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A Beautiful Day

 

I was inspired by two influences today; one visual and the other auditory.

I woke up this morning to the sonic serenade of Irish rockers U2 offering forth with their 2000 hit   A Beautiful Day. My window view is of a cloud overhanging grey morning with drip drop rain and leaf dancing wind. Some people would see that as something less than beautiful. To the almost, not quite Spring flowers that are eagerly awaiting peeking out from dark Winter slumber, the rain is most welcome. It’s all about our perspective. I can tell you that I was grateful to be awakened from a dream that had me facing my own inner dark night. It focused on a new venture in which I am engaged that a person who has since passed more than a deacade ago (and in my dreams, often forgets that and requires my reminders) attempted to bully me out of my joy around it and take it over, expressing that I wasn’t capable or competent to succeed. No way was I about to allow him to do so, and in my dream, I engaged a female friend who is a a dynamic ally, to assist me in taking my own power back. I felt confused at first, thinking that events were occuring a decade or more ago and then remembered who I was, where and when I was  and what I was capable of achieving. I recognized that sometimes in life, he gave voice to my own active inner critic and even in death, sometimes makes an unwelcome appearance with those same messages. To be fair, there were times throughout our relationship that he was an ardent cheerleader and likely now is on the celestial squad, whistling and clapping at my recent accomplishments. In the dream, I stood up to him/me, since I have heard over and over that each part of a dream is an aspect of the dreamer. As I stood my ground, I felt taller somehow, more in possession of my own place in the world, refusing to give up, as I would have in the face of disagreement in the past.

The dream left me wondering how deeply buried and insidious our self doubts can be. Do we surrender to them and let them wash over us, sweeping us away with the tide?  Do we keep on swimming for shore, trusting that we can rest in between the waves and perhaps even ride them (kowabunga!) until the sands welcome us as we take respite? What visions do you have for yourself that your own inner bully attempts to confiscate?  How can you awaken to the light of a beautiful new day?

The  heart is a bloom

Shoots up through the stony ground

There’s  no room

No space to rent in this town

You’re  out of luck

And the reason that you  had to care

The traffic is  stuck

And you’re not movin’  anywhere

You thought you’d found  a friend

To take you out of this  place

Someone you could lend a  hand

In return for grace

It’s a beautiful day

 

Sky falls, you feel like

It’s  a beautiful day

Don’t let it get  away

You’re on the road

But you’ve got no destination

You’re in the mud

In the maze of her imagination

You love this town

Even  if that doesn’t ring true

You’ve  been all over

And it’s been all  over you

It’s a beautiful  day

Don’t let it get away

It’s a beautiful day

 

 Touch me

Take  me to that other place

Teach me  now

I know I’m not a hopeless  case

See the world in green and  blue

See China right in front of  you

See the canyons broken by  cloud

See the tuna fleets clearing  the sea out

See the Bedouin  fires at night

See the oil fields  at first light

And see the bird with a leaf in her mouth

After the flood all the colors came out(Day!)

 

 It was a beautiful day

Don’t  let it get away

Beautiful  day

Touch me

Take me to that other place

Reach  me

I know I’m not a hopeless  case

 What you don’t have

 you  don’t need it now

What you don’t  know

you can feel it somehow

What  you don’t have

you don’t need it now

Don’t  need it now

It was a beautiful  day

www.youtube.com/watch%3Fv%3Dco6WMzDOh1o A Beautiful Day by U2

The second, once my eyes could focus, was this pertinent poem by a woman who seems to be a kindred spirit, named Doe Zantamata. She is an author, poet, artist and photographer  and clearly an inspirista and sister Opti-Mystic who sees the world (like I do) through the eyes of possibility. I knew it needed to be included in this Bliss Blog entry. Bless you, Doe. <3

www.doezantamata.com



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