Male goose stands
chest puffed out.
Guarding.
Only his head swivels,
to track invaders
on the boardwalk.
Slim female
feeds gracefully
head darting down for food
never needing to look up.
She knows he’s there.
Mated for life
he stands guard
in Alaska in the summer
in Mississippi in the winter.
Our male energy
guards and protects
our female energy
as it feeds and nurtures.
Lizette Estelle Stiehr
April 24, 2011
When my mother labored,
and I was delivered
Daddy’s and husbands
were not allowed near.
Mom’s themselves,
flat on their backs,
were not present but drugged.
Babies arrived asleep,
“under the influence”.
One generation later,
when I had my babies,
moving around encouraged,
Midwives working with doctors.
Pain meds available
but not pushed, not taken.
Baby’s Daddy and friends
present and involved.
Babies, once again
delivered to wide awake love.
Now each of us is
birthing our post 2012 world,
deep in those labor pains.
The world is not going
away in 2012.
But right now, you
are determining what
that new world
will be like for you.
Are you laboring
flat on your back,
listening to instructions
from someone else?
Are you accepting the anesthesia
offered you minute by minute?
Another credit card application.
And you’re already approved!
Buy more.
Have more.
Show off more,
but don’t think.
Or are you in labor,
breathing with the pain and
grateful for each respite?
Lining your bed side
with friends and family and guides
who truly support you.
Are you using
meditation/prayer,
a walk in the sun,
a funny movie,
coffee with friend
for your pain meds?
We are all laboring.
And we will deliver.
I want my new life
to be delivered to
wide awake love and joy.
Not to mention deep peace.
Lizette Estelle Stiehr
April 6, 2011
What do I want
to know most?
How to focus the day?
What do I need to work on?
Is a tall dark stranger
headed my way?
No and
no and
not the question,
any of them.
The question is:
What brings me joy?
What can I do,
that will make
me feel the most joyful,
right now?
Lizette Estelle Stiehr
April 6, 2011
Do I write for me
or
do I write for thee?
Do I write for me
from my questing yearning
heart center of gravity?
framing my growth,
my visions, in ways
you are most likely to accept?
Do I live for me
or
do I live for thee?
Do I live for me?
Dedicating time/hours/day
to my creativity
to the flow from my heart?
Or do I live for thee?
Behaving, always doing more
for others,
ever needing to help.
Do I create for me
or
do I create for thee?
Do I create poems for me
from my excited wounded
light filled and shadowed
heart center of gravity?
Or do I create poetry for thee?
Writing to teach others,
to show the way,
to reach the most people?
In duality
the choice is either/or.
In unity the choice
is where the abacas bead
is on the string
between the two.
Guided from the
point of the triangle,
above yet within.
I write for both.
But I write for me
first.
Lizette Estelle Stiehr
April 1, 2011
My very first poem that ended up
somewhere different than my
mind thought it would.
Arjuna Ardagh,
I so love your image
of 2012 as the end
of a James Bond movie.
The forces of evil,
ever clandestine and international,
appearing benevolent while
attempting world control.
All aligned
against one James Bond.
One suave, fearless,,
humor, life (and lust) filled
James Bond
who is living in the moment.
In a nail biter to the end,
Bond uncovers,
discovers, takes on
and undoes
the robotic like forces
of evil which is
live spelled backwards.
And here we are: humanity.
With 1% of us funny humans
holding 40% of the worlds wealth.
Transparency now unveiling
the greed over integrity
at the core of our old system.
The translucents are
those who have touched
the Oneness.
Those who have
walked through the illusion
of “he who dies
with the most toys, wins”.
Those who’s minds
no longer master them,
but rather their hearts.
Those who know the truth
Of we are all related.
Those who have experiencedwe are just one molecule
of the greater body.
The translucents
are poised,
suave and fearless
getting the humor the great comic joke,
and living in the moment.
The translucents,
in a nail biter
to the end,
are no longer living
in fear.
They are no longer
cratering to the
buy more,
spend more
have more
“solution”.
Instead creating
their own lives
of love and joy
with peace at the center.
Turning evil on it’s
pointy little head
And living forward
to create a new world order.
Lizette Estelle Stiehr
March 30, 2011
For more see the Translucent Revolution by
Arjuna Ardagh
It is at work
that we are asleep.
At work on
the ‘to do’ list,
never-ending.
Work harder.
Work more.
No time for play,
We are working in our sleep.
For it is in play,
in joy and laughter
that we awaken,
that we en-ligh-ten.
It is as we play
that our heart opens
to others, with others.
Osho, bless you
For Naruda’s story
of the old man endlessly
working, meditating, fasting.
How long he asks Neruda,
until I’m enlightened?
And a young man,
under the same tree
playing music and dancing.
Neruda asks
timelines for both
and reports back.
The old man is bitterly
angry at 3 more lifetimes,
The young one laughing,
says, only as many
as leaves on this tree?
Easy – think of all
the trees on the planet,
and for me,
only the leaves of this one.
And in that instant,
enlightenment came to him.
It is as we work
that we are asleep.
It is as we play
that we awaken
that we en-light-en.
Lizette Estelle Stiehr
March 30, 2011
Story from Osho’s Tarot, the Greed card
