Awaken Me


Barnacles image courtesy of Pixabay

Am I one of the ‘unawakened ones’?

Are there barnacles covering my soul,

Like those that encrust the ship hulls at anchor?

Please come awaken me, Divine One

Remove those crusty, bitter bits that cling

Soften any hardness in my heart

So that my soul may sing again

Repair the broken pieces

Heal the cracks and tears

If you will it, it shall be done

This I trust, Divine One

Please, come

Not my stuff, but so hilarious I had to share


Found on Facebook and it made me laugh. It was written by Jan Beaumont, Auckland NZ

Don’t we all needs things to make us laugh these days? Here it is, enjoy:

If you’re a senior, you will love this hilarious Pandemic poem from New Zealand.

“I’m normally a social girlI love to meet my mates

But lately with the virus here

We can’t go out the gates.

You see, we are the ‘oldies’ now

We need to stay inside

If they haven’t seen us for a while

They’ll think we’ve upped and died.

They’ll never know the things we did

Before we got this old

There wasn’t any Facebook

So not everything was told.

We may seem sweet old ladies

Who would never be uncouth

But we grew up in the 60s –

If you only knew the truth!

There was sex and drugs and rock ‘n roll

The pill and miniskirts

We smoked, we drank, we partied

And were quite outrageous flirts.

Then we settled down, got married

And turned into someone’s mum,

Somebody’s wife, then nana,

Who on earth did we become?

We didn’t mind the change of pace

Because our lives were full

But to bury us before we’re dead

Is like a red rag to a bull!

So here you find me stuck inside

For 4 weeks, maybe more

I finally found myself again

Then I had to close the door

!It didnt really bother me

I’d while away the hour

I’d bake for all the family

But I’ve got no bloody flour!

Now Netflix is just wonderful I like a gutsy thriller

I’m swooning over IdrisOr some random sexy killer.

At least I’ve got a stash of booze

For when I’m being idle

There’s wine and whiskey, even gin

If I’m feeling suicidal!

So let’s all drink to lockdown

To recovery and health

And hope this bloody virus

Doesn’t decimate our wealth.

We’ll all get through the crisis

And be back to join our mates

Just hoping I’m not far too wide

To fit through the flaming gates!”

Author – Jan Beaumont, Auckland NZ https://www.facebook.com/janbeamont/

In gratitude for this good earth


The grandeur of mountains

The secrets of the sea

Raging rivers and quietly moving streams

Lush green meadows

And valleys sweet and low

Aw, good earth, what pleasures you bestow

The stars spread across the universe

The moon that guides the tides

The sun so far above us, warming all below

Winged creatures, and those that walk on land

Whales, and fish and swimming things

Flowers and trees and more

What treasure you have given us

What wonders to be seen

Life is full and plenty, a joy to behold

I am grateful, so very grateful

For all that I can see and hear

For all the beauty of this world

Divine One, I give you thanks

For the abundance you have given

I thank you for each day I’m blessed

To be here; to be living

Let Compassion Be Our Guide


And when he lays upon that bed

Alone in his suffering,

Then will he see

Will his eyes be opened,

To his frivolity?

When he lays upon that bed

Will visions of superiority comfort him,

He that thought himself above such commonality?

When he lays upon that bed

Will arrogance still hold sway?

Or might his heart be softened,

By experiencing first hand this dread?

Do we lower ourselves to a level

We construe to be unkind?

Or do we beg for mercy

From the One and Holy Divine?

To wish not hot coals be delivered on his head

But a change of mind and purpose

For the one who has misled so many

So, come now, please Divine One

Let your compassion be our guide

And let not his sins be the occasion

For us to judge and to deride

Take from our minds the temptation,

The urge to dance ‘I told you so’

Let us seek sober thought and reason

Let us not be set adrift on the ocean of unforgiveness

Let your compassion be our guide

A Call for Mercy


Your frustration, like a toxic cloud, leaks into the air

Negative energies, like a million porcupine quills, stab my spirit

Waves of anger, hatred, cruelly aimed to pierce my soul

Disturbing my peace and sending contentment into the abyss

I try to walk away, to defend myself with space

Your anger follows me seeking that vulnerable crevice,

That crack where it can invade and poison

I cry out to the Divine One for protection, for help

And help comes, bathing me in consolation

I will not be your emotional punching bag, I refuse

And the Divine One, the great mystery, sends help

In human form with warm heart and empathy

With gentle hands and understanding eyes

And I am absolved, forgiven, for my part in this unholy dance

And in my weakness, I am given strength

To persevere, to rise above

The sharpened arrows flung with abandon

A shield surrounds me, protection given

Darkness pierced by loving kindness

And I heal, slowly, slowly I heal

And I am made whole again

And as before the emotional storm

All is well, all is well

Peace and contentment return, like a loyal dog

To dispatch the final dregs of unease

And I call this, ‘mercy’

A Prayer for this journey


Divine One

As I enter one more period of time

When much is unknown and the future uncertain

Guide me on my path

Divine One, please

Help me to always seek You

Help me know and understand your guidance

Lend me Your strength as I wander down this strange and unfamiliar road

Divine One

Thank you for your faithful and constant care

And, if I should meet other wanderers during my odyssey

Let me lift my hand and point to you

My ever-present guide and blessed anchor

This I ask of You, Divine One


Please, Divine One, sit with me as I wait

Grant me patience, grant me peace

Help me imagine the best possible outcome

Fill my being with hope; with trust

Please, take away all fear, anxiety, and stress

Bless my mind and let only good thoughts enter in

Bless my heart with kindness and love

That I may share these gifts with others

Grant me strength of mind, body, and spirit

To support myself and my dear ones

In every way

Guide my footsteps and be with me on my path

Bless these hands as they work for You and for all

This I ask of you, Divine One

I thank you for your constant care

I thank you for all those I hold dear

I thank you for this life I live

I thank, Divine One, for everything

To Love and Grow


Help me grow in love,

O Divine One, please

Let my soul open to you

Like leaves on the old oak tree

Though wrapped so tight inside their buds

With warmth and love from the sun

The leaves unfurl slowly,

Reaching out to that celestial star

That gives them life and growth

And so, Divine One,

I implore You now, help me open up

Let not my being stay locked inside,

To never love or grow

Help me now to unfurl myself

With Your most gracious aid

So that I may stand with outstretched arms

And palms that are open wide

To receive your blessings for this day

And grow forever more

Soul whispers


Suspended in limbo

Soft, soft whispers of my soul

Saying quietly, ‘hold on, just hold on’

Through darkest night

It keeps telling me, ‘hold on’

“Nothing lasts forever”,

That gentle voice went on,

“Even things you wish could

Whether the day is grim and bitter,

Whether the sun shines warm upon your skin

Just hold on

Whether icy winds feel like talons,

Breaking all your bones

Hold on

Whether your heart feels frozen stiff,

Or is melting like ice cream in July

Hold on

Whether the scent of lilacs waft upon a gentle breeze

Or pine trees bend in terrible tempests

Hold on

Savor the sweetness when it comes

And hold on

Nothing lasts forever

And there is little you can do

But hold on, hold on”

Cocooned


I am in a rut

But I am comfortable here

There is calm in the sameness

Like a caterpillar in a cocoon

I am safe, protected

Walled in from all harm

I many not be living

But existence is so fine

May I stay a little longer,

Wrapped in this cocoon of mine?