Journey on

The urge to scatter

is childish most sure.

It grasps the useful

then throws it out the door.

 

The call to gather

is harder to discern,

It bends my heart

to listen and to learn.

 

To choose direction

is often done in fear.

It makes me leap

with no sense of disaster!

 

To journey on

is life that lives to gather.

It tames the fear

and courage grants me laughter.

Author – Bill Tidsbury

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Peace on Earth

Peace and silence are not synonymous. At times we confuse the two. Silence is the absence of sound, of disturbing vibes. Peace is a presence -a communion- with tranquility, with hope and with the warm acceptance of love. Peace is relational – not just sensory stillness. Peace is an expression of vibrant interconnectedness, identity and a meaningful journey. Silence can provide a  break; Peace is one of the foundations for life.

Author – Bill Tidsbury

Whose choice

Choices tickle,

choices form,

in the middle

of forest’s gloom.

 

Instinct rises,

instinct sears,

when my urges

have no room.

 

Fire devours,

fire reveals,

all that’s precious

as they’re burned.

 

Ashes stink;

ashes flee!

Winds that howl

tear all I’ve learned.

 

Memory cries;

memory sighs!

When all I know

disappears in fog.

 

Journey grows;

journey flows!

Along the path

I find a log!

 

Prince arises;

prince appears!

Another’s choice

opened up this frog!

Author – Bill Tidsbury

Living Gently

Day’s end drifts into the night,

clouds up high yet burning bright.

Breezes whisper peace be still,

Living gently with the flow of life.

 

Sunsets always kiss the day –

beauty’s brush of joy in play.

Then the silken night envelopes

bringing dreams to dance and say:

 

“Each event within your journey,

shapes an effervescent theme.

Delight is crafted through the process,

that ferments the sour into wine.”

Author – Bill Tidsbury

Journey’s insistent call

When I find my path is choked with things that threaten me with doom; when I step outside and sense my fear instead of  the wonder of the stars – that is when I seem to need a voice that sing’s of hope with hints of what ’s ahead.

Yet listening is so difficult when noise just fills the air. It’s so much easier to hear the roar of all the things that scare. I also find at times like these, I grip complacency’s despair, and not the quiet counsel that heartens me to dare.

I want to stay the same, it is so familiar with my souvenirs up on the shelf! The problem is that what I seek, are vistas from a mountain I haven’t even seen. I wish that mountain view would simply come to me. Instead, I find that I must trek to places now unknown.

The step that hurts is when I part with routines that were my friends. They sob and cry as I leave behind what separated me from what I dream.  Now, as I step into fields unknown, I find surprise arising – fresh joy!

The journey is a process that requires me to leave and then embrace the new that opens life to soar. I exchange my familiar for the beauty of vision found. I open wide to impossibilities that never could be dreamed – without my journey’s insistent call.

Author – Bill Tidsbury

Journey’s grace

Invitation.

Spirit’s flow!

Stepping into destiny.

Sliding into water’s joy.

Rising into peaceful floating rest.

Sonlight dappled presence, granting colours life.

Eyes wide open, drawn into Journey’s grace.

Feel the tug as waters shift.

River’s joy seeking full release.

Knitted souls, embracing freedom.

Eyes on fire!

Today’s forever-

opening.

Author – Bill Tidsbury

Integrating experience

Miracles have happened before my eyes!

I have felt body parts shift beneath my hand. When the unusual happens, our minds can’t comprehend. Yet there is that sense of wonder that answers a deep longing buried deep within. Our western mind is trained to query that which hasn’t been seen before. This western mindset denies that anything spiritual even exists!

Yet I have seen!

Others hear my stories and listen with quiet eyes. There is polite acknowledgement and yet uncertainty makes questions die. Why does curiosity die when something strange occurs?

We would rather live without wonder than challenge core assumptions!

So many lives are trapped with pain and questions chew within. Answers aren’t found in textbooks, when a spirit aches within. Hope is real and is found in a dimension close at hand.  To reach out and wonder is the first step in a journey of delight.

Yes, I have known!

Author – Bill Tidsbury