Transcending Time ~ Part II
In my previous Post, Transcending Time, I explore the concept of Time — in the most basic, Quantum sense — and our relationship to it.
Since posting it, I find myself asking, at any given moment, How is my NOW?
Just by doing that, it seems to bring me back into a better sense of balance and well-being.
Here’s the recent poem I wrote in my Journal.
DawnSeeker
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Expanding NOW
How is my Now?
I hear myself say,
How is my Present
Moment?
Have I found the lilt
I’m looking for?
Opened my Heart
To CALM . . .
Have I connected with
Love and The Great
Divine . . . Set worries and
Pressures aside?
For I can EXPAND
This very MOMENT,
This very NOW . . . for
The rest of the day!
I can let in the LIGHT —
Like a singer finding
Her perfect pitch —
A pilot finessing the
Aircraft’s trim. Like a
Harpist tuning the
Strings of her harp so
Pleasant rifts can flow . . .
How is my Now?
I hear myself say,
How is my Present Moment?
Outside of time?
Yes! Yes! Yes!
What is my current
Cosmic status?
. . . EXPANDED . . .
Peaceful. Calm.
Yes! Yes! Yes!
Where is my heart?
Open. Connected.
Then keep it that way,
I hear myself say,
All through the day —
Yes! Yes! Yes! ~ Amen ~
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As my harpist daughter, EllaHarp says, “This IS our life! All of our lives are happening — right now — there’s no do-overs!”
I agree!
DawnSeeker
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Copyright 2024 Dawn Jenkins
Photo credits: Dawn Jenkins, Photo of EllaHarp courtesy of Ella Dawn Jenkins
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Where is my NOW…?
My Now is a tapestry of memories immortalized in my soul.
My Now is pain and tired eyes, fire in my legs, fire in my left testicle from a botched operation…
As I sit on the couch and contemplate your words of present beauty, I long for that calmness and peace you find in Now.
Alas my mind is a turmoil of mental afflictions that bear weight on the presence of Now.
Hiking my dogs through Windwolves preserve an early wet morning I find my Now in dew-drops sparkling like a thousand diamonds from dripping branches.
Hugging the bark of a tree my arms stretched around it. Smelling the history and mystery of life. My Now expands and closes as I kiss the tree goodbye.
But where is the Now for those who suffer in torment, bathed in hot metal searing their limbs?
How can I expand my Now in these conditions of cruel Humanity?
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Oh Graham, how bittersweet. May I recommend a book (and blog) by Dr. David Hanscom MD, called “Back in Control”. I heard him interviewed a few years back and bought the book, which dovetails with my metaphysical upbringing from a medical standpoint. Check out his blog — https://backincontrol.com/stress-kills-dont-allow-it/ — and hopefully it will help you find a route to alleviate your sufferings! Best to you!!!! Dawn
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Started reading the blog by Dr David Hanscom, on Stress Kills, BRILLIANT …!
Thank you so much for this gift, appreciate you a million times and more ❤
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Wonderful!!! ❤
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Beautiful sentiments: to open your heart to CALM.
I got there accidentally.
You might like my post:
Oncology Out of Time
Best wishes and keep up the beauty.
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I read your post — so powerful! I just read the following, https://musingsofmilton.com/2024/04/02/equally-brave/, and the quote he gives from Sonewall Jackson is powerful, as well. Best to you in every way!!!! Dawn (You also might enjoy my post, https://journalofdawn.wordpress.com/2024/02/18/hitchhike-prayers/)
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