Poetic expressions For Parents Who Do Their Best In the Face Of Storms

Fathers cry when his children are in danger
when they cannot turn the steering wheel as the car driven by his child has crossed the double yellow caution line
in the middle of the road
to keep the swerving vehicle out of the headwinds of the oncoming unaware drivers in the rush hour traffic.

Unaware of the enemy that would steal the light from within because it's been done before long ago,
to take the  glowing essence of the father imbedded within his son because of beliefs that caused the highway
to zigzag on a path that is not clear because of the fog of momentum that are not true and hinder
a heart to unfurl and grow

Fathers comfort when loneliness hovers around the heavy downtrodden shoulders of his son
that cannot grasp the next rung of the ladder to rise up from the harsh training of old patterns
that are passed down from generations not knowing why

Fathers courage keeps anger in check when his children stumble in the same potholes that this father fell into
in young teenage times when standing to leap from the bridge of rebel gate

Fathers can hold up the shield when the son's tired arm is bruised and broken from the arrows of criticism
mad shameful attached labels

Fathers can hold a child focus, to accomplish and master with determination to
nervously persist late into the night to exhibit protection and strength

Father imprint upon his children and shape what is to occur because of an anchor of awareness and adventure
bring insight to have an attitude of accomplishment

Fathers strengthen a sons heart with smiles, bouncing off reasons to go beyond what is known
and open the cornucopia when all other friends have gone

Fathers meet their sons halfway up the stairs while a mothers heart sings with deep emotion a heart song
individual as the foundation under the Spinx at Luxor in Egypt

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Be -write your  story within the essence of Qi

After entering the treasured practice of Qigong experiencing the calm breathing exercise the participant emerges with the jewels of wisdom reflected by the calmness of mind.  Which allows new directions, new avenues, and new idea's to be garnered and written down with colored markers or pastels paints, keys to sift the treasures to glean from the old and start upon fertile ground.  One day while traveling in Europe, I had used up my budgeted amount of money  and wished to return to the United States. after practicing the  treasures of qigong,

  I had relaxed my pushing for answers to the question, of which road to travel next, so I sat down on a wooden bench in the shade near a beautiful running steam.   I began to draw with my watercolor brush and paints, and allowed the idea's flow with ease.  A waterfall with cascading bounty of golden feelings flowed down into a large pool of water within the blue watercolor mist I wrote down the word "Be."  Upon mentally releasing, of an old thread thought of doubt and fear of the future, this tightly wound coil, untangled, and let go, and the words "Be," resounded..  Applying  the fire element of the 5 element system, assisted greatly in my situation.  As the water flowing from inner wisdom being  to fire generating steam to release the old and allow the rising waters to heal this situation.  And as I was able to grasp the teaching, and the feeling of relief from replaying loop, stuck light upon a replay caught in the scratched gouged groove that of an old vinyl record that can have the mind to a unique new creative approach.  This prompted opportunities with my opened vibration to attract artists who invited me to sit with them in the local community art events networking with artist vendor, who allowed me to join in their booths and sell my artwork.  I found a more communicative way to perform my stories, doors opened because at a deeper level I had let go, removing boulders that were in my way of expression that I could not logically see

without applying the ancient wisdom of the 5 elements system.

Release to the joyful outcome
smile to yourself in your heart
Relationships expand as a blossom with a fragrance not experienced before

The practice of qigong is like performing a symphony with the movement of muscles delicately attuning the nervous system to reverberate to the inner sounds, with our body, in a harmonious way.  It's a joy to be able to view what our relaxed state of mind can do when gently communicating with our very intelligent brain.  Movement coordinated with our intention of balance and strength within the stillness of our soft  smooth breath as our guide is Key.

Qi Gong near Atlanta, bringing Unity to the Conyers Covington Area of Georgia!

Experiencing the Qi flowing and resonating and returning all to the
balance and that allows us as beautiful humans to thrive and enjoy
our river of eternal Qi!

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Poetic Works Inspirerd in Parthenon Centennial Park with Pallas Athena

Vibrant Source Singing In Harmony

Storytelling

Fables myths --poetic fable makers Aesop (Nature&animals) (Pallas Athena Mythology of women)
Storytelling overcoming our shadow(warring) side exposed and transcended through mythical figures.
How these stories have assisted us in the past history to present can be a syllabus for survival with our incredible powers latent in the subconscious
enlightened self. As civilization is collected in community, the infrastructure makes an impact on our everyday lives...interactions--
how these are met by us in the physical, are energetically imprinted in our minds....
How stories assist our interactions with our outer existence, moment to moment are colored either by wisdom, love and acceptance
or fear, fight or flight is determined by inner imprinted dynamic scenes we have either rehearsed or newly garnered. Stories release incredible wisdom to us as a people endowed with capabilities and creative powers to be tapped and dispensed within ourselves,
and for for the sharing of capabilities.

VIBRANT SOURCE

Harmony pulses through silver tubular trumpets
Sounding out it’s golden sound
I listen as I am resting on the grassy hillside
As the cool breeze wafts over my southern skin

I’m inspired within
By the spiraling celestial translucent vibrations
Reach my ear

Bringing my soul to tears…
Heaven moves bathing us with love unseen
Upon the earth

The portals of Music opened
by the golden stands of woman
Forged into form by the hands of Man

Listening to the craft of musical Genius.
The lute player expands divinity
Amplifying the singing of angels
Beautifully chanting
One chord…Aum..Om

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