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NaPoWriMo - Poem 8
Posted by: meham in Writing, Podcasts, NaNoWrimo, Adventure, UrbanShaman, Huna, Second LIfeBreathing in
breathing out…
the top of my head expands under
the hedge of my hair
the soles of my feet tingle.
Breathing in
breathing out…
chest expands
thoughts contract
into breathing alone.
Breathing in
breathing out…
looming clouds enter
leaves dripping rain move through
wet streets emerge.
Breathing in
breathing out….
stars on one horizon
stars on the other horizon
bones in between.
Breathing in
breathing out…
stars inhaled into bones
bone songs vibrate being
stars exhaled into bones.
Breathing in
breathing out…
stars inhaled into bones
bone songs vibrate being
stars exhaled into bones.
Breathing in
breathing out….
stars inhaled
bones vibrate
stars exhaled.
Breathing in
breathing out….
being vibrates
bones sing
being vibrates.
Breathing in
breathing out…
the wave expands
the bones sing
the wave vibrates.
Breathing in
breathing out…
the wave
the bones
the song.
Breathing in
breathing out…
the song
the wave
the song.
Breathing in
breathing out…
the wave.
Breathing in
breathing out…
being.
Breathing in
breathing out…
the song.
Breathing
in
breathing
out…
Breathing…
I wrote this after a Huna Healing class in Second Life. Lots of breathing, of course, and also a huge insight. It’s the Wave again. It was the Wave in Aikido that brought me first to take classes in electronics. I didn’t quite understand what the point was. As it turned out, I got to finish some things I didn’t believe I could even start: my FCC Radiotelephone License and my Amateur Radio License to be specific. Childhood dreams I didn’t think even belonged to me.
So now that I have them, what next? That was my question till now. More wave stuff evidently. Yes, I used my understanding of communication electronics to build an analogy for interpersonal communication effects, but that seemed really obvious. I was talking to fellow travellers on the Huna Training podcasts, and we mostly knew all that from Serge King’s Urban Shaman.
It was the idea of the breath activating the Wave that was new today. And from that point, the universe of my novels took a whole and enormous step deeper. I was so focused on justifying the effects in the world through physics that I didn’t see the truth of things: It’s the Wave. Listening to Martha Beck helped me put the few things together. Again, a confluence of Huna (as shamanism) and Aikido and the Wave of the Dreaming. That’s all I can say for now since I still haven’t got it all put together myself yet. Maybe by this year’s NaNoWriMo, it will make sense to me.
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