Spiritual Lessons: Stepping Out at the Ball

Well it’s certainly not before time that I am posting another poem.  The last month has been full of frustrations, and even today, there have been “blocks” that have restricted my selection of poem to one that I probably wouldn’t have selected.

However, as we know everything happens at just the right time and place, always.

The events of this poem are apparently real as they happened to a woman who related them to me on the one occasion I attended a formal Creative Writing group.  Even if they are not quite true, they make, I hope, an amusing, and insightful anecdote.  This poem was written in 2009.  I hope you enjoy it.

 

Stepping Out at the Ball

It was the evening of the dance.

I was in control…  I had it all,

for I was looking glamourous, and so mature.

I was… The Belle of this Ball.

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But suddenly the button on my undies broke,

and I could feel inside,

beneath my dress, my knickers move,

and start a terrifying slide.

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They hit the floor!..  I looked for the door…

My mind raced with fear and dismay,

till my inner voice said “Stay calm, dear”.

I stepped out…  and danced away.

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So I escaped from embarrassment,

because I had not forgot,

to keep my cool.  I guess you could say,

I didn’t… get my knickers in a knot.

 

Some spiritual reflections:

  1. Pride comes before a fall.
  2. Don’t panic… things aren’t as bad as they seem.
  3. There is a solution to every crisis.
  4. Slow down your mind.  When it races it can spin out of control.
  5. Listen to your inner voice.
  6. Be brave.
  7. Don’t care what others think about you.

 

Well I hope you liked this change of pace.  Sometimes a point can be made best through humour, and life is too important to be lived “Seriously”.

Lighten up and enjoy each minute of every day.

Hopefully after this lull, I am back to regular, frequent postings.  In the meantime, take care of yourself, and live whole-ly and holily and happily.

In love and light,

Alan

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Reopening a Door

Greetings and good wishes.

Here’s another overdue installment of my spiritual poetry.  I do need to keep this fairly brief as I am still using one of the local library’s computers.

The following poem was written in 2013.  Any references to my painting are greatly overstated in their significance.  I am or was a dabbler at the very best.  Still it is a great pleasure to be creative in whatever manner.

I hope you have lots of creative outlets and are keeping as many doors open as possible.  I hope you enjoy this offering.

 

Reopening a Door

 

Painting again…  and now writing too.

How I’ve missed these activities…  even the painting.

 

I feel my spirit coming alive…

a fanning of the flames of excitement.

I feel a stillness, and a calm, reverberating, inside me…

I feel a connection to the Peace, outside me.

 

It’s as if I’ve opened a cobweb-covered door…

that should never have been closed.

 

My painting, “Watching the Darkness” lies before me.

I want to shout out: “Let there be Light”…

for there is too much darkness on this planet…

here in this town… and in my heart…

 

for I do not look after my heart…

I do not keep it vibrant… and excited.

I allow doors to close…

and to slowly be covered with cobwebs…

 

I forget to dust my mind, and my soul.

It’s as if I have a beautiful motor vehicle which I am locking in a garage,

and using sporadically, and without attention and care,

and mindfulness.

 

Perhaps, today will remind me that I have a beautiful heart…

and remind me to look after it…

Remind me of the things that are important…

the things that make life worth living…

and each day, so very precious.

 

I am a buffoon… chasing after foolishness…

and squandering the treasures, and the delights,

that lie in the simple pleasures of living in “the moment”…

in the stillness…  and in the eternal flow.

 

I am so blessed…

 

with great Love,

Alan

 

 

Treat yourself with Love and kindness, and allow the Divine flow to guide you in all things.

In love and light

Alan