Thursday, March 29, 2018

A Word From the Heart



Please free me, let me speak
Let me be among my own
In the realm of the free
Let me be
Let me be me
In a melody that all can hear
Beneath it all.
Beneath all discord and stress
Beneath all the plotting and planning
Below the struggle
Where we reside
No longer to hide
In oneness
Unity
Spirit
Free
A heart

Thursday, March 1, 2018

The Most Important Thing In My World

By Jonah*

You call me J-Man, Jonah-Balona, Doghead and Bublet
Jonsey, Goof-ball, Silly Dog, Silly Boy and Puplet
No matter the name, it would be just the same
For in the end, all that matters … is that you came
I was in doggie prison for nine months before you came to call
Kiwi and Einstein didn’t exactly welcome me with open paws
But you rescued me, took me in, even though you had your own pains
And though you didn’t really like it, you would even walk me in the rain
Living the crate life wasn’t the great life, but we’d become “a dog and his girl”
You were, at last, the most important thing in my world

You’re like me: tall, with long legs, and a certain skip to your step
I’m so excited to spend time with you, I jump up towards your neck
You are my universe, I am your dog … your forever pup
You walk me every morning and night – always, no matter what
You feed me every day, and every two weeks I get a bath
It doesn't matter that I sit in the car ... I know you’re coming back 
We go everywhere: to Alabama, Northern Cal, or even just to the store
You take me on hikes with your friends – with legs both two and four
The beach, the water, Dogtopia, the big field with coyotes I can chase
And every morning and after work, I get to snuggle up to your face
In the bed we can cuddle, both of us in a ball we can curl
You have become the most important thing in my world

I know you get upset when I chase bunnies, or eat junk food off the ground
Or when I try to catch the squirrels that tend to run around
I just can't help myself … sorry … I do what I like to do
It has nothing to do with how much I admire and appreciate you
Always caring, you take me to the vet whenever I get sick
When I hurt my knee, you took me to rehab so my knee could get all fixed
When I almost passed, you did everything that anyone could do
Saying goodbye to Kiwi and Einstein – yeah, I miss them too

You love me, talk to me, cry with me, I'm always here for you
I especially like when you cook and let me sample the food
Let’s continue to be best friends – you, me and Marc
I’ll always greet you with wagging tail and an "I love you" bark
Thank you for being my Valentine, and for all those pet nicknames
For in the end … all that matters … is that you came
The story of you and me – a story of a dog and his girl
Yes indeed, you are the most important thing in my world
The most important thing in my world


* Written by Jonah for Wendy Prestera through an interview by Marc Prestera.  I just sculpted the words into a rhyme, not routinely heard by the canine ear. 



Wednesday, February 14, 2018

Here’s to You, Dear Searcher



















Inspired by the sacred space created during a "breathwork" session.

We come to this space of unconditional love
Seeking to find what is below and what is above
Opening our minds and opening our hearts
To return once again to that brand new start

It begins with surrender, and then a deep breath
A rebirth into bliss, to a life beyond death
Into the timeless, the spaceless, into the sweet will
Where thoughts cease fire, and deep waters run still

Here’s to you, dear searcher – you’ll find your way home
Where there is the one reality, where you’re never alone
We dive within ourselves, to discover that pure gold
The innocence that is our birthright, a love story to be told

So celebrate today and always, be here and now
Traveling as far as you wish, what your safety will allow
We acknowledge all you’ve done, and all there is to do
As you discover the meaning, and the truth of the real you

Here’s to you, dear searcher – planting seeds to be sown
Realizing your true nature, finding your own pathway home


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Wednesday, January 31, 2018

I Bear Witness




A friend mentioned how much she has seen in this lifetime, commenting with the phrase how she had to "bear witness."  I said, "Hey that sounds like the seed of a poem."

In my time, in this world
I have seen, I have heard
Wondrous highs, tumultuous lows
Unconditional love that only heaven knows
Then harsh and heinous, the gnashing hell
The broken dreams from a wishing well
The full spectrum rainbow, I would know all of this
In my life, I would bear witness

I bear witness
To the F grade red, tests full of error
To the towers collapse after explosions of terror
To bodies piled high in devastated lands
To drone strike murder, no blood on hidden hands
To a president’s assassination, the motorcade in Dallas
To the lion trophy catch – killing senseless and callous
To the social media frenzy, virtual arsenals of attack
To the driving accident, there writhed Lucy our dear cat

I bear witness
To past due envelopes arriving in the mail
To the aging mirror in distressing detail
To gray around temples and wrinkles around eyes
To false witness that maintains the facade and disguise
To the defeat of my football team, the sea of hands
To the collective sighs of all disheartened fans
To the hungry and cold who live outside on the street
To the children who are sold to the men they must meet
To the death of loved ones, full of grieving and crying
To the hospice where I left my mom; she was dying

Why do we do it? What can this be for?
What could exist on the other side of the door?
Who would be there, would they see all of this?
When all is said and done, I would bear witness

I bear witness
To the majestic wonder of nature’s sweet beauty
To the newborn of Monica, the cherub little cutie
To gorgeous artwork born from artisan hands
To the melody and harmony of great rock-n-roll bands
To the garden of flowers, the lavish of green
To the Stanley Cup raised by a king of a team
To the cards and prose from lover to lover
To the spiritual path we all can discover

I bear witness
To sunrises and sunsets, we’ll call it a day
To footprints on beach sand as we walk on our way
To birthday cake candles blown out with much joy
To the fun antics of the children, the girls and the boys
To the thrills of the roller coaster at the amusement park
To graduations and weddings – each one a new start
To the big winning flashing lights at a Vegas slot
To the perception of value over anything sold or bought

In my time, in this world
I have seen, I have heard
Wondrous highs, tumultuous lows
Unconditional love that only heaven knows
Truly, none of these I would ever want to miss
For in my life, I would bear witness
I would bear witness