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Meditating Once Again…


“I said to my soul, be still and wait without hope, for hope would be hope for the wrong thing; wait without love, for love would be love of the wrong thing; there is yet faith, but the faith and the love are all in the waiting. Wait without thought, for you are not ready for thought: So the darkness shall be the light, and the stillness the dancing.”
― T.S. Eliot


Water dripping…then silence
an itch…then silence
a bad play on words about trees in the forest…inner laughter
then silence
a rumble in my stomach leads to thoughts of dinner
silence again
from the silence..
a word…
a sound like a drum
echoing soundlessly
my word for the moment
the word bounds then silent


Blessings, G

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Tender of the ForestTender of the Forest by G A Rosenberg


Abstract BalanceAbstract Balance by G A Rosenberg

Tools For the Journey


“We do not escape into philosophy, psychology, and art—we go there to restore our shattered selves into whole ones.”
— Anaïs Nin


What are your tools for self-discovery? My five go-to tools in no particular order are philosophy (which for me include spirituality and theology), art, music, meditation and psychology. The more I expose myself to the thoughts and expressions of others the more understanding I have of who I am. When I see something that clicks for me, after a period of enjoyment, I reflect on why that song, that picture or sculpture or words touch me and I learn a bit more about myself. I learn even more from things that strike discord for there lies my shadow. Any reaction to art or idea is a mirror that I reflect in. Every thing I expose myself to goes into the well. Meditation shows me what lies beneath the surface of the well. Within each of us lies both multitudes and unity and everything we encounter becomes part of the discovery of ourselves.
Blessings, G


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Not From Around HereNot From Around Here by G A Rosenberg


The Past Gives WayThe Past Gives Way by G A Rosenberg

Unplugged Hero


“Darken your room, shut the door, empty your mind. You are still in great company.”
— Austin Osman Spare


Struggling to create
I’ve lost the me time,
Taken up by the know time, the some time, the play time and the prime time
filling me, not killing me, not thrilling me
but NOW
unplug, rewind, refine, unshine
and let go
feel the flow
no row to hoe
no know to know
just slip
detach, connect, unlatch
and BE

— G A Rosenberg


Sometimes we all need to be unplugged heroes. Enjoying the solitude and at peace
blessings, G


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Ticket To a ResurrectionTicket to a Resurrection by G A Rosenberg


Fractal Dreamscape 23Fractal Dreamscape 23 by G A Rosenberg

Sing Out

“Each Person Who Ever Was Or Is Or Will Be Has A Song. It Isn’t A Song That Anybody Else Wrote. It Has Its Own Melody, It Has Its Own Words. Very Few People Get To Sing Their Song. Most Of Us Fear That We Cannot Do It Justice With Our Voices, Or That Our Words Are Too Foolish Or Too Honest, Or Too Odd. So People Live Their Song Instead.”
— Neil Gaiman (Anansi Boys)


Perhaps one of the best reasons to meditate is so we can listen and learn each note and each phrase of our song. The more we listen the more we can express and chime in. Perhaps at first we hum along with the chorus and sing the catchiest of phrases that sticks in our minds. Eventually we learn it well enough so that we can express almost every lyric only occasionally singing the verses out of order or having to make up a phrase that we just haven’t quite gotten. The more practiced and the more we listen, the more confidence we gain to fully embody our song. Yet still we listen. There are subtle harmonies that it may take a lifetime to learn and to be. We may wish to know how well our song will work as a duet or a trio. Perhaps ultimately our songs together can all be united as the universal symphony they were meant to be as every being joins in.
Blessings, G


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Landscape with Cubes and BubblesLandscape With Cubes and Bubbles by G A Rosenberg


Circling the Cosmic DrainCircling the Cosmic Drain by G A Rosenberg

Curling Words of Smoke



“When I cannot see words curling like rings of smoke round me I am in darkness—I am nothing.”
― Virginia Woolf


It’s fascinating  searching through quotes about language and discovering example after example of brilliant wordsmiths who mistrusted the tools of their trade. Perhaps mistrust is not the correct word. Perhaps its that they realized the inherent limitations of language that so often can become arbitrary and what good craftsman does not? Then once we realize the limitations of the tool we see just how far we can stretch to transcend those limitations.

Virginia Woolf in the above quotes feels that without her words she is nothing and yet isn’t that nothingness, that space between words where true creativity comes from? Tho it does sound like a pretty awesome meditation, visualizing our words and thoughts curling like rings of smoke and then dissipating leaving us in stillness..
Blessings, G


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Mindfield 6Mindfield by G A Rosenberg


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