Do you see what I see?

Do you see what I see?

Do you see what I see
As I gaze into the sky
Sparkling shining stars
Lighting the darkness of my mind

Do you see the moon up there
Her beautiful silver glow
Washing down upon us
Whispering secrets we need to know

Gentle words stirring feelings
Like a lovers sweet serenade
Teasing taunting all my senses
Music being perfectly played

But wait…..
Is that cloud I see
Drifting before my eyes?
Or is it life’s reality
My sweetest dreams being denied

With the storm comes an awakening
Lightning flashes bright
Thunder bringing passion
Pure unadulterated delight

Sunrise steals the diamonds
Like a thief gliding across the land
But it cannot steal the caress
I felt from the touch of your hand.

My wish for you

My wish for you

My wish for you is freedom
From the cage which you are in
To live a life you choose
In a place your heart can sing

My wish for you is happiness
Seated deep within your being
The kind that breeds contentment
Which you have rarely seen

My wish you is peace
May you find it in this life
Away from pain and suffering
Anguish, fear and strife

My wish for you is love
That eternal burning flame
To glow bright within your heart
And make you whole again

Trish Johnston 27 January 2014

Fear ~ that ‘other person’ in your head

Fear ~ that 'other person' in your head

“Worry is a terrible thing; like having another person in your head.” ~ taken from Ten Weeks in Africa written by J M Shaw.

These words jumped off the page at me this morning. I indicated in my last blog that next I would share my thoughts on fear. The quote above has prompted me to do so today. I am including in this an article, for want of a better word, which I ‘channelled’ in 2009. I share it with you exactly as it came to me:

“Fear; the most consuming emotion in the human spectrum. Fear is the greatest block that a human will have to deal with and deal with it you must. It must be confronted, defeated and diminished to a level that allows you to live wisely, trusting your intuition to guide you instead of the fear that constantly holds you back.

Fear leads to a great lack of self-worth. It holds your heart in a tight fist, allowing no growth, keeping it constricted, unable to function in the most fundamental manner of giving and receiving.

Some believe that it is easier to live in fear than it is to defeat the cause of their pain. These are the ones who are unable to experience the joy in life, the sweetness of true acceptance and love. Much of the dis-ease on Earth today can be attributed to fear. Your physical bodies hold within the pain that comes from fear, it lodges in an area of weakness, growing and manifesting into illness. To cure many of your Earthly diseases the first step should be to address the emotionally crippling fear from which the illness arose.

Addictions are a direct result of one feeling unable to face fear and turning to a substance that for a time appears to offer an escape from the pain and uncertainty in life. What the addict fails to acknowledge is that the paranoia brought on by the altered state is no more desirable or beneficial than that which is driving the addiction. Alcohol and drugs are mere masks offering no solutions.

Fear of living in your true power leads to a misuse of your personal power. To be a powerful person is to be one who has self-love, the love of and for fellow man. While this may seem a simplistic view it is all that is necessary to overcome the negatives. A misuse of power is due to fear and insecurity in oneself and one’s ability to perform a given task. A bully lives in fear of being defeated, of being ridiculed; unworthy so therefore he projects these very things onto others. Bullies demand respect which will never be forthcoming as respect is one aspect of love and love is something which must be given and received freely and willingly, with no expectations.

Many relationships fail due to fear from either one or both partners being unable to overcome the fear of commitment or the fear of failure or the fear of ‘surrendering’ the self to another. What they do not recognize is that in this surrender is a completeness brought about by releasing the fear of inadequacy and allowing love to lift and empower themselves and their partner.

Fear creates a tremendous imbalance in life. Dark outweighs light, pain and anger dominate happiness and joy; and so the cycle of negativity continues.

Those who use fear as a tool of dominance are committing a gross disservice to all concerned. The threat of punishment either physical or emotional is driven by insecurity and non-acceptance. Hate, anger and cruelty all stem from fears; either your own or those which have been forced upon you by others within your environment.

The most basic and essential task for all of mankind is to work on releasing fear and allowing love to guide your to contentment, joy and respect. Once this is attained peace and unity are unavoidable!”

To me there are basically only two real fundamental emotions – Fear and Love. Every emotion; every feeling; every action; every reaction; in fact everything we do comes from either one or the other of these driving forces. Fear, for the most part, comes from lack of knowledge and understanding. If we enable ourselves through learning to understand that which strikes fear into us at least we are then better equipped to handle it in our daily lives.

Often the fear which impacts us most is that of actually releasing pain. I know that this sounds strange as we all say that we would love to be free of the emotional pain which on some level haunts us all. There are, in my experience as a therapist, many instances where a person feels that without their pain they would have nothing. This is not a conscious thought, I am not saying that people consciously, willing hold on to their pain. I am saying that at times it feels, on a subconscious level that pain is what validates them. They have lived with their pain and their horror for so long that it has become a crutch to them… it has become their identity and if they were to release it who then would they become? The fear of that unknown ‘fearless’ identity is overwhelming. The whole scenario of unworthiness takes hold for they feel that they do not have the right to expect that their lives could possibly become full of peace; laughter and joy; love; even though that is what they would dearly love to have. It is frightening to think that they will have to readjust their life to accommodate a whole new set of feelings and emotions. What they do not realise is that it is an automatic occurrence. When we release fear love is all that is left to us.

I do not mean love as in the traditional meaning of the word, though usually once fear is release that one of one love comes freely also. I mean love as in self-love, acceptance of self, acceptance of what happens within our lives and the ability to make changes or change our perspectives to enable us to live a more peaceful existence.

I have another piece of writing from March 2010 which I would like to share with you about an amazing young Rwandan who proves that love can overcome the fear that I have described above. I will dig through my archives and find it and post it here soon.

Peace and tranquility

Peace and tranquility

As I sit in meditation
in my small suburban lounge
I feel your spirit beckoning me
vivid images abound

the sounds I know so well
the rustling of the leaves
as they sway too and fro
caressed by the breeze

birds busily chattering
as they go about their lives
ever watchful, careful
to ensure they survive

old man ‘roo dozing peacefully
under clear blue skies
there is naught to bother him
but the persistent buzzing flies

the emu’s constant pecking
at the seeds blown adrift
now nestled on rich red soil
as through the rocks they sift

soaring eagles far above
as the currents lift them high
only to plummet rapidly
when a tasty morsel they spy

I wish that I could stay here
lost in the visions of my mind
where this peaceful tranquility
is not so hard to find

It’s tough being a country girl
lost in the city for a time
I look forward to these moments
When I am yours and you are mine.

Trish Johnston 18th September 2013

Keep them safe….

Keep them safe….

Gazing into waters deep
Praying for their souls to keep
Safely for another day
I ask this of you God if I may

For in the ripples I do see
My very special family
The daughter whom I love so dear
Whose gentle laughter I do hear

The ray of sunshine in my days
Comes from her in so many ways
From the time that she was born
She’s been like the golden dawn

Spreading her light in all directions
To me her beauty is perfection
When she hurts, I hurt too
The connection is so pure and true

And then of course there is the son
That amazing young man, the gentle one
He makes a mother feel so proud
To shout if from the rooftops loud

This is my son, this wonderful man
Who does everything he possibly can
To bring to my life a glow of love
For this I thank the Lord above

My children I hope they understand
They hold my heart in the palms of their hands
This mother’s love is so strong and pure
No matter what happens it will endure

So as I gaze into the water deep
Praying for their souls to keep
Safely for another day
I ask this of you God if I may.

Let Her Be

Let Her Be

Let her be the ray of light
that illuminates your soul
the gentle soothing touch
releasing the demons hold

the serene and graceful presence
that draws you to her breast
and nestles you in loving arms
safe at last to rest

let her be the spark
that lights the flame within
igniting again life’s passions
which have become so dim

let her be the rain drop
that falls upon your face
and washes away the tears
the pain and angst erased

let her be your everything
your morning, noon and night
when you open up your heart
you’ll find she fits just right.

Lion and His Mate

Lion and His Mate

A storm brews in the distance
Hear the thunder roar
Lightning streaks across the sky
The stillness I absorb

The atmosphere electric
My senses come alive
Winds begin to blow
Stinging my weary eyes

I love these precious moments
When my energy ignites
Nature’s special gift to me
I accept with delight

The Universal provides
As and when we need
Like the raindrops falling gently
On the thirsty seed

A lion appears before me
Majestic, alluring, proud
I raise my voice in pleasure
Call to him out loud

He will not come toward me
Just stands and holds his ground
Untrusting and wary
Of where love can be found

With each lightning strike
I see deep within his soul
The hurt the pain the anguish
From experiences untold

The storm abates around us
Please don’t hesitate
Let’s face life together
The Lion and his mate

Frozen Heart

Frozen Heart

Arms extended, seeking
Though grasping just thin air
Where once was something precious
Now there is nothing there

Once there was sunshine
Now darkness abounds
The heart sore and the weary
Laying motionless, no sound

Love does not die an easy death
Cannot be controlled
A heart goes to whom it pleases
Not where it is told

Life continues on the surface
Just as it always has been
Agony and suffering
Never to be seen

One day the sun may shine again
The heart may come alive
Until then frozen in time
But still the face will smile.

Love… A perspective

Love…what is it?  What does it mean to me?  I have contemplated this for so long, I have written poems about it. Today I decided to research it!  Of course, the first place that one goes when they are looking for a definition is to a dictionary, that is if you are of my generation when a dictionary was actually a book which was part of the compulsory book list at school.  As luck would have it I still have my daughters “The Pocket Macquarie Dictionary”.  Let me tell you what I found there on page 619:

 
love 1.  strong affection for another person.  2. sexual desire, or its gratification.  3. an object of love; sweetheart.  4. a feeling of warm personal attachment, as a friend, parent, child, etc.  5. a strong liking for anything: love of books.  6. Tennis, etc. nothing, no score.  7.  for the love of, for the sake of.  8. in love feeling deep passion  9.  make love to have sexual intercourse  10. to feel love for
 
My, no wonder there is so much confusion about love and what it is to us as individuals.  I wonder which of the above best describes what you feel?  For me it has only added more mystery to the interpretation of one of the simplest words and also one of the most used words in our vocabulary!
 
I can see why people look at me a little strangely when I say something along the lines of “I love the way you do that” do they immediately think they are giving me sexual gratification? or “I love you, my friend” are they thinking it is just a strong liking for anything – something I throw around lightly? or even when I tell my children, which I do very regularly, “I love you” do they immediately think, “oh… that is a nothing, no score“?  Obviously these are example which have been deliberately put out of context, however, the point I am trying to make is with so many different interpretations, how can love not become a bit of a mind field for those who dare to tread there?  If I say to the person who means most in the world to me “I love you, darling” what is he supposed to think?  Does he run through the 10 points above and see which fits best for the moment? 
 
Now for my most profound thoughts for the day… love is all of the above, yes. 
 
Love in a spiritual sense is all there is…an acceptance of what is and an allowing it to be this way.  No judgment, equality, understanding.  Love conquers all and brings light into even the darkest of places. It has the power to eradicate war, cruelty, and all that is perceived as evil. Love is the ultimate way to be.
 
For the loves of my life, my children, the love I have is the most protective and overwhelmingly humbling feeling that can be experienced.  The fact that I (and their father) was responsible for bringing them into the world; for raising them; for instilling in them what I can only hope are good values and morals; seeing them grow into two wonderful young adults of whom I am extremely proud…yes, I do have a strong affection for them and a feeling of warm personal attachment.  They are of my body, of my blood; they will always be my children – no matter what happens in life this cannot be altered.  My children have given me the gift of experiencing a Mother’s love.  For this I am ever grateful.
 
For my friends, the love I have is never given lightly.  My friends, my real friends, know that I care deeply for them.  They know that I have a strong affection for them and a warm personal attachment.  There are friends I see daily, there are friends I may not see or speak to for very distant intervals.  My love for them is not gauged on the amount of contact we have.  It is about the depth of feeling we share.  Those who know me well know that I am a very tactile person.  The more I like you, the more I touch.  This is not a sexual thing, it is an expression of my affection for you, my love for you. A hug from a friend is a gift to be treasured.  I tell my friends I love them.  Some find this a little uncomfortable, as they are not used to love being so openly expressed. Maybe they are interpreting it as number 2. above!  Maybe they wonder if I have some secret sexual fantasy about them!  I can understand them being shocked if that is the interpretation they use.  Friends really are what gives us strength to get through each day.  The love we share is a balance of giving and receiving.
 
My love for nature is the most challenging to define.  I have an overwhelming warm affection for what is all around me.  Being a country girl, I have an affinity with the land.  I love to lean against a tree and draw strength from it…from deep within the earth.  I feel the vibration of nature uplift me.  I love the sound of water running in a stream; the feel of it washing over me.  I love the feel of the sunshine warming me through.  I love to watch the moon at night, to wonder who else might be watching it also.  To feel a warm breeze on my skin in summer; the feel of cold crisp air on my cheeks in winter, both make me feel invigorated and alive.  Nature is one thing I could not live without.  My time in nature, away from concrete buildings and narrow streets bustling with people who are so absorbed in their own lives that they are not even aware that you are there, let alone willing to acknowledge you, is what keeps me sane.  Even in the city I manage to find places that make my heart sing, places where I can happily spend time absorbing the energy until it overflows and is returned to where it is has come from.  Only then am I truly at peace.  This to me is love in it’s purest form.
 
Now for the love of a woman to a man and reciprocated in kind. That love which is sought by all of us. Some are fortunate enough to have found what they are happy to accept as love for we all have very different interpretations and none of us are wrong.  That is wonderful and I wish you all the happiness in the world, this is no less than any of us deserve.  This love to me is a culmination of all of the above.  It is the feeling of protectiveness that comes from the love of the one so close that they feel as though they are of your own blood.  It is the giving and receiving of a very special friendship.  It is the ultimate strong affection for another person; sexual desire, or its gratification; it is being an object of love; sweetheart to another; doing things for the love of, for the sake of another; in love feeling deep passion for that special person; someone you want to make love to have sexual intercourse as opposed to having sex; definitely someone to feel love for.  To me, if I love my partner, I can see him…all of him, the “good” and the “bad” and still strong affection for him; without love we judge and dislike that which does not suit us, with love we do not judge, we accept and embrace all that they are.  I have a strong sexual desire for them as the sharing of our bodies is the ultimate gift of pleasure.  The opening of ones heart, the ultimate gift of trust…with love comes a vulnerability which cannot be matched.  It is trusting another to accept you as you are, not as they want you to be. Nothing is more precious than the words “I love you” from one who who makes your heart sing.  Love is hearing his voice and melting inside; catching his eye and knowing what is in his mind; seeing desire reflected there for you alone; talking for hours, about anything because you do not want the conversation to finish; sitting in silence and being comfortable doing so; seeing things with a different perception but still sharing the experience.  Love is not something we choose, we have no say in who we connect with.  Love is worth fighting for…though not to the point of destruction. Love is  two minds, two bodies and two spirits entwined  Love is a lesson for us all.  A journey shared by two of equals walking side by side joined by the simplest and yet most complex thread…LOVE.
 Image