit misshapened
we eat it with the rest
it never fails our test
yet why with people
do we notice every flaw
subject them to our law?

 

Birds and Butterflies
we love them in their flight
not one is not alright
We never look at rainbows
and criticize their glow
we tend to let them go.
yet when dealing with each other
we scrutinize each word
let nothing go unheard
Even with ourselves
we criticize, denounce
on every blemish pounce

 

Why can’t we accept
whoever’s in our path
with hug or a laugh
Imagine a world
where every voice is heard
not one decried absurd
rearrange our thoughts
compassion in action
will yield satisfaction.
— G A Rosenberg
 

A little Sunday night doggerel because I find Ram Dass’s quote to be quite profound.
Blessings, G

 

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SummoningSummoning by G A Rosenberg

 

Firing Off in all DirectionsFiring Off in All Directions by G A Rosenberg