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  Nicole : wakingdreamer

Song of Wandering

Nicole said Jul 22, 6:55 AM:

 

It's been a very interesting time for me, these past weeks since I ended my relationship for the nth time and began to delve into the whys and wherefores of it all.

This group has been a Godsend for me, and I have also been blessed with the insights and support of many friends.

One in particular recently has come alongside to walk patiently with me, to affirm me, to share insights and to be there.

I am tremendously grateful.

Through this companioning, I have discovered how fearful I have become, how entangled in lies about my no longer being attractive or being able realistically hope for a true love. I have realised that to a great extent I have returned to the low vulnerable place that I was in just after my marriage, where I did not believe anyone would be interested in me.

Yet, of course, one never actually returns - though it is a similar place, all the experiences and thoughts and being of the intervening years have had their effect. I am more readily able to shake off the deceptions and quietly accept the truth, that I cannot compromise any longer, but must fulfill the promise I made to myself in 1998 at the end of my marriage to “go for the gold”, only to accept the love I have always wanted but didn't admit I deserved to have.

My life has gone into one of those intensely busy times with work-related activities, and I am glad because I need time. Time to heal, time to let these truths sink deeper into me and become part of my everyday approach to others, time to be fully myself and not in lack.

The allusion in the title of this journal is to Yeats' Song of Wandering Aengus

  HummingBird : Joy

Re: Song of Wandering

HummingBird said Jul 22, 8:45 AM:

 

Nicole, I am so happy you are receiving support, precious one. Support from treasured friends and also from the universe as it sends you loads to keep yourself busy with. It's sometimes hard to see the support the universe is sending because it can feel like 'tough love'!

There are stages of 'withdrawal'. You may have experienced these before when making the bold move to sever the relationship which was impacting negatively on your life. The initial feeling following this brave act feels quite celebrational and this sense of buoyancy may carry you for a while.

This is likely to be followed by a sense of 'cold reality' setting in - a feeling of depression - but is actually the transition you're going through. A time of upheaval before finding a 'new way' of being. This phase may be a bit up and down, like a rocky ride and is a dangerous time in some ways because we may want to turn tail and settle for 'the devil we know' or something new but similar rather than this apparently bleak life we feel is staring us in the face.

If you can 'ride out' this period, you may well experience the sun rising on a new horizon - what this 'horizon' is or when it will emerge, you have no way of knowing. It will reveal itself to you when the time is ripe.

It's great that you're keeping busy. I love the poem link you posted. Perhaps you can do writing or reading of literature which inspires you. Certainly if you continue this path, you are likely to have amazing sparks of insight and inspiration flowing through you as you remove the old useless stuff and move more and more into your true self. Being true to self, which is what you're doing as you walk this path, is going to awaken your inner voice more than ever.

It is very precious traveling with you in your journal, Nicole. Sending you a biig loving hug my sister.

  starpeople : Star People

Re: Song of Wandering

starpeople said Aug 16, 9:16 PM:

 

Alan Watts, the great writer on Zen, married 7 times.  All his wives came to his funeral. 

Your track record is actually pretty good compared to some people. I will come back later and have a close up of this article, it caught my eye and I couldn't help doing a quick reply

  Nicole : wakingdreamer

Re: Song of Wandering

Nicole said Aug 17, 1:50 AM:

 

all seven wives, eh? That's quite something! 

You're right, I actually have had very few relationships - one for two years, then my 12 year marriage, then after a while I began this seven year on again off again relationship that I just ended for the last time (I think, I hope).

I have fallen in love or been infatuated more often of course, but not been in relationships with those - mostly unrequited love/crushes or in three cases impossible situations.

   Meenakshi : Connection

Re: Song of Wandering

Meenakshi said Jul 22, 9:12 PM:

 

Nicole, what a beautiful sharing of a painful journey. I am so glad that you have found someone to walk with you. There is that little voice inside so many of us that tells us we don't deserve the best; that it's unrealistic; that it's impossible…

I'm glad you didn't listen to that voice!

  Nicole : wakingdreamer

Re: Song of Wandering

Nicole said Jul 23, 2:38 AM:

 

Dear Anna and Meenakshi,

You are both precious sisters-of-the-heart to me, thank you for your beautiful empathy and insights. I treasure them.

I'm glad I didn't listen to that nay-saying voice, too. And yes, it is so true that I am going through a withdrawal - I feel a pull back even though I know it is not the path I am on.

You're right, I am very inspired at the moment to write. I am writing a lot of work-related documents and also have started blogging again.

Recent blogs because closely related to my journey right now:

A poem I wrote yesterday: quietly I muse


A song that moves me deeply: Passionately in love with La Mort du Nombre


It's funny, I feel so peaceful at times, and at others so agitated internally. Last night was extreme agitation. I tossed and turned before getting to sleep and awoke only a few hours later unable to return to sleep, which is why I am up so early - I will keep going till I get sleepy, meditate, and try to nap until work.

Love,

Nicole

   Meenakshi : Connection

Re: Song of Wandering

Meenakshi said Jul 23, 5:36 AM:

 

Nicole, a thought came to me - sometimes when a thought comes, it's a message just for that moment. It may not come as clearly as it started off, as we are, so to speak, under the water, and light bends and sounds get garbled under water.

So when you hear/feel thoughts about not being deserving - what if you  take a step back and think of this not as an idea, but a message - hey! You're meant to be doing something else right now. Just get still, expand, go into your stillness, and hear what that message is.

My formula for life is [I'm planning to write it into a book one day] - Focus and Perspective. Fine tune it for getting centered.
When you're confused or disoriented, focus narrowly on what is in front of you.
when you're disturbed as you were last night - step back, expand, connect with your guide and ask yourself - What message is REALLY in this for me? Which path am I being guided away from? I know it will come to me in my dreams…or from an animal I see, or a change in the breeze, so I am content to wait for it to come.

As with all else, dear Nicole, please take what resonates and let the rest flow with the breeze…

  Nicole : wakingdreamer

Re: Song of Wandering

Nicole said Jul 23, 5:38 AM:

 

I will ponder that one, thank you Meenakshi! Sounds like there is something important there for me.

Love,

Nicole

  HummingBird : Joy

Re: Song of Wandering

HummingBird said Jul 23, 6:23 AM:

 

just jumping in to hug my two precious sister over here

  HummingBird : Joy

Re: Song of Wandering

HummingBird said Jul 23, 8:13 AM:

 
Last night was extreme agitation. I tossed and turned before getting to sleep and awoke only a few hours later unable to return to sleep, which is why I am up so early

A thought has just struck me, Nicole. My sense has been that during times of transition we often do not sleep as well as we normally might. This can also happen at times of trauma. This can make us feel worried but is actually natures way of guiding us into a new way of being'. Try not to worry when you're not sleeping well - one can actually function fairly well without adequate sleep for quite a long period.

When we are well rested we are more likely to be complacent or lethargic about embracing change than when we lack sleep. It's as though we're less vigilant, perhaps more 'light headed', less grounded, etc when we are not sleeping well - therefore almost like a drunk person, more likely to take on roles we wouldn't when 'sober'. 
  Nicole : wakingdreamer

Re: Song of Wandering

Nicole said Jul 23, 5:00 PM:

 

Interesting! Thanks. You know, I've stopped worrying about not being able to sleep. I guess it's part of becoming more flexible? The day has gone well anyway. Maybe I will sleep better tonight.

Hugs,

Nicole

  HummingBird : Joy

Re: Song of Wandering

HummingBird said Jul 24, 2:54 AM:

 

wishing you a sweet rest

  Nicole : wakingdreamer

Re: Song of Wandering

Nicole said Jul 24, 4:06 AM:

 

Thank you, it was most refreshing. Ready for some more journaling later today - shall return.

  Jyoti : Spiritual Seeker

Re: Song of Wandering

Jyoti said Jul 24, 10:21 AM:

 

Hi Nicole,

I hope it's ok for me to comment here. I wanted to wish you well and say how much I admire you for leaving a bad situation behind you. So many women stay in unhealthy relationships because they fear being alone. Your decision shows what a strong woman you are. I have also found from your posts on Gaia that you are a wise, mature, spiritually rich person.

 You said that you are very busy with work, which is great for you to occupy your mind at this time. Please make sure to get out for recreation and be among people as well. That is important for you spiritually too.

Namaste
Kala

  Nicole : wakingdreamer

Re: Song of Wandering

Nicole said Jul 24, 10:41 AM:

 

Kala, I am delighted to have you come by and comment.

Thank you for your well wishes and your kind words.

You're right, recreation and friendship is very important always, and the nice thing about summer is that it feels easier to get out for walks, go out with friends, travel to see people you don't normally see - just take time to be.

One of the ways I take care of myself on an ongoing basis is to go for a weekly massage - this and daily meditation and awareness helps me keep my stress and tension much lower.

I am looking forward very much to the social aspects of my upcoming trips. It will be good to get away from my routine, good to get away from the amount of computer time that is typical for me (high!).

The time on the planes and in airports is great thinking time too.

Love,

Nicole 

  Jyoti : Spiritual Seeker

Re: Song of Wandering

Jyoti said Jul 24, 10:52 AM:

 

Nicole, you are so far ahead of the game!  On top of being interesting , wise, kind, involved you take care of your self body, mind and soul. Trips, meditation, massages exercise. Please, you got it goin' on girl!

Kudos!

Namaste
Kala

  Nicole : wakingdreamer

Re: Song of Wandering

Nicole said Jul 24, 11:21 AM:

 

Thanks ((((Kala))))!

  Nicole : wakingdreamer

Re: Song of Wandering

Nicole said Jul 26, 11:45 AM:

 

Struggling today - had a long and painful phone conversation with my ex yesterday that, especially since I got little sleep last night, has left me feeling exhausted and vulnerable.

Again, my friend came alongside and shared these wise words I want to keep close, in my heart:

It sounds like he was forcing the confrontation, and because he works with you, you had to address it. I am glad you stood up for yourself. You are definitely worth it. That is the latest change I notice lately, and it is good. Capturing your heartful voice … could eventually attract your best lover, but whether it does or doesn't I feel you will be absorbed so much in the bliss of authentic living you could care less…


Now it is time to live and love from the deepest, living the adventure of who and what that is spontaneously.


I also blogged today about the discussion we are having in the Three turns Buddhism pod: Compassion, Our Deepest Nature - explorations together

  HummingBird : Joy

Re: Song of Wandering

HummingBird said Jul 27, 3:15 AM:

 

Sounds like a really tough time, love. The long conversation with you ex sounds emotionally draining and very challenging. I'm wondering if this 'me time' you're in shouldn't mean minimum contact. He may make this difficult fro you but you need to protect yourself. it's going to be very difficult if you work together but at the same time, you'll become really strong with this exercise of conviction! Those words from your friend are a treasure.

Thank you for the beautiful link.

Holding you in my heart, Nicole as you venture on so bravely.

  Nicole : wakingdreamer

Re: Song of Wandering

Nicole said Jul 27, 5:36 AM:

 

Thanks, Anna, so very much for your support, you have no idea how much it is helping me stay strong and focussed. Indeed, I have decided to limit contact with him as much as possible. For this week and next week, I have told him that he will only be in on Monday while I'm there, though he may come in another day next week if needed for new clients etc while I am not there. After that, I will have to see what is sustainable. It works out anyway for him, but he is not happy that I am deciding it, he expects to be able to negotiate everything. Some things are just not negotiable, a lesson my 12 year old is having a hard time learning too.

I had a good nap yesterday and felt calmer afterward, got a lot of work done. Slept pretty well and feel ready for another busy week. Looking forward to my weekend in New Jersey, the timing turns out to be so perfect that I am going away Friday. It will be a great chance to get away from all of this and at the same time process as needed.

  HummingBird : Joy

Re: Song of Wandering

HummingBird said Jul 28, 7:41 AM:

 

sounds challenging, Nicole, like trying to fit square pegs into round holes! I hope it's going to be feasible in the workplace for you at the practical level. Have you got back up plans?

love

  Nicole : wakingdreamer

Re: Song of Wandering

Nicole said Aug 7, 5:12 AM:

 

Hello dear Anna, I am returning to my journal in a brief breather from the hectic routine to see that I missed your last message, sorry.

Indeed, it has continued to be challenging negotiating with my ex, but I am remembering more and more often that my happiness depends on me. I allow myself to be sucked down into a bad mood by an email he sends with some needling comment about something work related, but I needn't allow him that kind of power over me. 

I want to be free and I will be free. 

He has only been at one class out of three per week the past couple of weeks, and it's been fine. So if worse comes to worst and it doesn't work out to have him keep working for me, I know we will be just fine, and I will be able to reassign his tasks to others.

So, leaving that all behind me, I am thinking about what I do want for myself. In the busyness of the past couple of weeks, there have been times I have felt so tired and alone that tears well up and I just wanted to bawl. I know I have lots of friends, great support, but there is that loneliness about knowing I am not in a relationship, nor do I have an interest that might turn into one. 

If ever I am slightly tempted by the aching to have someone's arms around me to think of going back to my ex, I remember this line from the Wolverine movie I just saw on the plane last weekend: “Sorry, you're confusing me with someone who actually cares.” I don't confuse him anymore with someone who cares about me, not in the way I so deeply desire someone to care, anyway. I know he thinks he cares, but I don't need that kind of caring.

Love,

Nicole

  Nicole : wakingdreamer

Re: Song of Wandering

Nicole said Aug 7, 5:20 AM:

 

I made a new poem in the middle of the night when I couldn't sleep, in late July, but it's been so busy I didn't have a chance to blog it till now:

Longing

  Nicole : wakingdreamer

Re: Song of Wandering

Nicole said Aug 11, 6:05 PM:

 

Back from another trip, went well but feeling very, very tired at the end of a long day that began with buying another computer.

I'm feeling a bit discouraged with it all, not because I don't think I will ever find love (who can say?), or because things have been particularly difficult.

Just really tired. Well, tomorrow is another day :)

  HummingBird : Joy

Re: Song of Wandering

HummingBird said Aug 12, 4:54 AM:

 

tough moments, love! Rest can shed a better light on things - I hope this is what happened. I'll visit your poem link today

biig love

  Nicole : wakingdreamer

Re: Song of Wandering

Nicole said Aug 12, 5:01 AM:

 

Thanks, yes, I feel so much better today. Didn't realise how badly drained I was, and my kids were being very difficult, fighting over who was going to get the cast-off laptop.

The good thing about that is that they both gradually realised how much their argument had drained my energy. First one offered to give it to the other and then the other offered to give it back. And they both apologised to me for how much grief they had given me. So all's well that ends well.

Love,

Nicole

  HummingBird : Joy

Re: Song of Wandering

HummingBird said Aug 12, 5:58 AM:

 

aaw, sounds like they learned something special through Mum's suffering

   Meenakshi : Connection

Re: Song of Wandering

Meenakshi said Aug 12, 6:44 AM:

 

Sounds like you need a really deep rest, Nicole. Some body work, clearing/grounding of energies, expanding so that 'the vessel is prepared'. Sometimes we need to get focused on something completely different for want we yearn for, to manifest.

 Sometimes it comes in ways we didn't imagine. At times that are really difficult, I found The Power of Now, which I prefer this way than reading it through, to really help me. To live moment to moment…just some stray thoughts.

  Nicole : wakingdreamer

Re: Song of Wandering

Nicole said Aug 12, 7:56 AM:

 

I think they did, Anna.

Meenakshi, I am very grateful for my weekly massage. But funnily enough it was right after my massage that I had to deal with my kids and got so drained.

Today is a very busy day and I am already starting to feel quite tired, so will watch my energies carefully and try to get another early night.

Love,

Nicole

   Meenakshi : Connection

Re: Song of Wandering

Meenakshi said Aug 12, 8:13 AM:

 

lol! Talk about big time clearing!

  Nicole : wakingdreamer

Re: Song of Wandering

Nicole said Aug 12, 8:30 AM:

 

:) yes~

  Nicole : wakingdreamer

Re: Song of Wandering

Nicole said Aug 13, 8:58 AM:

 

Feeling better today - had a good nap this morning, really slept!

I've noticed a gradual heart-opening going on, I've had my head down for about a year, really not wanting to look around my to see who is there for fear of getting hurt or rejected again. But slowly and surely, I am starting to “see” people (a kind of more aware gaze), usually quickly recognise someone is not available and being a bit more open to possibility.

So, it's time, doing its beautiful healing work bit by bit.

  HummingBird : Joy

Re: Song of Wandering

HummingBird said Aug 13, 10:37 AM:

 

sounds like it's been deep wounding followed by slow but sure healing.
big hug love

  Nicole : wakingdreamer

Re: Song of Wandering

Nicole said Aug 13, 5:08 PM:

 

Thanks, yes, I suppose you are right!

  Bhatta : Gaia Child

Re: Song of Wandering

Bhatta said Aug 14, 7:57 AM:

 
 The time that my journey takes is long and the way of it long.
I came out on the chariot of the first gleam of light, and pursued my
voyage through the wildernesses of worlds leaving my track on many a star and planet.
It is the most distant course that comes nearest to thyself,
and that training is the most intricate which leads to the utter simplicity of a tune.
The traveler has to knock at every alien door to come to his own,
and one has to wander through all the outer worlds to reach the innermost shrine at the end.
My eyes strayed far and wide before I shut them and said `Here art thou!'
The question and the cry `Oh, where?' melt into tears of a thousand
streams and deluge the world with the flood of the assurance `I am!'

Rabindra Nath Tagore
  HummingBird : Joy

Re: Song of Wandering

HummingBird said Aug 14, 9:09 AM:

 

Bhatta, how beautiful

  Nicole : wakingdreamer

Re: Song of Wandering

Nicole said Aug 14, 6:10 PM:

 

Bhatta, that is lovely, thank you so much. 

In another group I was prompted to post one of my favourite songs, Dante's Prayer, by Loreena McKennitt

  Nicole : wakingdreamer

Re: Song of Wandering

Nicole said Aug 15, 3:38 PM:

 

So, I took the plunge today and created a Gaia Soulmates profile. (That's why the new icon, I needed a current picture so after experimenting a bit with my blackberry I managed to take this one of myself.)

I can't even tell you why today, it was quite impulsive, I just clicked on the link and started filling out a profile.

It will be interesting to see how this goes :)

  Nicole : wakingdreamer

Re: Song of Wandering

Nicole said Aug 15, 5:56 PM:

 

a timely blog from Davidya!

Awake Dating

Posted: 14 Aug 2009 07:03 PM PDT

While I would certainly not call myself a dating expert, I thought it would be useful to consider how it changes with dating consciously and awakening.

A lot of what we call “chemistry” is emotional reactivity. What some might call similar emotional vibes and matched neediness. While that might sound coarse, when there is an ego at play, it wants to be right. Thus it seeks someone who will play the story. The Play enters a scene where we can enhance our dramas and turn up the emotions. Relationship is a vehicle for illusion.

But what happens when the ego crumbles away? When there isn’t a point of reactivity? It changes the dating dynamic quite a bit. We may find that there is simply no chemistry with anyone. At least, not in the old sense of it.

As the heart opens and the inner beauty becomes more visible, all members of the opposite sex can seem astonishingly beautiful. That may not longer offer a cue for a relationship.

We may still meet people from our distant past that will bring deep attraction. That’s fine – karma does not mean bad, just activity. It may need to play out but don’t confuse them with the apparent person you once knew. You will still need to meet them as they are now. And you will find they will mirror what remains conditioned and is resisting being seen in you.

Thus, a relationship can be a powerful means of clearing. One of the most potent techniques on the path.

Recently I wrote about Divine Relationship and spoke of some new parameters for seeking a mate.

A key one is what I call resonance. Rather than emotional reactivity, there is an amplification of soul. Spending time together is like a spiritual practice.

There is a deep sense of respect for them that allows a profound acceptance. Perhaps not on the first date though. (laughs)

This kind of connection results in the experience of love flowing through you to them. The relationship itself becomes a vehicle for divinity, a synergistic expression that is greater than what each person reflects individually.

This can give you an idea of how a conscious relationship can change from what you’ve previously experienced. It also demonstrates the potential for Divine Relationship. For a profound expression of being. And for some challenging work to be done.

Awake or not, simple mindfulness of how you are responding can illuminate what is underway. You may discover you are actually still ambivalent about relationship if you have unresolved prior trash. Perhaps that you are motivated to relationship out of fear or how you think others see you or a missing internal connection. You may discover a bag of conditions you are placing on love. Or a bunch of negative expectations that are drawing “the wrong sort”. Same old, same old.
It may not be possible to avoid karmic entanglements, but you may be able to avoid illusory infatuation and disappointment. Find a mate who will enhance our journey rather than detract from it. Of course, all of us have our blind spots – a sure sign of where there is work to be done. But that seeing is what takes us forward, out of our conditioning. And if a relationship is a vehicle for that, hail the lesson bringer.

It’s a beautiful thing, though not always easy.

Davidya

  Nicole : wakingdreamer

Re: Song of Wandering

Nicole said Aug 16, 6:50 AM:

 


The Song in the Key of Life

Posted: 14 Aug 2009 06:04 PM PDT

When we listen to the radio, we’ll tend to hear songs about love. Love lost, love’s pain, love wanted, love remembered. But this love is the shadow love, the emotional love of duality. We know this because it brings pleasure and pain and it does not last.

Real Love is much deeper. It is the love of creation itself, flowing without end. It cannot be lost or damaged or taken away. It arises within us rather than being caused by or dependent on  something/someone outside. It is beyond ideas like space and time, yet they arise within it. It is the very love of our being.

That divine love of creation infuses everything. It can be seen as a golden glow to all life. It can also be heard, heard as the song of life itself.

I have described being becoming through a systematic process. Vibration leading to subtle form, to fields, and expression. This can be seen but it can also be heard.

The beginning is vibration or tone. The classic mantra Om or Aum, the primordial sound of becoming. The vibration begins to step into rhythm and metre. What are described as the Vedas arise. The structure of intelligence, the bija or seeds of becoming. These are parallel to seed forms, the primary geometry of spacetime described by Buckminster Fuller and others.

Those subtle forms give rise to the field stage. This is a kind of simultaneous explosion and implosion, the origins of force that Nassim Haramein describes. The intelligence steps from rhythm into song. All of creation bursts forth into music.
Plato described the large scale of this, the Music of the Spheres. But it takes place at every scale, even just walking down the street or looking at this screen.
The Vedas describe a “loka” or world of music called Ghandarva Loka. In a way, this is a separate place, just as your personal reality is. But that place is not separate from the whole. It is simply that level of resolution where the world bursts forth in song. We can step into a reality or step back into the larger reality.

It’s very much like we may describe the roots of music:
Vibration > Rhythm > Metre > Pattern > Music

I’m looking forward to the day when this form of music is rediscovered. Imagine music that, rather than sharing our sorrows, amplifies the happiness within.

Which brings the flow into the field of senses. Where love, light, and bliss can be heard and felt tangibly.

Occasionally, we may hear examples Rise Up in Song.

Davidya

  HummingBird : Joy

Re: Song of Wandering

HummingBird said Aug 16, 9:01 AM:

 

Well done for joining Soulmates! Don't know why I thought you'd already done so

  Nicole : wakingdreamer

Re: Song of Wandering

Nicole said Aug 16, 9:15 AM:

 

Thanks, it's a good exercise of thoughtfulness and intention, even if nothing comes of it.

  Liz : deLizious

Re: Song of Wandering

Liz said Aug 16, 9:50 AM:

 

Nicole, you've been so present for me lately, and I seem to have wandered in here…this thread is so beautiful, and I feel called to join this group. It seems to speak to me and all the work I seem to be doing around love and relationship…to everything.

Deep bow.

Liz

  Nicole : wakingdreamer

Re: Song of Wandering

Nicole said Aug 16, 9:57 AM:

 

thank you Liz, I feel honoured that my journey can be of help in yours,

Hugs,

Nicole

  starpeople : Star People

Re: Song of Wandering

starpeople said Aug 16, 10:19 PM:

 

Nicole

I empathize with you because any form of suffering is not such a great place to be in.  As there have always been angels around me (and I don't mean those new agey things, I mean things that are gifts in any form to comfort me).  I have been to the edge of despair with the death of my oldest son.  This experience has been my greatest gift and teacher. It taught me about the mortal part of myself which I must drop at some point and the immortal part of myself which is such a giant that even Indra and all the Hindu Gods would shrink at the site of me when I am in my Godspace.  

At the other side of the pain theee is a valley, it is lush and the fruits are beautiful, the pain is a signpost pointing us in the direction we are seeking go.  Wherever the shadow is, look at where the light is shining from.  By embracing what we love, and letting it go on its own way is freedom, we are all just phantoms in Gods dream, and yes the dream goes ouch! It's always worth looking around and seeing the Buddha's smile, and when we see and understand why he is smiling, the pain may still be there but you'll probably have a little bit of a giggle and say “hey that was a pretty crazy trick to play on myself”

Gate Gate Paramgate

  starpeople : Star People

Re: Song of Wandering

starpeople said Aug 16, 10:21 PM:

 

“Come, Come, whoever you are
Wanderer, worshiper, lover of leaving, 
it doesn't matter
Ours is not a caravan of despair
Even if you have broken your vows 
A thousand times it doesn’t matter
Come, yet again, come”



Rumi

  Nicole : wakingdreamer

Re: Song of Wandering

Nicole said Aug 17, 1:31 AM:

 

Tony, I am deeply comforted and encouraged by both your posts. Thank you so much for dropping by here to share your wisdom. I dearly love Rumi, that is an especially awesome one.

Angels, yes - I think I am coming to believe in angels more like Rilke's ones, do you know his Duino Elegies? Here:

Who, if I cried, would hear me, of the angelic 

orders? or even supposing that one should suddenly

carry me to his heart – I should perish under the pressure

of his stronger nature. For beauty is only a step

removed from a burning terror we barely sustain,

and we worship it for the graceful sublimity

with which it disdains to consume us. Each angel burns…



Angels, it’s said, are often uncertain

whether they traverse the living or the dead. The eternal current

pours through both worlds, bearing all ages with it,

and overpowers their voices with their song…



That I may one day, leaving the vision of terror,

sing praise and glory again to assenting angels…




Excerpts from the Duino Elegies by Rainer Maria Rilke,

English translation by John Waterfield. © John Waterfield 1999



Every Angel is terror. And yet,ah, knowing you, I invoke you, almost deadly
birds of the soul. Where are the days of Tobias,
when one of the most radiant of you stood at the simple threshold,
disguised somewhat for the journey and already no longer awesome
(Like a youth, to the youth looking out curiously).
Let the Archangel now, the dangerous one, from behind the stars,
take a single step down and toward us: our own heart,
beating on high would beat us down. What are you? Early successes, Creation’s favourite ones,mountain-chains, ridges reddened by dawns
of all origin – pollen of flowering godhead,
junctions of light, corridors, stairs, thrones,
spaces of being, shields of bliss, tempests
of storm-filled, delighted feeling and, suddenly, solitary
mirrors: gathering their own out-streamed beauty
back into their faces again…

Does the cosmic space,we dissolve into, taste of us then? Do the Angels
really only take back what is theirs, what has streamed out of them,
or is there sometimes, as if by an oversight, something
of our being, as well?

more excerpts of Duino Elegies,


Translated by  A. S. Kline  ©  2001 All Rights Reserved

This work may be freely reproduced, stored, and transmitted, electronically or otherwise, for any non-commercial purpose.

  starpeople : Star People

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starpeople said Aug 17, 2:50 AM:

 

Thanks Nicole
I will come here later when I have more time to concentrate
Tony

  Nicole : wakingdreamer

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Nicole said Aug 17, 5:59 AM:

 

Tony, no rush, it's always good to see you everywhere on Gaia we meet.

  Nicole : wakingdreamer

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Nicole said Aug 20, 8:19 AM:

 

Gaia soulmates has been very quiet for me since I have joined. It may not be the best platform for non-US members because all that you can tell about people like me is that we are not in the US. A little vague, to say the least. :)

A friend of mine here had a bad experience on Gaia soulmates, which is unfortunate too (don't know what happened, but this is one of the risks of these online groups).

So I joined another site, and this one looks much more promising. Right away someone mailed me, and we have exchanged a couple of messages on a friends level. Will take it slow.

The site also prompts you toward people who seem to match your profile so if I were anxiously wanting to be pursuing people, which I am not, I could have a field day.

It will be interesting to see how things go.

  HummingBird : Joy

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HummingBird said Aug 20, 8:31 AM:

 

may your innermost wishes manifest

love

  Nicole : wakingdreamer

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Nicole said Aug 20, 8:47 AM:

 

Thanks so much dear friend!

  Nicole : wakingdreamer

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Nicole said Aug 22, 10:38 AM:

 

So, I have had two people contact me so far on that other site (still nothing from Gaia soulmates) but there don't seem to be many people from my area at all, so I decided to try e-harmony. If this doesn't work I will give up for now :)

I am enjoying the process. I feel no rush to get involved with someone or to pursue a possibility. It is relaxed, lots of open space. Feels good.

  HummingBird : Joy

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HummingBird said Aug 23, 9:26 AM:

 

sounds relaxed and liberating

  Nicole : wakingdreamer

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Nicole said Aug 23, 5:32 PM:

 

Anna, it really is. I have had a wonderful weekend - blogged about the choir party yesterday and today was a delightful follow up to that, a day of mostly spending time outside, good combination of alone time and social time, exercise and rest. Very satisfying. And I continue to correspond with this person or that one without any sense of needing to know or control how it will be, until I know what I must do.

Hugs,

Nicole

  HummingBird : Joy

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HummingBird said Aug 23, 11:34 PM:

 

try and keep this amazing attitude always

love

  Nicole : wakingdreamer

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Nicole said Aug 24, 6:47 AM:

 

It is a gift to me right now. I know my feelings will change from time to time, and doubt and the desire to grasp will probably arise again, but I am deeply enjoying the freedom of the grace I inhabit now.

Hugs,

Nicole

  HummingBird : Joy

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HummingBird said Aug 24, 7:56 AM:

 

Nicole the depth of your enjoyment of this state of liberation can ensure you don't ever fall back into grasping - it really can. 

  Nicole : wakingdreamer

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Nicole said Aug 24, 10:10 AM:

 

Thanks, Anna!

  Nicole : wakingdreamer

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Nicole said Aug 30, 6:42 AM:

 

I have been enjoying three ongoing conversations by email and/or online chat with new friends, two I found here on Gaia, one I found on one of those dating sites (with whom the conversation went in unexpected ways yesterday).

It has been really delightful just to spend time getting to know people bit by bit while feeling a lot less of the usual inner pressure to figure out if this is “going anywhere”. 

I am getting more interested in the guy I met on the dating site. But I am trying to maintain a realism about it - he lives far away and has no interest in moving, I have no flexibilty to move for the next five years or so. And there are other factors…

That actually helps keep the usual reflexes in check somewhat :)

  Nicole : wakingdreamer

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Nicole said Sep 3, 7:09 AM:

 

i am finding myself very much alive to my life, so much so that sleep is becoming even more of an issue. It's exciting and challenging at the same time. But I am very grateful for this time in my life.

I am feeling very happy and not lonely these days, now that I have even more close friends.

  Nicole : wakingdreamer

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Nicole said Sep 3, 7:16 AM:

 

my latest blog poem:
Fire of Life

  HummingBird : Joy

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HummingBird said Sep 3, 8:24 AM:

 

you're sounding in such a good space, Nicole. It may be nice if you post your poem here. The challenge is to stay this alive through the 'ups and the downs' - basically being in touch with self in each moment

love

  Nicole : wakingdreamer

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Nicole said Sep 3, 8:53 AM:

 

Thanks so much, Anna,

Fire of Life

fire

burns in my veins

each sound
picture
thought
touches me deeply

tears are never far

it has been long
since I have been so alive

joyful

content

excited to see what each day brings

Praise! Glory to the One
Who makes all things new

September 2009

  Nicole : wakingdreamer

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Nicole said Sep 11, 4:48 AM:

 

Love fills my life, love fulfills and drives me forward, love is everywhere I go, everywhere I see. I can`t believe that only in July I was still so hesitant, so doubtful, so fearful. My life is a rich tapestry of many loves, much beauty. I am deeply grateful.

  HummingBird : Joy

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HummingBird said Sep 11, 5:14 AM:

 

embracing your joy, Nicole

  Nicole : wakingdreamer

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Nicole said Sep 11, 5:20 AM:

 

thanks, Anna, love - so much appreciating your support and guidance.

  Nicole : wakingdreamer

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Nicole said Sep 12, 10:34 AM:

 

EE CUMMINGS - YOU BEING IN LOVE

Posted on Sep 12th, 2009 by  Taikunping
you being in love… 



you being in love
will tell who softly asks in love,

am i separated from your body smile brain hands merely
to become the jumping puppets of a dream? oh i mean:
entirely having in my careful how
careful arms created this at length
inexcusable, this inexplicable pleasure-you go from several
persons: believe me that strangers arrive
when i have kissed you into a memory
slowly, oh seriously
-that since and if you disappear

solemnly
myselves
ask “life, the question how do i drink dream smile

and how do i prefer this face to another and
why do i weep eat sleep-what does the whole intend”
they wonder. oh and they cry “to be, being, that i am alive
this absurd fraction in its lowest terms
with everything cancelled
but shadows
-what does it all come down to? love? Love
if you like and i like,for the reason that i
hate people and lean out of this window is love,love
and the reason that i laugh and breathe is oh love and the reason
that i do not fall into this street is love.” 

ee cummings 

  HummingBird : Joy

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HummingBird said Sep 12, 1:07 PM:

 

Nicole I love the way you spill over into poetry!

  Nicole : wakingdreamer

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Nicole said Sep 12, 1:15 PM:

 

For me, poetry and music speak my heart better than any other means.

  Nicole : wakingdreamer

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Nicole said Sep 13, 5:37 AM:

 

By Philip Glass from the Orphee Suite (Orpheus)

Orphée Suite - Orphée's Bedroom


Tenderness, intimacy, the role of death in life… the Orpheus myth is a powerful love story.



  Nicole : wakingdreamer

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Nicole said Sep 25, 6:04 AM:

 

Love fills my heart from so many many close friends now, and yet being full and overflowing, my heart always has room for another! I am so blessed to have my friend I have mentioned from the start walking with me, emailing regularly and Skyping every few weeks, and am very much looking forward to seeing him in a few months for a visit.

I am also growing closer to my friend in Scotland as we both work through the joys and stresses of daily life through our email chats. There is someone  in Montreal I like (like like lol as the children say) and yet I am learning patience and not grasping. I don't know what will happen there. There is someone else in Vancouver, strong attraction but … I don't know. Time will tell. My friend in Edmonton is very very busy but when we talk, he is so supportive. 

I am grateful for each person and know it is entirely possible that when love fully blossoms in my life, it may be that it will not be with anyone I know right now.

I had to fire my ex-partner last week and that was painful and very stressful, especially since I was out of town for five days and had to juggle staffing etc in his absence. 

But it is all good, as my friend in Wales would say (haven't heard from him in a while but I know we will talk sometime). My life continues to unfold at a dizzying and exciting rate.

  HummingBird : Joy

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HummingBird said Sep 25, 7:34 AM:

 

love flowing to you from yet another friend in South Africa dear one

  Nicole : wakingdreamer

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Nicole said Sep 25, 1:07 PM:

 

thank you, I am refreshed by your loving support!

  Nicole : wakingdreamer

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Nicole said Sep 26, 4:47 PM:

 

Life took a very unexpected turn for me yesterday/today, and I am still dizzied and amazed by it.

since feeling is first… (VII) by E. E. Cummings
since feeling is first
who pays any attention
to the syntax of things
will never wholly kiss you;

wholly to be a fool
while Spring is in the world

my blood approves,
and kisses are a better fate
than wisdom
lady i swear by all flowers. Don't cry
- the best gesture of my brain is less than
your eyelids' flutter which says

we are for each other; then
laugh, leaning back in my arms
for life's not a paragraph

And death i think is no parenthesis

  Nicole : wakingdreamer

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Nicole said Sep 26, 4:51 PM:

 


i thank You God for most this amazing
day:for the leaping greenly spirits of trees
and a blue true dream of sky;and for everything
which is natural which is infinite which is yes

(i who have died am alive again today,
and this is the sun's birthday;this is the birth
day of life and of love and wings:and of the gay
great happening illimitably earth)

how should tasting touching hearing seeing
breathing any–lifted from the no
of allnothing–human merely being
doubt unimaginable You?

(now the ears of my ears awake and
now the eyes of my eyes are opened)E.E. Cummings

  HummingBird : Joy

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HummingBird said Sep 26, 7:41 PM:

 

sharing your delight, love

  Nicole : wakingdreamer

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Nicole said Sep 27, 1:38 AM:

 

oh Anna! I can't sleep but life is so wondrous… I am flying!

12. The Windhover by Gerald Manley Hopkins  


To Christ our Lord 

 I CAUGHT this morning morning’s minion, king-
  dom of daylight’s dauphin, dapple-dawn-drawn Falcon, in his riding  
Of the rolling level underneath him steady air, and striding
High there, how he rung upon the rein of a wimpling wingIng his ecstasy! then off, off forth on swing,        
As a skate’s heel sweeps smooth on a bow-bend: the hurl and gliding 
Rebuffed the big wind. My heart in hiding
Stirred for a bird,—the achieve of; the mastery of the thing! 

Brute beauty and valour and act, oh, air, pride, plume, here  
Buckle! AND the fire that breaks from thee then, a billion        
Times told lovelier, more dangerous, O my chevalier!   
No wonder of it: shéer plód makes plough down sillion
Shine, and blue-bleak embers, ah my dear,  
Fall, gall themselves, and gash gold-vermillion.

  Nicole : wakingdreamer

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Nicole said Sep 27, 2:24 PM:

 

My dear one and I have been sharing so much over the past few days. I send him my favourite songs and poems, he opens his heart and tells me how he is feeling about those songs and what is happening in his life. It is so amazing, most surprising and utterly delightful.

here's to opening and upward, to leaf and to sap
and to your(in my arms flowering so new)
self whose eyes smell of the sound of rain


and here's to silent certainly mountains;and to
a disappearing poet of always,snow
and to morning;and to morning's beautiful friend
twilight(and a first dream called ocean)and


let must or if be damned with whomever's afraid
down with ought with because with every brain
which thinks it thinks,nor dares to feel(but up
with joy;and up with laughing and drunkenness)


here's to one undiscoverable guess
of whose mad skill each world of blood is made
(whose fatal songs are moving in the moon 


ee cummings 

  HummingBird : Joy

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HummingBird said Sep 28, 2:37 AM:

 

Nicole your joy is contagious! May it flow deep and sweep aside all sorrow

love

  Nicole : wakingdreamer

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Nicole said Sep 28, 6:04 AM:

 

i have forgotten what sorrow is, i think

all is festival!

You, you only, exist.
We pass away, till at last,
our passing is so immense
that you arise: beautiful moment,
in all your suddenness,
arising in love, or enchanted
in the contraction of work.
To you I belong, however time may
wear me away. From you to you
I go commanded. In between
the garland is hanging in chance; but if you
take it up and up and up: look:
all becomes festival!
Rainer Maria Rilke

  Nicole : wakingdreamer

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Nicole said Oct 2, 5:01 AM:

 

this week has been incredibly intense, many many hours on the phone, sharing more and more deeply from our lives and vision. He is arriving in two weeks to spend a weekend! And I hope to go see him in November. In the meantime we hope and dream together through our emails and comments and grapevine notes and the energies which travel to each other.

starlight wrote this lovely poem inspired by us:

Journey Of The Rose…

Posted on Oct 1st, 2009 by  starlight
Love opens with the red of bloom…
Gently with it’s sweet perfume…
Sometimes it cannot wait till June…
Such beauty it must share…
It whispers mystery in the breeze…
It’s petals falling soft and free…
Just like the dew that use to be…
It’s magic is so rare…
Two hearts that learn to beat as one…
The journey of the rose begun…
Eternal blossom never done…
Love’s undying prayer…
It may begin as just a seed…
But then it flowers into need…
A longing that makes true love breathe…
This journey of the rose…

Starlight Dancing…

  HummingBird : Joy

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HummingBird said Oct 2, 7:57 AM:

 

wishing you both joy

love

  Nicole : wakingdreamer

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Nicole said Oct 2, 8:29 AM:

 

joy is ours, overflowing, thank you, dear Anna! I am finally discovering what you and Gien have been talking about… laughing


Sonnet of sonnets - Christina Rossetti

Posted on Mar 27th, 2008 by  Nicole
Monna Innominata: A Sonnet Of SonnetsChristina Rossetti
1

Lo dì che han detto a’ dolci amici addio. (Dante)
Amor, con quanto sforzo oggi mi vinci! (Petrarca)

Come back to me, who wait and watch for you:—
Or come not yet, for it is over then,
And long it is before you come again,
So far between my pleasures are and few.
While, when you come not, what I do I do
Thinking “Now when he comes,” my sweetest when:”
For one man is my world of all the men
This wide world holds; O love, my world is you.
Howbeit, to meet you grows almost a pang
Because the pang of parting comes so soon;
My hope hangs waning, waxing, like a moon
Between the heavenly days on which we meet:
Ah me, but where are now the songs I sang
When life was sweet because you call’d them sweet?

2

Era già 1′ora che volge il desio. (Dante)
Ricorro al tempo ch’ io vi vidi prima. (Petrarca)

I wish I could remember that first day,
First hour, first moment of your meeting me,
If bright or dim the season, it might be
Summer or winter for aught I can say;
So unrecorded did it slip away,
So blind was I to see and to foresee,
So dull to mark the budding of my tree
That would not blossom yet for many a May.
If only I could recollect it, such
A day of days! I let it come and go
As traceless as a thaw of bygone snow;
It seem’d to mean so little, meant so much;
If only now I could recall that touch,
First touch of hand in hand—Did one but know!

3

O ombre vane, fuor che ne l’aspetto! (Dante)
Immaginata guida la conduce. (Petrarca)

I dream of you to wake: would that I might
Dream of you and not wake but slumber on;
Nor find with dreams the dear companion gone,
As summer ended summer birds take flight.
In happy dreams I hold you full in sight,
I blush again who waking look so wan;
Brighter than sunniest day that ever shone,
In happy dreams your smile makes day of night.
Thus only in a dream we are at one,
Thus only in a dream we give and take
The faith that maketh rich who take or give;
If thus to sleep is sweeter than to wake,
To die were surely sweeter than to live,
Though there be nothing new beneath the sun.

4

Poca favilla gran fliamma seconda. (Dante)
Ogni altra cosa, ogni pensier va fore,
E sol ivi con voi rimansi amore. (Petrarca)

I lov’d you first: but afterwards your love
Outsoaring mine, sang such a loftier song
As drown’d the friendly cooings of my dove.
Which owes the other most? my love was long,
And yours one moment seem’d to wax more strong;
I lov’d and guess’d at you, you construed me—
And lov’d me for what might or might not be
Nay, weights and measures do us both a wrong.
For verily love knows not “mine” or “thine;”
With separate “I” and “thou” free love has done,
For one is both and both are one in love:
Rich love knows nought of “thine that is not mine;”
Both have the strength and both the length thereof,
Both of us, of the love which makes us one.

5

Amor che a nullo amato amar perdona. (Dante)
Amor m’addusse in sì gioiosa spene. (Petrarca)

O my heart’s heart, and you who are to me
More than myself myself, God be with you,
Keep you in strong obedience leal and true
To Him whose noble service setteth free,
Give you all good we see or can foresee,
Make your joys many and your sorrows few,
Bless you in what you bear and what you do,
Yea, perfect you as He would have you be.
So much for you; but what for me, dear friend?
To love you without stint and all I can
Today, tomorrow, world without an end;
To love you much and yet to love you more,
As Jordan at his flood sweeps either shore;
Since woman is the helpmeet made for man.

6

Or puoi la quantitate
Comprender de l’amor che a te mi scalda. (Dante)
Non vo’ che da tal nodo mi scioglia. (Petrarca)

Trust me, I have not earn’d your dear rebuke,
I love, as you would have me, God the most;
Would lose not Him, but you, must one be lost,
Nor with Lot’s wife cast back a faithless look
Unready to forego what I forsook;
This say I, having counted up the cost,
This, though I be the feeblest of God’s host,
The sorriest sheep Christ shepherds with His crook.
Yet while I love my God the most, I deem
That I can never love you overmuch;
I love Him more, so let me love you too;
Yea, as I apprehend it, love is such
I cannot love you if I love not Him,
I cannot love Him if I love not you.

7

Qui primavera sempre ed ogni frutto. (Dante)
Ragionando con meco ed io con lui. (Petrarca)

“Love me, for I love you”—and answer me,
“Love me, for I love you”—so shall we stand
As happy equals in the flowering land
Of love, that knows not a dividing sea.
Love builds the house on rock and not on sand,
Love laughs what while the winds rave desperately;
And who hath found love’s citadel unmann’d?
And who hath held in bonds love’s liberty?
My heart’s a coward though my words are brave
We meet so seldom, yet we surely part
So often; there’s a problem for your art!
Still I find comfort in his Book, who saith,
Though jealousy be cruel as the grave,
And death be strong, yet love is strong as death.

8

Come dicesse a Dio: D’altro non calme. (Dante)
Spero trovar pietà non che perdono. (Petrarca)

“I, if I perish, perish”—Esther spake:
And bride of life or death she made her fair
In all the lustre of her perfum’d hair
And smiles that kindle longing but to slake.
She put on pomp of loveliness, to take
Her husband through his eyes at unaware;
She spread abroad her beauty for a snare,
Harmless as doves and subtle as a snake.
She trapp’d him with one mesh of silken hair,
She vanquish’d him by wisdom of her wit,
And built her people’s house that it should stand:—
If I might take my life so in my hand,
And for my love to Love put up my prayer,
And for love’s sake by Love be granted it!

9

O dignitosa coscienza e netta! (Dante)
Spirto più acceso di virtuti ardenti. (Petrarca)

Thinking of you, and all that was, and all
That might have been and now can never be,
I feel your honour’d excellence, and see
Myself unworthy of the happier call:
For woe is me who walk so apt to fall,
So apt to shrink afraid, so apt to flee,
Apt to lie down and die (ah, woe is me!)
Faithless and hopeless turning to the wall.
And yet not hopeless quite nor faithless quite,
Because not loveless; love may toil all night,
But take at morning; wrestle till the break
Of day, but then wield power with God and man:—
So take I heart of grace as best I can,
Ready to spend and be spent for your sake.

10

Con miglior corso e con migliore stella. (Dante)
La vita fugge e non s’arresta un’ ora. (Petrarca)

Time flies, hope flags, life plies a wearied wing;
Death following hard on life gains ground apace;
Faith runs with each and rears an eager face,
Outruns the rest, makes light of everything,
Spurns earth, and still finds breath to pray and sing;
While love ahead of all uplifts his praise,
Still asks for grace and still gives thanks for grace,
Content with all day brings and night will bring.
Life wanes; and when love folds his wings above
Tired hope, and less we feel his conscious pulse,
Let us go fall asleep, dear friend, in peace:
A little while, and age and sorrow cease;
A little while, and life reborn annuls
Loss and decay and death, and all is love.

11

Vien dietro a me e lascia dir le genti. (Dante)
Contando i casi della vita nostra. (Petrarca)

Many in aftertimes will say of you
“He lov’d her”—while of me what will they say?
Not that I lov’d you more than just in play,
For fashion’s sake as idle women do.
Even let them prate; who know not what we knew
Of love and parting in exceeding pain,
Of parting hopeless here to meet again,
Hopeless on earth, and heaven is out of view.
But by my heart of love laid bare to you,
My love that you can make not void nor vain,
Love that foregoes you but to claim anew
Beyond this passage of the gate of death,
I charge you at the Judgment make it plain
My love of you was life and not a breath.

12

Amor, che ne la mente mi ragiona. (Dante)
Amor vien nel bel viso di costei. (Petrarca)

If there be any one can take my place
And make you happy whom I grieve to grieve,
Think not that I can grudge it, but believe
I do commend you to that nobler grace,
That readier wit than mine, that sweeter face;
Yea, since your riches make me rich, conceive
I too am crown’d, while bridal crowns I weave,
And thread the bridal dance with jocund pace.
For if I did not love you, it might be
That I should grudge you some one dear delight;
But since the heart is yours that was mine own,
Your pleasure is my pleasure, right my right,
Your honourable freedom makes me free,
And you companion’d I am not alone.

13

E drizzeremo gli occhi al Primo Amore. (Dante)
Ma trovo peso non da le mie braccia. (Petrarca)

If I could trust mine own self with your fate,
Shall I not rather trust it in God’s hand?
Without Whose Will one lily doth not stand,
Nor sparrow fall at his appointed date;
Who numbereth the innumerable sand,
Who weighs the wind and water with a weight,
To Whom the world is neither small nor great,
Whose knowledge foreknew every plan we plann’d.
Searching my heart for all that touches you,
I find there only love and love’s goodwill
Helpless to help and impotent to do,
Of understanding dull, of sight most dim;
And therefore I commend you back to Him
Whose love your love’s capacity can fill.

14

E la Sua Volontade è nostra pace. (Dante)
Sol con questi pensier, con altre chiome. (Petrarca)

Youth gone, and beauty gone if ever there
Dwelt beauty in so poor a face as this;
Youth gone and beauty, what remains of bliss?
I will not bind fresh roses in my hair,
To shame a cheek at best but little fair,—
Leave youth his roses, who can bear a thorn,—
I will not seek for blossoms anywhere,
Except such common flowers as blow with corn.
Youth gone and beauty gone, what doth remain?
The longing of a heart pent up forlorn,
A silent heart whose silence loves and longs;
The silence of a heart which sang its songs
While youth and beauty made a summer morn,
Silence of love that cannot sing again.
Online text © 1998-2008 Poetry X. All rights reserved.
From A Pageant and Other Poems | 1881

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Re: Song of Wandering

Nicole said Oct 2, 9:15 AM:

 

I have just blogged:

Finding My True Love At Last

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Re: Song of Wandering

Nicole said Oct 6, 3:05 PM:

 

The Lovers

See how in their veins all becomes spirit: 
into each other they mature and grow. 
Like axles
, their forms tremblingly orbit, 
round which it whirls, bewitching and aglow. 
Thirsters, and they receive drink, 
watchers, and see: they receive sight. 
Let them into one another sink

so as to endure each other outright. 

Rainer Maria Rilke 

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Re: Song of Wandering

Nicole said Oct 9, 4:54 PM:

 

Heartbeat

Only mouths are we. Who sings the distant heart
which safely exists in the center of all things?
His giant
 heartbeat is diverted in us
into little pulses. And his giant grief
is, like his giant jubilation, far too
great for us. And so we tear ourselves away
from him time after time, remaining only
mouths. But unexepectedly and secretly
the giant heartbeat enters our being,
so that we scream —-,
and are transformed in being and in countenance.


Translated by Albert Ernest Flemming 

Rainer Maria Rilke 

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Re: Song of Wandering

Nicole said Oct 11, 5:02 AM:

 

Your Laughter

Take bread away from me, if you wish,
take air away, but
do not take from me your laughter.

Do not take away the rose,
the lance flower that you pluck,
the water that suddenly
bursts forth in joy,
the sudden wave
of silver born in you.

My struggle is harsh and I come back
with eyes tired
at times from having seen
the unchanging earth,
but when your laughter enters
it rises to the sky seeking me
and it opens for me all
the doors of life.

My love, in the darkest
hour your laughter
opens, and if suddenly
you see my blood staining
the stones of the street,
laugh, because your laughter
will be for my hands
like a fresh sword.

Next to the sea in the autumn,
your laughter must raise
its foamy cascade,
and in the spring, love,
I want your laughter like
the flower I was waiting for,
the blue flower, the rose
of my echoing country.

Laugh at the night,
at the day, at the  moon
laugh at the twisted
streets of the island,
laugh at this clumsy
boy who loves you,
but when I open
my eyes and close them,
when my steps go,
when my steps return,
deny me bread, air,
light, spring,
but never your laughter
for I would die. 

Pablo Neruda 

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Re: Song of Wandering

Nicole said Nov 10, 6:06 PM:

 

I have blogged about our two first weekends together:

Weekends with my beloved

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Re: Song of Wandering

Nicole said Nov 12, 7:04 AM:

 

MEETING AT NIGHT - ROBERT BROWNING

Posted on Nov 12th, 2009 by  Taikunping
The grey sea and the long black land;
And the yellow half-moon large and low;
And the startled little waves that leap
In fiery ringlets from their sleep
As I gain the cove with pushing prow,
And quench its speed i' the slushy sand.

Then a mile of warm sea-scented beach;
Three fields to cross till a farm appears;
A tap at the pane, the quick sharp scratch
And blue spurt of a lighted match,
And a voice less loud, through its joys and fears,
Than the two hearts beating each to each!

Robert Browning