The following is automatic writing. I feel this poem captures the essence of remembering that we are supported and loved and can return to our innocent play once again, as we walk our way home…
Wild wind warms my heart, and yet I wonder for how long. It doesn’t make sense, yet I’m okay in the blissful yellow sun.
My bones are warmed, and my smile is wide, and the winds of time take me home to my sister’s hearth, where soup cooks to nourish my soul. I’m so lucky and blessed. I am supported as I walk home, one step at a time, wild and free to roam off track and stop to talk to the deer who has a soft message for only me, as I stroke its warm fur and laugh at its playful joke.
You also are in my heart and travel with me wherever I go. Did you know you are here too? Haha, yes, you are.
I smile, knowing you’re always there, beautiful soul. What a wonderful companion I have to walk besides. How long have you been with me? How much do I feed you with my joy and love and smile? Who are you to me? Why are you here?
I don’t care either way, because I love you with all my heart. And we dance and smile and feel great sorrow when we think we’re apart, but we never are. And that makes us both smile and fall down laughing again at the greatest tragedy of all time and outside time.
A spider walks upon me and tries to tell me I’m not loved, but in a cheeky way, where I know it’s joking, and it’s an old friend whom I also love very dearly.
You are all my friends. I remember all of you. I love you, dancing with you through time and space. What fun we have through time in different costumes, delighting ourselves in the creator and dancing in a field that never dies or diminishes.
My heart cries in pain sometimes to the sound of the sweet flute as it plays into my soul and teases out the leftover fears that creep inside and try to hide, but can never stay long, for I know who I am, and so do you, my dear, dear friend.
If only I could tell the world what we know, we would see all manner of smiles inside this time and space, free to walk at their own pace. But until then, we dance together with eyes wide open and cheeky grins. We love showing the way and stepping forward easily and effortlessly.
I am grateful I’m alive. My business isn’t business. It’s fun and flow, and how can I flow in the old way? I must let that go. I forge my own path off the beaten track, but always with my friends along the whole way. I’m supported in the yellow light of bliss and play.
How wonderful to walk this business path with new energy and new paradigms; a way-shower, an explorer, and great adventurer I am. And so are you, my delightful companion I love and makes me smile all day long. I love and yearn for you and know you’re there and yet sometimes I forget.
I’m always supported and never alone, all the way to the bank. I see you and I see light and I see yellow and ease and grace and flow and a bright, clear yellow brick road that takes me home. How delightful I get to sing as I walk this path and connect to the field via the animals and nature and the trees and especially the birds.
What a blessing to have birds sing to me, and I get to sing back, and then we sing together each day as I step forward.
I let go of more and more old ways like production and forced action and just trust the spiral flow of creation as I intend my dreams into existence.
Divinely Received and Recorded By Malise
