Contagious vitality

Joy that springs

and dance that flings-

this radiance of a heart that lives

aflame!

Quiet whispers

that speak of grace.

Sparks lighting up the depths-

as fireflies!

Eyes that twinkle.

Hidden sparkles

reaching past infinity –

”Being” is found!!

Vibrant and alive,

the colours blossom,

the laughter soars-

as live is lived!

Holding hands-

heads thrown back.

Contagious vitality

in tranquility.

Author – Bill Tidsbury

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Etchings

Wrinkles are written as I touch and flow.

Furrows formed beneath the weight of grief,

strike history’s story for all to see.

 

Joy’s most gracious glow

leaves marks upon my glass.

As I lift life’s frothy splash to cheer vitality!

Memories mark my journey’s vibrant song.

 

Spirit slips within,

unseen and smooth as glass.

Life’s electricity vibrates the humming strings,

tuning orchestra’s ode

to the fullness of beauty’s hope.

 

Community mixes fine,

the curious blend of travellers dreams.

Hearts alive are free to dance –

intoxicated within encounter’s spice,

blending heart and spirit

marking harmony’s face around my eyes.

 

So now I wear my journey,

as nature’s tattoo etched on skin.

I watch with growing wonder,

– the grace that flows around.

Delicate ink scribes this moment’s time.

 

Moments write my story,

smoothing pain’s erosion in the balm of Life.

Forgiving opens windows,

renewing soul’s elasticity.

 

Silken caresses soften skin,

releasing eternity’s peace,

and may face is free!

Author – Bill Tidsbury

Living in mystery

Mystery is without.

Unseen yet felt, a hint that breathes a fragrance of possibility. Unknown, yet hauntingly familiar, this tendril calls each one forward. It is an echo of a song that is new, and so I ponder – how can I hope for something that I have not yet known? Yet I do!

Stirrings, that hint of things that are shaking. Imponderables that move with a precision which I can’t define! Force that quiets my heart and yet makes it beat wildly. It clearly is an invitation to each one who has any sense of imagination. Questions in the night!

Sleeping, yet on the verge of wakefulness. Images cascade and grand visions speak portents of destiny – which slowly fade as I awake. Disturbance quivers on the surface of my soul as if brushed by a touch of electricity. I seek, yet I cannot speak!

Confidence – courage leaping as if a trout out of water; explosive in it’s expression! Where did that come from? Out of the depths, unusual images that impinge on mundane circumstances. Familiarity shifts, momentary fractals appear in my reality. Why now?

A greater reality sits behind. I run and yet I hope I am found! Purpose chases me and I myself seek answers to enigmas within my being. Fountains hint at vitality that should be, but somehow fades! The mystique of an essence trapped within yet waiting to kiss my future.

Mystery is within.

Author – Bill Tidsbury

Stepping through

The Spirit of God has a longing desire to release the wonder of revelational encounters to any seeking heart. But this wonder can not be released to an inflexible heart! It would only be damaged – ripped open – rather than stretched and transformed by the wonder.

It is easy to yearn for a change in circumstances, and yet, not realize that to receive the wonder of this change, I require a structure that will “stretch”. If my security is anchored in the familiar, rather than in the reality of a dynamic relationship with my Daddy God, I will only be torn free and cast into a scary, rootless oblivion!

Mercy withholds revelation from a boxed in, constrained and dogmatic mind.

The softness of love, the vibrancy and flexibility of flame, is open to any who are willing to “change state” ( the concept of going from a liquid to a gas). So I am invited to move from the natural box I have learned and step into the awe that flows in the wind of the Spirit.

To feel the heat of worship and adoration and not leave the structure of our wooden form leaves us impossibly on edge and at risk. I choose to give wing to a change of state.  I join myself to the Spirit of God – a dynamic with which I am in general not essentially familiar with as a human being bound in my culture. I then suddenly leap upwards in a  dance of flame that is full of heat and passion. What opens to me is a world far different from the hard structure of my material world.

I stretch beyond my knowing. I see with eyes that acknowledge the impossibility of what I see, even as I experience majesty beyond my comprehension. I sense my being imprinted by shaping and crafting that are tender yet impossibly life changing. I know I am marked forever by  an infinite grace and that has opened to me existence in a vibrancy I have never imagined. I settle into a peace even as I shake at the weak incapacity of my frames of reality being bent and transformed. And I know – I am known  – loved and endued with possibility I could not have foreseen even a second ago. Timeless and yet present. Explosively at peace. Joyous with an exuberance found only in intimacy, yet forever invited to love expansively.

I am drawn into revelation and I not only experience wonder – I know Him!!

Author – Bill Tidsbury

Life is best taken raw!

It appears easy for so many to disconnect from the rawness of real life with many words. There is a form of life in words. It can paint in colour, yet, it becomes a “still life”. Beautiful but somehow missing the dynamic of life in the raw.

Life is vast and changing – something so relational that it takes me past words to where my heart engages with you, my living essence. I find myself shifted, trembling, standing in awe- breathless with wonder – in you. You crack  an unknown dimension in my spirit that hungers furiously for this vitality that has no counterpart in my natural world.It’s substance is monumental, it’s voice a roar that shakes and thunders louder than any storm created crescendo. I am known and and I know in a moment that lasts forever.

Life is about being in you and you being in me. That fundamental reality must be felt, breathed, be enmeshed in my very core.

There is a harmonic resonance to life that must be listened to. Whether the metaphor is of dance or music, the interplay must be the wellspring of all thought, all motion, all dreams, all words and actions.

My being is in you and your being is in me! I flow out of who you are, and your flow enhances who I am. I am only most vibrantly myself, when I sink into you. You express yourself through me. As I partner with you,  I in turn realize in splendour, the glory of who I am – unique, beloved, powerful, free!

Life is best taken raw!

Author – Bill Tidsbury