Our love was
so strong that
we were just
a stone’s throw
from reconciliation,
but the stones
already slung had
so badly broken
the glass house
of our trust that
fragments seeded
a stone wall over
which no stone
could ever be
thrown again.
We were so close,
and yet so far.
This poem was written for Rebecca Cunningham’s November Poetry Challenge at Fake Flamenco. Thank you for the prompt and the inspiration, Rebecca! 🙂
Creativity, the drive to invent something new and unique, is rooted in nonconformity. Where there is conflict, disparity, or lack, answers are not usually found in the norm. Rather, solutions for big problems require creative thinking and big new ideas.
What I have learned from living in several distinctly different cultures is this: Each one has its own unique group think and a general need in the people within it to fit in. Some cultures are less xenophobic than others; they will welcome an outsider more readily. Groups tend to view outsiders as a threat to their agreed upon consensual rules.
I propose a challenge for you. Pretend for a day or two that you are not part of your culture, and observe it as objectively as possible. What makes it tick? With what cultural factors do you agree or disagree? Critically observe yourself, and assess the ways in which you adapt (or don’t) to the groupthink and behavior.
Believe in your own wisdom, speak it, and live it. Let’s be careful not to lose our individuality, critical thinking skills, and creativity. These are valued in an evolved society.
Society’s Boxes is an excerpt from Becoming Bigger: In a world that wants to keep you small.
Why Would I?
Why would I want
to be like
everybody else?
Ever?
By some miracle
of Creation,
I am unique,
I came here to
make my own
contributions to
life, society,
and humanity.
If you and I
think like
everybody else,
we all become
a goopy,
boring,
stagnant,
uncreative,
unproductive,
homogenized,
mishmash of
conformist
hive minds
wearing the same hat.
Why would I?
Why would you?
Why Would I? is an excerpt from The Samurai’s Pen.
What if we need to
start asking ourselves “what if?”
to change our future?
What if alternate
new energies were unveiled
to stop the oil wars?
What if we learned how
to cooperate, instead
of resorting to bombs?
What if the money
we work so hard for was used
to build, not destroy?
What if we wanted
the Earth to thrive, not just for
survival, but for love?
What if we all learned
how to plant food, to at least
grow our gratitude?
What if instead of
selfishness, humanity
became popular?
What if we pledged to
treat all life around us with
a new reverence?
What if…?
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Earth has her own beat,
when my rhythm and hers meet,
my peace feels complete.
The scientific study of the full effects of interference with the Shchumann Resonance ELF waves on our well-being is still in its infancy. But, studies to date suggest that when human vibration is out of sync with the Earth’s resonant heartbeat, we are not in a prime state of health. There are many articles outlining the interference and possible detrimental effects played by our synthetic technologies.
There are also theories that staying in alignment could play an important part in the future expansion of our collective human consciousness. The heartbeat of the Earth is connected to us in ways that are only starting to be understood.
But, why not let yourself be the judge? Start noticing how you feel when you spend too much time around TV, computers, cell phones, etc. And comparatively, the next time you’re out in nature, really tune in to how the images, colors, and sounds are affecting your mind and body.
Listen to the Earth’s heartbeat. She is communicating with you, so get to know and feel her language. Whether you realize it or not, she is calling you back to your organic essence.
Crimson Reverie
Friends send word
that it’s a stellar
autumn back home,
punctuated with pics
of unimaginable
flushes of perfect
color, ringing against
deep blue skies,
nudging my heart
to impossible
yearnings…
For long luxurious
walks scented
by Nature’s turning,
the poignant musk of
her full fruition,
apricot and crimson
ablaze with sunlight,
her dazzling glow
embracing me,
bending my mood
and contemplation.
Whoever could feel
tired or defeated
on such days?
I felt naught
but goodness and
rightness on these
halcyon treks,
Nature teaching me
the natural way
of everything –
It is not death,
but a tender
“see you later”,
only to rise up
again, transformed
in sweet green,
bidding me “hello”,
begging me to
walk and talk
of possibilities,
plans, the rebirth
of everything,
including me.
But just for awhile,
how my heart longs
to stroll once again
‘neath that crimson…
Haiku Resonate is from the Hart Haiku Vol. 1 collection. Poem Crimson Reverie © Susan L Hart 2023
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