tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-148926832024-03-13T08:08:37.716-07:00Dragonfly wisdomSensei Myriamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11147043863039004383noreply@blogger.comBlogger79125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14892683.post-16241207381025408402013-07-19T05:25:00.002-07:002013-07-19T05:30:51.219-07:00I'm not gone ....<div style="text-align: center;">
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<i>Here I am again, </i></div>
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<i>I'm not gone.</i></div>
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<i>Here I am again,</i></div>
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<i>living each day. </i></div>
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<i>today!</i><br />
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Sensei Myriamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11147043863039004383noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14892683.post-86823341370481231052012-06-02T08:24:00.003-07:002012-06-04T05:33:02.410-07:00I will own my power ...<div align="center">
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<em><strong>today myself and only myself I want</strong></em></div>
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<em><strong>to be.</strong></em></div>
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<em><strong>The struggle I leave behind,</strong></em></div>
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<em><strong> longing to be</strong></em></div>
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<em><strong>"I am" and this truth </strong></em></div>
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<em><strong>Passive no more I need to be,</strong></em></div>
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<em><strong>feeling guilty, ashamed and lacked.</strong></em></div>
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<em><strong>The bellicose, contentious,</strong></em></div>
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<em><strong> aggressivenes of old ways</strong></em></div>
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<em><strong>a space don't find,</strong></em></div>
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<em><strong>the path of bitterness</strong></em></div>
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<em><strong>The clouts it's targets defines,</strong></em></div>
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<em><strong>defying old doubts</strong></em></div>
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<em><strong>contesting past thoughts,</strong></em></div>
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<em><strong>"No more",</strong></em></div>
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<em><strong>quietly I hear a sober voice inside.</strong></em></div>
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<em><strong>"No more".</strong></em></div>
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<em><strong>And tall I stand</strong></em></div>
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<em><strong>abiding in this "I am"</strong></em></div>
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<em><strong>without fear of someone else's thoughts,</strong></em></div>
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<em><strong>Caring less and less</strong></em></div>
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<em><strong>but of what I require</strong></em></div>
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<em><strong> to care more and more.</strong></em></div>
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<em><strong>This "I" </strong></em></div>
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<em><strong>that I dearly hold. </strong></em></div>
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<em>A dream, a longing, </em></div>
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<em>in my old teacher,</em></div>
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<em> sitting, </em></div>
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<em>waiting.</em></div>
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<em>My heart I poured, </em></div>
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<em>my soul came out</em></div>
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<em>"Oh, I so much wish,</em></div>
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<em>to start again this life </em></div>
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<em>He smiled, </em></div>
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<br /></div>Sensei Myriamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11147043863039004383noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14892683.post-78714386021407345042011-12-09T14:02:00.001-08:002011-12-09T14:09:37.477-08:00Mourning...<div align="center">
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I need to mourn</div>
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for what it was </div>
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and can never, never </div>
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be again.</div>
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The unmet needs,</div>
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the cold arms,</div>
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the empty souls</div>
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so full of need </div>
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Beings that couldn't </div>
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and that they themselves </div>
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And in this mourning</div>
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the acceptance will come,</div>
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the search will end, </div>
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this never ending search, </div>
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for what it was </div>
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and is no more.</div>
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And I'll mourn</div>
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and woe and grief</div>
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my companions will be...</div>
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for a while.</div>
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And in the mourning</div>
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I will be healed. </div>
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And with the healing</div>
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peace will come </div>
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mcr</div>Sensei Myriamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11147043863039004383noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14892683.post-22728529113957765712011-07-14T06:12:00.000-07:002011-07-14T15:17:21.104-07:00Time....<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2lzC5WscH9spig73jsaZWg1IrUWOwM5HJHzTKhCEpcpxUu-BTMYcvWInyH7KlnIXqm2SOv29ynXQ7lVjMzQDTDSjLOXSXxUb0o86jdjmADRj-spm3EhV5M1AFMPnezoDA4SHpEA/s1600/Dragonfly-wisdom.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 179px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2lzC5WscH9spig73jsaZWg1IrUWOwM5HJHzTKhCEpcpxUu-BTMYcvWInyH7KlnIXqm2SOv29ynXQ7lVjMzQDTDSjLOXSXxUb0o86jdjmADRj-spm3EhV5M1AFMPnezoDA4SHpEA/s320/Dragonfly-wisdom.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629335374959399298" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;">One day, one week,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">a year perhaps...</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">is that all I need?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Even a second</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">a miracle can</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">bring forth</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">with a change</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">of heart,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">my heart.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"><br />Give me now</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">with the fullness</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">of it's being.</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Eyes opened</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">to the power</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">of it's might...</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Today I change</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">what has been done,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">changing the eyes</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">that saw all those wrongs.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnVxXp0CboNMCbCW1zZ5MgLQBLUrYkEyayjX-QcAtUjqVXZvJ6WnpkaqpLzB1urcLUScdEba0ehZwn1-iLJf076nvE-9aFZy1EZRFxKA_BgAv8xMb4CfkfFvpSQj8CoDu62tlmTg/s1600/I-can-do-it....jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 215px; height: 238px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnVxXp0CboNMCbCW1zZ5MgLQBLUrYkEyayjX-QcAtUjqVXZvJ6WnpkaqpLzB1urcLUScdEba0ehZwn1-iLJf076nvE-9aFZy1EZRFxKA_BgAv8xMb4CfkfFvpSQj8CoDu62tlmTg/s320/I-can-do-it....jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629240433871773762" border="0" /></a></span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">I don't need tomorrows</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">when I </span><span style="font-style: italic;">have</span><span style="font-style: italic;"> the silk</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">to braid today</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">what is there to be.</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">And I choose this second</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">what it's going to be</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">and just there...</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">by letting it go</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">let it be!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Today... is all I have,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">would I want</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">something else?</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Of all the time,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">the seconds,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">weeks or years,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">give me today</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">only this instant</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">and I will inhabit it</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">with all my might</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">knowing in certainty<br />that it will be enough.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">This </span><span style="font-style: italic;">ever</span><span style="font-style: italic;"> present moment</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">will find me</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">shouting inside...</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">"I am eternal,</span><span style="font-style: italic;"> I am,<br />I need nothing more!"</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">mcr</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">After reading,<br /></div><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">"Time is a dressmaker specializing in alterations."</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">-Faith Baldwin</span><br /><br /></div>Sensei Myriamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11147043863039004383noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14892683.post-75657188621731481882011-03-06T11:31:00.000-08:002011-03-07T06:09:12.676-08:00Who I am....?<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivXTs-NKLvdMvWbOgO7ME6Id5GuFlG7dNsZ0H9qVE45tYtuPLExVKU3BRWhQnHcR1qXfFBJ6ZH1HUHD4fax_CBfx2wKpBuN05fZQ4DUfacDiTt6mlpDIs4cH6T9AfeC7q9cm1brA/s1600/The-dark-withinweb.jpg"><img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 257px; height: 198px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivXTs-NKLvdMvWbOgO7ME6Id5GuFlG7dNsZ0H9qVE45tYtuPLExVKU3BRWhQnHcR1qXfFBJ6ZH1HUHD4fax_CBfx2wKpBuN05fZQ4DUfacDiTt6mlpDIs4cH6T9AfeC7q9cm1brA/s320/The-dark-withinweb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581059279177718642" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikcpUl3TYNyGzmj4MVhUc8UXDKkCA3wETnNh9sXy-Q9K7PkpU1ApAkl9944d9qYFi2IIziW870U35MDcoE7BE1yEE-y02RZq07nPXft3iVuZFzBieMdm8oHi3ErkRWg8l8Y_X9yg/s1600/The-dark-withinweb.jpg"><br /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;">I am not the same from old,<br />I've been told not to start from<br />a negative point.<br />The need to start from this place<br />comes from what has came<br />before.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;">What you see now is the result<br />from old and recent wounds,<br />where both opened me...<br />showed me...<br />guided me, to where ?<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;">I'm no the same, I'm not ashamed<br />but less I once thought to be.<br />Needed too much, wanted too much,<br />gave too much, this now I know.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;">My fault it was, my need it was.<br />Not theirs, but mine the cause<br />and the effect<br />because we attract<br />and open doors for others to come<br />yet for them also to go<br />and leave with how much they can get.<br /><br />What then, this I that now I am?<br /><br />mcr<br /><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;">"The beginning of wisdom is to call things by their right names."</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Chinese Proverbs</span></div>Sensei Myriamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11147043863039004383noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14892683.post-69794948929992514492010-12-21T10:35:00.000-08:002010-12-21T11:00:29.636-08:00Winter solstice.....<div style="text-align: center;"><object height="285" width="540"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/480_3T-IHBw?fs=1&hl=en_US"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/480_3T-IHBw?fs=1&hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="285" width="540"></embed></object></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Shortest day longest night</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">with all that comes about!</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">All those things I dread and feared</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">were but gates to the new from my auld<br />and tired self,<br />with the light that shines in longer days<br />the sun with rays of warmth and glow<br />will bring the joy I thought long lost<br />but no...lost not they were<br />but kept secure within the night.<br />Occult, concealed just for a while<br />till the night gave way to bright light. <br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;">...</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"><br />The darkest night must come and go</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">for us to see the light!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">mcr</span><br /></div>Sensei Myriamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11147043863039004383noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14892683.post-64538907435846506182010-12-09T05:29:00.001-08:002010-12-09T17:32:04.173-08:00The old I leave behind....<div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"><br /><br />To make space for the new<br />it's hard I know<br />I feel<br />the pain inside<br />of letting everything<br />pass by.<br /><br />Inside my heart<br />a conflict rise<br />wanting to hang on<br />to the pain, <br />to what I thought I had<br />yet was so false in part.<br /><br />There's no other way<br />I know, but scared<br />and sad I find myself.<br /><br />But to let go<br />is the path, the job at hand<br />and empty myself<br />of all,<br />of everything<br />that I am.<br /><br />And by losing all<br />I may find myself whole.<br /><br />mcr<br /></div>Sensei Myriamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11147043863039004383noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14892683.post-42574112960810465372010-11-27T04:47:00.000-08:002010-11-27T06:28:37.795-08:00A new star....<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicxg-eNEKWWO4NPKY0_RWgH9kCUjhCI_YabnDJR_dUCCNHlrlXmbzQrEWp2_gHBAa0WhU7ztT60tHLWiTFj-xEzsNZBjsZNmquP7NA3MTxg2e12-qtcjd5-y_OimlXWiO-5DF4oA/s1600/Visitation......jpg"><img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicxg-eNEKWWO4NPKY0_RWgH9kCUjhCI_YabnDJR_dUCCNHlrlXmbzQrEWp2_gHBAa0WhU7ztT60tHLWiTFj-xEzsNZBjsZNmquP7NA3MTxg2e12-qtcjd5-y_OimlXWiO-5DF4oA/s400/Visitation......jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544234219265139026" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRSEjsCi-0zEJj_zhv03o22_T3fZgeh4WUEK4D99Rq8dRD6DPDsTKDpnI4XZtQHW4pHXcvxonX6yCQh92uMhbyomhvOmTDQGksHdqAggZWOU8Qo4YQqH2YbUEBnGiYmJYRTTCycg/s1600/Visitation......jpg"><br /></a><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">A new star to follow</span> <span style="font-style: italic;"><br />a new dream to live</span> <span style="font-style: italic;"><br />the old stays back</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">as old dreams die </span> <span style="font-style: italic;"><br />and wither within.</span> <span style="font-style: italic;"><br /><br />Did I dream too much?</span> <span style="font-style: italic;"><br />Did I overstep</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">my path?</span> <span style="font-style: italic;"><br />Where did I lost sight</span> <span style="font-style: italic;"><br />of what matters</span> <span style="font-style: italic;"><br />and counts the most?</span> <span style="font-style: italic;"><br /><br />"Hush", a small powerful voice</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">I hear inside.</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">"Say no more, </span> <span style="font-style: italic;"><br />don't let the pain</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">do the talk!"</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">"The old has to die</span> <span style="font-style: italic;"><br />to give way to the new.</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">It's not that it was bad</span> <span style="font-style: italic;"><br />it's that is of no use.</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">As stepping stones</span> <span style="font-style: italic;"><br />along our path</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> </span><span style="font-style: italic;">their purpose</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">was served</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">by pushing ourselves</span><span style="font-style: italic;"> </span><span style="font-style: italic;">forth</span> <span style="font-style: italic;"><br />and </span><span style="font-style: italic;">pulling from upfront</span>...<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">what is not yet</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">was helped by the old.</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Don't you see... can you see?</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">It was all meant</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">to be.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">mcr</span><br /><br /></div>Sensei Myriamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11147043863039004383noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14892683.post-76521938591382806912010-10-30T17:24:00.000-07:002010-10-30T17:30:48.631-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">I'm home....!</span></span><br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiC0XDNd3NSxzuUS2exGc4Y60HUyh2IP82WhyphenhyphenP83quHktxASxtm8ts4Wq8Nd0Y0GCBZBm4-e2rN33GdWm0anFgbqIzuVaVihri_ucTfCDROl9I894pfObnBZynTkRmaSsdUB4QAmQ/s1600/Home.....web.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 360px; height: 270px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiC0XDNd3NSxzuUS2exGc4Y60HUyh2IP82WhyphenhyphenP83quHktxASxtm8ts4Wq8Nd0Y0GCBZBm4-e2rN33GdWm0anFgbqIzuVaVihri_ucTfCDROl9I894pfObnBZynTkRmaSsdUB4QAmQ/s400/Home.....web.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534000936617610098" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><br /><br /><br /></div>Sensei Myriamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11147043863039004383noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14892683.post-74064213278235691242010-08-22T17:24:00.000-07:002011-08-12T14:26:53.802-07:00<span style="font-size:130%;">Reaching out....</span>
<br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">How strange this feeling...</div>
<br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">a hand extended, an effort...</div>
<br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">with no one at the other side.</div>
<br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">The sadness, the anguish</div>
<br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">not knowing why.</div>
<br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">Did I over extended myself?
<br />Did I over extended my stay?</div>
<br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">To move, to search, to seek</div>
<br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">in another place</div>
<br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">whatever I longed,</div>
<br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">hoped and yearned</div>
<br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">that wasn't there </div>
<br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">but in another place.</div>
<br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">mcr</div>
<br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">(While living in Puerto Rico.)</div>
<br />Sensei Myriamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11147043863039004383noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14892683.post-63732148567083404322010-08-20T09:58:00.000-07:002010-08-20T10:26:09.351-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4no7qEEZfnhTZlImASH6qhuuyCfN0xGzbeGboe2jjJMlttw_oK6959I0rNw4uT5Nu14UJprwuSiVbwLCRkROUDhh-YDQ1yx-M3osKgiVbgu1avcvVGF_9V1_LhYMU67FDPdHqHA/s1600/Haiku-1.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4no7qEEZfnhTZlImASH6qhuuyCfN0xGzbeGboe2jjJMlttw_oK6959I0rNw4uT5Nu14UJprwuSiVbwLCRkROUDhh-YDQ1yx-M3osKgiVbgu1avcvVGF_9V1_LhYMU67FDPdHqHA/s400/Haiku-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507544602547754466" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Haiku (1)</span><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><br /></div>Sensei Myriamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11147043863039004383noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14892683.post-88741467760542518222010-08-15T12:32:00.000-07:002010-08-15T15:33:27.709-07:00<span style="font-size:180%;">Hovering......<br /><br /> </span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;">The unknown my wings</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">beat without end</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">the tension of which </span> <span style="font-style: italic;">I learn to bear.</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">What is, is not</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">yet complete</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">and I need to stay</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">motionless</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">and so very still.</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">From above I see</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">or do I see?</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">Not understanding </span> <span style="font-style: italic;">what lies beneath.</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">Not able to make sense</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">of all the chaos</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">in the grind</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">that's taking place</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">within my heart.</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">And here I am </span> <span style="font-style: italic;">hovering and still</span>, <span style="font-style: italic;">moving and moving not</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">waiting to see</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">while my heart</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">makes her peace.</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">My soundless, </span> <span style="font-style: italic;"> motionless action,</span> <span style="font-style: italic;">of being still </span> <span style="font-style: italic;">while everything </span> <span style="font-style: italic;">goes on without me.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">-mcr</span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHy28V6H50tcsDNhaWrbov7eG6PMQJk1Hb15uKR05L1Xz0g5-iO2EdImnLzAoBapDozGOmHVw3pEYX0lE7CyRxYS_Uw0JiXxN8NP0i7PsT-YtsYsPuTZTLO-Aq_9EnHpPlV3i89w/s1600/dragonfly-sm.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 271px; height: 203px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHy28V6H50tcsDNhaWrbov7eG6PMQJk1Hb15uKR05L1Xz0g5-iO2EdImnLzAoBapDozGOmHVw3pEYX0lE7CyRxYS_Uw0JiXxN8NP0i7PsT-YtsYsPuTZTLO-Aq_9EnHpPlV3i89w/s400/dragonfly-sm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505768002647575906" border="0" /></a><br /><br /></div>Sensei Myriamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11147043863039004383noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14892683.post-12755377429129177082010-07-27T18:13:00.000-07:002013-08-25T05:13:36.626-07:00Uncertainty....<div style="text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-size: 130%; font-style: italic;">This dithering of my heart<br />a wavering thought<br />inside,<br />what I want I doubt<br />and hesitate inside.<br /><br />survive it must<br />if it's worth to have<br />it's existence risks if I can't<br />or want<br /><br /><span style="font-size: 130%; font-style: italic;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtT-xHBKqlOeaP9Td4svVXNBQ-JHlu1CNyW5SqANj4wTHczNrOl29daQt7ynYQx-6jFZlXX39KtOBaM5KJUZi9ZUC1zCAKWlAk36U3lWCmufTpXn2cQFKq9Q0jgVaE9S1edhfFpw/s1600/hovering-dragonfly.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505721480137630738" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtT-xHBKqlOeaP9Td4svVXNBQ-JHlu1CNyW5SqANj4wTHczNrOl29daQt7ynYQx-6jFZlXX39KtOBaM5KJUZi9ZUC1zCAKWlAk36U3lWCmufTpXn2cQFKq9Q0jgVaE9S1edhfFpw/s400/hovering-dragonfly.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 202px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 303px;" /></a></span>The space awaits<br />no time in sight<br />the unfolded blue<br />is asking why<br />can I<br />do I<br />will I?<br /><br />Not known<br />the choice in sight...<br />This heart<br />this "eye" that look<br />and don't<br />or won't find<br /><br />A breath awaits<br />to clear and say<br />the doubt<br />that I won't say<br />and yet... remains.<br /><br />-mcr<br /></span></div>
Sensei Myriamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11147043863039004383noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14892683.post-17346123894673152402010-06-25T17:46:00.002-07:002010-07-03T08:27:01.356-07:00Dragonfly....<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizuH86MwGZJMRzO4zyhAiQoNhzMSRjzFBxVlUPCJtU6KOJ5hK83EFExSEboQDACrVHaPr6_R_p8ampQriGhiGHTui_06CYgl-gERDxdb0KLnUal7PTkmygItq7kKIZUl7TZguzKg/s1600/003dragonflyDM_468x304.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 292px; float: left; height: 185px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486878165389562690" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizuH86MwGZJMRzO4zyhAiQoNhzMSRjzFBxVlUPCJtU6KOJ5hK83EFExSEboQDACrVHaPr6_R_p8ampQriGhiGHTui_06CYgl-gERDxdb0KLnUal7PTkmygItq7kKIZUl7TZguzKg/s400/003dragonflyDM_468x304.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div align="center">I saw you today,</div><div align="center">surprised I was</div><div align="center">to see you again.</div><div align="center">You followed me</div><div align="center">all the way here,</div><div align="center">or</div><div align="center">were you waiting,</div><div align="center">flying and hovering</div><div align="center">while I arrived?</div><br /><div align="center"> </div><br /><div align="center"></div><div align="center">You were bigger,</div><div align="center">stronger and beautiful, </div><div align="center">to miss you quite impossible was.</div><div align="center">In front of me there</div><div align="center">you were</div><div align="center">and I welcomed you again </div><div align="center">in my life.</div><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">mcr</div><div align="center"></div>Sensei Myriamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11147043863039004383noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14892683.post-81247926267672360302010-06-01T14:19:00.000-07:002010-06-01T14:46:14.241-07:00Moving....<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjz2YYdMZO4LQda-u070ySOfcn6GhPU3Vk2_5yA4-YX_h84VhTVkLDlYDJkh0Dt3M4csq5PhfF8dAQsvpdzsRLYhESSI_-HTjUhe8K4A628L3IU8lSzbE_nxuRiXQqhGXOkPt6FwQ/s1600/clouds.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477922909590903618" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjz2YYdMZO4LQda-u070ySOfcn6GhPU3Vk2_5yA4-YX_h84VhTVkLDlYDJkh0Dt3M4csq5PhfF8dAQsvpdzsRLYhESSI_-HTjUhe8K4A628L3IU8lSzbE_nxuRiXQqhGXOkPt6FwQ/s400/clouds.jpg" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div align="center"><em>Here I am, </em></div><div><br /></div><div align="center"><em>for a while,</em></div><div><br /></div><div align="center"><em></em></div><div align="center"><em>t</em><em>he clouds</em></div><div><br /></div><div align="center"><em>will take me far.</em></div><div><br /></div><div align="center"><em>The sea I'll see</em></div><div><br /></div><div align="center"><em>and leave behind</em></div><div><br /></div><div align="center"><em>with waves</em></div><div><br /></div><div align="center"><em>of water </em></div><div><br /></div><div align="center"><em>will say goodbye.</em></div><div><br /></div><div align="center"><em></em></div><div align="center"><em>mcr</em></div><div><br /></div><div><em></em></div><div><br /></div><div><em></em></div><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477921906096926578" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgP5cZp7gm7pOMYt5NOMMDUnyHC4P_gGJEaAkazNj_E_bU6hDx0GjbqjajOx2zbEINSdzuij5a-_9fdpEmIMFzx8BvtXDppIY8sNF-qnPmkmHZFjMHujkYaz8556O-eMwglJXQCbw/s400/waves.jpg" /><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div><br /><br /><div><br /></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></div>Sensei Myriamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11147043863039004383noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14892683.post-17504610785647180152010-05-18T14:28:00.000-07:002010-05-18T14:54:43.808-07:00Unexpected paths...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjA6swkiG2Ek2gYsxKXY2jiikh_0huTwCP9a1u-0WsMEoyvNB6W0jj9Avbb6NnnaCp5QyfHCUgSFw4aWeDub5Lz-jV8lNYrQgKH34B7_stsjF1oy4G07ycLGSF31NeUx5ekp4GvLA/s1600/SuperStock_1889R-23739.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 233px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 350px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472731598024402274" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjA6swkiG2Ek2gYsxKXY2jiikh_0huTwCP9a1u-0WsMEoyvNB6W0jj9Avbb6NnnaCp5QyfHCUgSFw4aWeDub5Lz-jV8lNYrQgKH34B7_stsjF1oy4G07ycLGSF31NeUx5ekp4GvLA/s400/SuperStock_1889R-23739.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjL1-hpwjbhdpiogypyfyBzoytzJCWAMNNjH3fGY0XTHz9ptauko7Ie2bd5K6XhJKFQ4-2_V5mRbxt6OVFatXu6zQ4FpMJ_2E7N6J5urm6qtmRIz-Hm2MXfsGo64tLZpUNwV7KBJw/s1600/SuperStock_1889R-23739.jpg"></a><br /><br /><div align="justify"></div><br /><div align="center"><em>The long lasting goal of peace and happiness</em></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>may come from such unexpected roads.</em></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>This one I know, </em></div><br /><br /><div align="center"><em>and walk from now on.</em></div><br /><div align="center"><em><span style="font-size:85%;">mcr</span></em></div></div>Sensei Myriamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11147043863039004383noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14892683.post-40430907720593280552010-05-16T16:21:00.000-07:002010-05-19T15:15:59.671-07:00The gift...<p align="center"></p><br /><br /><p align="center"><strong><em>Sometimes it's found in the most</em></strong></p><p align="center"><strong><em>unexpected places....</em></strong></p><p align="center"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 344px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 209px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473107604657348850" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcOax0Ck8iH8dSOSKBiXb9GWl07vzxPMXfKumHdqYK2j96aev6sy3UUX1pvURAsb_wXg0mQ3DD-dbxTmBuuK-WErDSwh5CfBalCzdfN_DO_1VYiVHcx8lHFl-KA_IwPQb6kSQ-4w/s400/sienaShadow.jpg" /></p><br /><div align="center">-mcr </div>Sensei Myriamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11147043863039004383noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14892683.post-92033817432695996732010-02-25T18:41:00.000-08:002010-02-26T07:30:39.434-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEir7941CAOqY34SWLBvv6KMgkqt5zXchMozf2MJn5xI-A7y8svW8S9kjZKjO35x_k4EO4dU-FIR7fMQOwsRm4fETmGKVbbea_z34142nK34qx-rYNbdx1vwV8rprxKUwS4S_HmPcg/s1600-h/kasper_osn.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 206px; height: 274px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEir7941CAOqY34SWLBvv6KMgkqt5zXchMozf2MJn5xI-A7y8svW8S9kjZKjO35x_k4EO4dU-FIR7fMQOwsRm4fETmGKVbbea_z34142nK34qx-rYNbdx1vwV8rprxKUwS4S_HmPcg/s400/kasper_osn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442380326961139778" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" >Fantoche....</span><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Genuineness...</span><br /></div><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">what is it? </span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Should I be worried</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">for what it is?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">"No", I said.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">"We should not be worried,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">if we remain true </span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">to what we are."</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">"Fantoche"...</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">a braggart.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">We are not that.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">If we walk the path</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">with a clean heart.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Not that we are perfect, </span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">perfect we are not.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Mistakes in abundance</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">lie along our trail.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">But genuine... not perfect</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">honest and whole</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">only one thing </span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">"Fantoche",<br />oh, that<br />we are not!</span><br /><br />mcr<br /></div>Sensei Myriamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11147043863039004383noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14892683.post-17880963555205735492010-02-01T04:29:00.000-08:002010-02-01T08:53:17.210-08:00<span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Do you dare...?</span></span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">Do you dare to say,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">"I love you" ?</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">Do you dare to cry?</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">Do you dare to say,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"> "I hate you" ?</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">Do you dare to get </span> <span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">mad?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">But, no only to dare.</span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkgQNmArsfPNkXvbWm92Ilb2xXMDhC_K2cayjBUSoeApuNwrnOGZuKBtiXEv-KrLTCHQtkszzJF8Z-uPeWwhotER-RLIe6i9pgME_FjYHiLsCOLWuK2D1NLDa9pjC-tux8-MvZwA/s1600-h/Carpe-diem....jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 215px; height: 244px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkgQNmArsfPNkXvbWm92Ilb2xXMDhC_K2cayjBUSoeApuNwrnOGZuKBtiXEv-KrLTCHQtkszzJF8Z-uPeWwhotER-RLIe6i9pgME_FjYHiLsCOLWuK2D1NLDa9pjC-tux8-MvZwA/s400/Carpe-diem....jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433318600133634434" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">But to own what you feel,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">love and 'madness,'</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">hate and kindness</span><span style="font-weight: bold;">,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">tears and laughter</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">as part of the whole</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">you call you</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">and I call me.</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">Do you dare?</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">I dare you....!</span><br /></div><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size:85%;">-mcr</span></span><br /></div>Sensei Myriamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11147043863039004383noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14892683.post-71597735621250993162010-01-27T04:53:00.000-08:002010-02-01T04:31:50.483-08:00This is who I am....<div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;"><span style="font-size:130%;">As intense as my love is,<br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" >it's opposite habits in me.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" >I can't let myself be one</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" >and don't let the other be.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" >It frightens me<br />well deep inside...</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" > I know</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" >it frightens you<br />to see this sight.</span></span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJDf1thMiFeayiC7_hsJEPUg8XJhif7CN0IJKQLlD1rpUU4izLto5SiRRXLK8ssO5R_c1OcXN1Dis8iZzvs5YJMNyrfmhQeHvTrXpGxoGaLrZsMVJb3ejeIuPSB8_IjOr8X_QDPQ/s1600-h/bhol.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 271px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJDf1thMiFeayiC7_hsJEPUg8XJhif7CN0IJKQLlD1rpUU4izLto5SiRRXLK8ssO5R_c1OcXN1Dis8iZzvs5YJMNyrfmhQeHvTrXpGxoGaLrZsMVJb3ejeIuPSB8_IjOr8X_QDPQ/s400/bhol.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431403204388305330" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" >But what am I to do?<br />Deny one part to embrace it's<br />counterpart?<br />Accept one half<br />and reject the other side?<br />Don't you know, can't you see,<br />by doing this<br />I cease to exist?<br /><br />There's no way<br />no path around,<br />no other way<br />but to see it through.<br /><br />I'll embrace and<br />care and hold,<br />receiving as<br />a grace bestowed<br />the whole nature<br />of who lives in me<br />knowing that the one<br />without the other just<br />can't be.<br /><br />-mcr<br /><br /><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:lucida grande;" ></span></span><br /></div>Sensei Myriamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11147043863039004383noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14892683.post-25864585207901581062010-01-14T19:06:00.000-08:002010-01-15T04:05:17.779-08:00Turn the page....<div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"><br /><span style="font-weight: normal;font-size:130%;" >"Turn the page"...<br />I was told today.<br />"What was was,<br />there's no turning back."</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: normal;font-size:130%;" >Illusions, dreams, wishes<br />for things to be<br />and so many other things<br />stand looking to me.<br />But none of them were<br />none of them<br />indeed.</span><br /></div><br /><br /><a style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRtf0cYNqPdODMZ0Zi4DuVeDVcSla-89X2cOMvlmpWG8x22genGx3js8tQ1_cLVqIzkDKOLhmYO471XVrDKhiY59cQ1G2AwTa2-TtZTIZKrPbfgQJFkGd61Qul7jpRx4P7MUCV0w/s1600-h/pagesweb.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 260px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRtf0cYNqPdODMZ0Zi4DuVeDVcSla-89X2cOMvlmpWG8x22genGx3js8tQ1_cLVqIzkDKOLhmYO471XVrDKhiY59cQ1G2AwTa2-TtZTIZKrPbfgQJFkGd61Qul7jpRx4P7MUCV0w/s400/pagesweb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426799649037988306" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" >"Look around,</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" >just in front and here.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" >Here they are,</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" >those who'll work with you.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" >Turn the page and you'll see,</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" >a new chapter of</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" >greater things to be."</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" >"Turn the page</span><span style="font-size:130%;">",<br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" >once more the voice said.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" >"There's nothing</span><span style="font-size:130%;">,<br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" >no one waiting</span><span style="font-size:130%;"> </span><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" >for you</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" > back there."</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" >"Like ghosts of and old house</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" >wandering in pain,</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" >carrying chains around their</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" >necks and legs.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" >Let them go, cut them loose</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" >and move over a new page.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" >Write a new story</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" >of endless hope and joy."</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" >"And don't bother to look back...</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" >turn the page</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" >and leave all that behind."</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" >And... I<br />the only one that can<br />with decisive hand,<br />clear mind,<br />and free heart,<br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" >turned the page.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">-mcr</span><br /><br /><br /><br /></div>Sensei Myriamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11147043863039004383noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14892683.post-61537187448966183312009-11-21T08:30:00.000-08:002009-11-21T17:05:26.818-08:00Fear....<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">This feeling that assaults</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"> me</span></span><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">the tremor felt inside.</span> <span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"><br />My mind appears to be in accord</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"> </span><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">with them,</span> <span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"><br />can I stand...</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"> </span><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">and defend myself?</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">What is it...</span> <span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"><br />why is it?</span> <span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"><br />Lack of trust...?</span> <span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"><br />Could "they" be...</span><span style="font-weight: bold;"> </span><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">stronger?</span><br /><br /></span> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhK7b2ASCASWHAuIY1hsKregiegJttyaXoLqH19ybymKXtaoWw44G4OAyjkrOrYKGdQOSSisIISSNngbwlWcrgSQXuhg2OWSrtwHSRnm36uxL5rjyPH2aUdIO1weAlkc9oJxok06w/s1600/Shihonage.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 358px; height: 305px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhK7b2ASCASWHAuIY1hsKregiegJttyaXoLqH19ybymKXtaoWw44G4OAyjkrOrYKGdQOSSisIISSNngbwlWcrgSQXuhg2OWSrtwHSRnm36uxL5rjyPH2aUdIO1weAlkc9oJxok06w/s400/Shihonage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406726659882932338" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">Where's the lack...</span> <span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"><br />the weakness...</span> <span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"><br />the missing link?</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">As </span></span><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">m</span><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">any a</span><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">s "they" could</span><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"> be</span> <span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"><br />"it's not in numbers</span><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">",</span> <span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"><br />a voice seems to whisper</span> <span style="font-style: italic;"><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">signaling to me one thing:</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">" There's no need</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">no need indeed...</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">for fear to creep in. "</span><br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuPO4Srv7F53dB2Qpoqx4vm0jYp8fzuZ4dpFSoN_l6Q1McndfC5Qum1iJAcyBMgFAGH5vNKhLPAT-diCydngqMfyRH061r4ERFUbB7k_4i8s-vR8Fzt_st6hIV-mJE_4WB7qVbaA/s1600/yingyang.gif"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 50px; height: 49px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuPO4Srv7F53dB2Qpoqx4vm0jYp8fzuZ4dpFSoN_l6Q1McndfC5Qum1iJAcyBMgFAGH5vNKhLPAT-diCydngqMfyRH061r4ERFUbB7k_4i8s-vR8Fzt_st6hIV-mJE_4WB7qVbaA/s400/yingyang.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406597706282293314" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">"It's you that gives them power,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">It's you that makes them strong.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">They are just but what you make of them</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">And they are just but empty thoughts."</span><br /><br />mcr<br /><br /><br /><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;"></span><br /><br /><br /></div>Sensei Myriamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11147043863039004383noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14892683.post-45849149800408762922009-10-29T13:05:00.000-07:002009-10-30T11:39:50.408-07:00The Fool<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZdjI07Ux0LarIwAragACpKkJYbp1hcz_SBKMYRbh5pbvEiyK66jw-WKz27u8WsL4asUP40bsDUG0gFjY0u7zY8dm0tuWo7khm6xsYwK0YV4wfa9msKIb7RJJRd36NoLp0Doh-4w/s1600-h/RWS-00-Fool.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 231px; height: 340px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZdjI07Ux0LarIwAragACpKkJYbp1hcz_SBKMYRbh5pbvEiyK66jw-WKz27u8WsL4asUP40bsDUG0gFjY0u7zY8dm0tuWo7khm6xsYwK0YV4wfa9msKIb7RJJRd36NoLp0Doh-4w/s400/RWS-00-Fool.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398115620435212722" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">I am the Fool....</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">the fool I am </span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">when I give heart </span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">to what don't merit </span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">don't deserve it</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"> a tear</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">a thought</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">a feeling </span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">not even a swat!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">I am the Fool</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">the fool I am </span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">when I think it's me</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">that it's all my fault </span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">and don't see that it's</span><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"></span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">in their nature</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">and what "they" do<br />just show the who<br />and the what they are.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">I am the Fool</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">the fool I'm not</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Cause I see </span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">I feel</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"> I know </span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">and keep walking</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">like the Fool I am.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">The Fool... not fooled</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">by what they think</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">will hurt.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Because what doesn't kill me</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">just makes me strong.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">And the Fool I am </span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">just walk away</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">with all the riches</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">in my bag</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">of awe.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">mcr</span><br /><br /></div>Sensei Myriamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11147043863039004383noreply@blogger.com0