Shall we taste the sky You and I Shall we get on our knees breathe in the dirt Not in …
Words written and shared in speech
in prose, on page or out loud
for me tonight they ring in song
Layered over lyrics
of rising beyond circumstance
of a teacher and her dream
Helping Young people to write their own stories
Reaching those who were forgotten
And I know that everyday
There are those who do the same
Teaching and inspiring
Reaching, pulling up
Wonder aloud between two perhaps more. Wonder aloud be silent no more.
Wonder what if, what more, who for. Wonder without keeping the score.
Wonder for nothing for you for me. Wonder how far how deep you can see.
Wonder in rap, in beat, word and song. Wonder knowing we all belong.
Wonder keep wondering from now and now again. Wonder in one word, one hundred or just ten.
Wonder today for all those to see. For wonder gives life to you and to me.
An exploration of inspiration
Gang leaders and Nobel peace laureates sharing on creating peace
Here and now
Moving beyond who I am
Or moving toward who I am
As a natural expression
Expander of possibility
Into the wider unknown
A space of abundance
I spent the morning
wrapped in words Warm
Buried in feathers
That once flew
Into the sky
On the winds
With the window
And from there
Mixed the ingredients
a stone milled
30 sec of Wild Compassion
And 14 sec of Somewhere in America
Listening I was moved
Also to write
Not just that which inspired
But of the pain I have been feeling
From my ears
Through my heart
And out onto the page
I mix in George Elliott Clarke and Shane Koycan
Poets from Canada bringing
Sweetness and crunch to this
The recipe is not yet
The bread not yet in the oven
I am enjoying mixing the
Words and clips
Enjoying the aroma emerging
Reminding me of days gone by
When my step-mom used to make her bread in Apple Juice cans
Round and ribbed they would emerge
Yet still delicious
With peanut butter and jam
By Sunday Eve
It will be complete
But good enough to eat.
Wanting to understand
Listening to the words
Understanding the pain
Understanding the loss
I just listen to the wind
It moves through me like the breath of God
It moves over me like an artists brush
It runs through my hair
Flows through my soul
And leaves with a whisper
Like she never visited at all
Just be on…there is love
Alone with my thoughts
It is love that graces me
That moves me
Causing feelings to rise
To emerge wanting to pass through
Getting caught in my throat
Why do I hang on so
Allow to rise
which is broken within
October 31 – ( that which flowed through listening to Alcatraz by Hey Rosetta)
When you can stand in who you are
When you can say what there is to say
When listening knows no bounds
When freedom seems possible
When all you see is wide open blue sky in every direction
When beauty is seen everywhere you look
Love is present
Consider possibly you are fully alive right now
Right now, In this beautiful moment.
Gordon October 8 2015
over the past 20 years I have talked
With people about the Defining moments in their lives – the moments which brought them to this moment
The moments that have taught them the big lessons of their lives
The moments which made them who they are today
In whatever way they defined that whether that be the father, mother business person, engineer or person that they are.
One of those people I asked was Dr. Wayne Dyer. I asked him in a letter I wrote him to acknowledge the contribution that he was in my life.
He wrote me a letter in return sending me along a couple of books – and told me to refer to a certain page in the book and that would be my answer.
The story that was written there was about his search to see his father’s grave – which was a search all his life to know his father – who had abandoned him when he and his brothers were really small.
The point of the story was about the transformational power of forgiveness – I missed that point.
One of the wisest men, I have had the pleasure to learn from through reading and hearing his story and his teachings had given me a key to living a transformed life. A lesson I could have also learned from what Jesus taught us – and yet I missed it.
When Dr. Wayne Dyer passed from this plane last month, I was called to listen to a 30 minute interview with him in which in the last 10 minutes of the interview he told that story again as the most important moment of his life. I sat in stunned disbelief – a chill running through my body.
Almost 20 years had passed since he told me that story. 20 years in which I have made excuse after excuse about why not to continue finishing that work.
20 years of growth but not fully embracing the lesson that he tried to convey about how important it is to forgive others and I would say mostly ourselves and the miracles that that can create.
And even now as I write this – and feel the sense of loss of missing that point – I see that in this moment I can forgive myself. Forgive myself. Forgive myself
Smile and be grateful for the wisdom that is all around us at all times as long as we are willing to wake up and be here in this present moment.
Sending you love and all green lights.
Gordon Martin (Sept 12, 2015)
now…I can hear the waves as they crash rhythmically on the shore
now…a plane flies high overhead
now…the wind gently blows in my face
now… the only light I see is the light from my screen
now…I can taste the salty air
now…darkness envelopes me as the wind dances around my external mirror
now… I am feeling sleepy
now…I am moving my foot up and down
I can feel my breath going in and out
And I can feel God as he slowly makes his expression known through me
Now I am going to stop this
Close my eyes and take it all in
Gordon Martin (Sept 10, 2015)