Shamen

There is a fairie

Hiding here 

In 

The old mission church 

I can feel her 

Here 

Just barely peeking out 

From behind the pew

But she is a little  sad -

Not too many folks 

Know how to see and 

Perceive 

Her here

She is happy 

To be seen 

To be 

Perceived 

There is that little sparkle 

Around the edges 

That life 

Arising -

That bit of light 

Like

Tinkerbell

It's been awhile 

Since the Indian shamens

Were tamed 

And went away -

But today

We see 

That their 

Legacy 

Lives on 

If we but 

Look 

Drought

We've had as much rain 

As usual here

I've been here 60 plus 

     Years . . . 

Might it be the addition of 

Millions more 

People -

Condos, apartments,

And housing tracts ? 

Every build-able inch

Being built 

On 

Not everyone can live 

Everywhere

For if that 

Were true 

We'd all be 

In 

Beverly Hills 

I'm sure 

But then Beverly might look like 

Mumbai

( the RICH would rant 

And rave)

So 

It's raining now 

"They" will let it all 

Run into the sea

When every drop 

Should be caught 

But then "they" might 

     Have to 

Stop complaining 

The Easter Bunny

Happy Easter
Happy Spring
Happy World
To
Everyone

Not necessarily
     Even Spring
Everywhere . . .

Let us not be
Ethnocentric
Egocentric
Here

Why ?
Well -

As we can see
Too many people
Fighting
About too many
Things.

Our world is
Unhappy
About that
And
Pollution

World is unhappy
About
That, for sure,

So . . .
This Spring, Easter, or Fall
Let us all

Dedicate to peace
Read Lao Tsu
Meditate and cogitate
For just a few minutes even

Become one within this moment
Do
And I think we'll see
A change for the better-
For the world-

The Easter Bunny
Will thank you

Questions . . . ? . . .

Why don't I remember

To sit 

With the 

Infinite . . . ?

     More often 

The world 

And all its stuff

Just -

Too

Distracting !

When I do -

I remember -

That this is 

What I 

Want to do.

     and all my 

Questions 

     About everything 

Begin to fade -

     They become grey 

And transparent 

     And then like smoke 

They blow 

     Away 

STUCK

Have I lost my ability 

To hide 

Have I lost my 

"Chops" 

What is this 

Circumstance 

Telling 

Me 

That there is a need 

In me 

To walk alone 

Along 

The shore 

With no one knowing 

Where 

I've 

Gone 

But now

With the

"Phones" -

Everybody knows

There is a little pin 

Put on a map 

To 

Disclose 

Maybe one should buy 

The 

"Hermit " phone 

With which one 

Could call out 

But 

Never in 

But that would necessitate 

Said hermit dealing 

With the 

"Phone folks" 

And that 

Would then be -

A contradiction 

     In terms

(About terms, 

     And such) 

Therefore I declare 

I shall learn 

How to better 

     Run away 

And where to stay 

And "doh"

     I forgot my phone 

- at home !!

Or

I forgot to turn it on -

But I can't resist 

The thing 

I'm stuck!

British Person!

Hello British Person 

My stats. said 

You read my blog 

Just one -

Just one of you 

How are you

Today ?

I'm sitting waiting for 

     The doctor to arrive 

Always a good time 

     To communicate 

With friends 

So I wonder if you 

Get 

All the innuendos -

And word choices. From 

The former colony ?

Sometimes I wonder if 

We ever should have 

Left 

The fold 

So-to-speak 

We could have had much 

     Better access 

To much 

     Better 

Tea 

And we 

Certainly would have 

Spoken 

With accents more 

Lilting 

More enjoyable to 

The ear 

So I hope your weather is 

Balmy

And the tube does 

Run on time 

     Make sure to keep your 

English qualities 

For 

I am convinced 

It's the only bloody thing! 

Holding our world together 

Anymore - 

Senior Moments

Can we welcome our senior moments 

Like old friends

Don't they tell us to 

Slow down and be 

Where we are 

For a change 

Yes -

Except I'm standing here 

Not knowing why or where 

Look at the sky -

You are on earth 

Zipping around the sun 

Very zippy. 

Maybe slow down and try 

To keep it simple 

Food, clothing, shelter 

Yes 

     But where 

Did I leave 

Them?