mermaidcamp
Keeping current in wellness, in and out of the water
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The difference between stories and reality
Is a gap that is growing larger and heavier
No full grasp of the time can excuse or exclude
Serious efforts are designed to obstruct truth


Slither to a new level of confidence and stealth
Find vibrations in the air and in the sky
Night creatures find darkened pathways
Through all the dissent of projected fear
To discover another level of calm and quiet


Review of the options available
Revealed more unrealistic expectations
Uncovering foundations of shaky conclusions
Holding mythical wisdom up as fact
Our framework is based on fallacies
Passed down without conscious thought
The choices that remain for us dwindle
While hard work is wasted on denialism


SHAKTI GAWAIN
I’m working on a new level of communication
The reflection of light is a tricky practice
One needs stillness’s steady gaze to know
When to absorb versus when to return
The essence of meaning we recognize as ours


By soaking up the weather and fauna
By listening to birdsong and buzzing bugs
By tuning into this season of change
Our new possibilities are emerging
From cloudy distant combinations
Now coming into focus with vigor and joy

yuccaLuscious perfumed winds of change blow through the night
Clouds containing colors and magical designs reflect light
Time stands still while dawn reveals eternal nature’s hand
As it passes once again over the world to heal the land
lightLights and shadows creep over the mountains at dawn
Bright colors slowly appear to illuminate this day
Every time the sun rises there is a new opportunity
To see clearly and to sing in harmony with all of nature
We flow between seasons, obligations and reasons
To rush from one moment to a never ending line of others
Our escape into imaginary regions preserves imagination
For the times that we can glimpse a reflection of eternity
WatchersThe night begins with music. Waltzes fill the air with sounds
The costumed creatures take their places whirling all around
The frenzy mounts to a crazy pitch while the watchers gather
To see the dancing figures form a circle and change to smoke from matter
The crowd disappeared beneath the dust and the flaming sky
Nobody bothered to look back or ask the question why
Stillness and sunlight fill the desert with color, revealing detail
Of creatures as they go about the business of living with extremes
Lizard lingers in the sun on a cactus, surveying the possibilities