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The Prodigal Daughter

Posted on Feb 1st, 2009 by T : Eyes in the Pine T
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The Prodigal Daughter


Where have you gone, oh smiling one?
You shift your eyes and the light slides up to zenith;
Or off into the starry night.

There is a place in my heart the halls of which ring mightily by your absence, halted, listening.

One daughter still spins and weaves,
Loading the dishwasher.
Crows lament the directions of the sky, cawing, sideways, looking left and right.

One daughter sits still, panes of glass dividing her curve.
The window grows distant, the cold hills more familiar.

One daughter remains.

One daughter roams, sleeping with the shapes of things.

One daughter flickers and weaves the lamp-lit flame.
One daughter trims wick, scraping bone.
One daughter leaves
One daughter stays.

Oh sons of Men, Rejoice!
Oh daughters of Women, Rejoice!
That flame, ever returning
Ever fresh as the dawn is young-

A longer kiss would not be wiser-
Sweetness lies when stretched to taught-

Yet ever does She call your name
And call you home, as well.
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Forboden Love

Posted on Feb 4th, 2009 by T : Eyes in the Pine T
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Those of you who have dropped in now and again to this humble blog will know that a couple years back yours truly underwent a series of both comic and inexplicable events that shook me to my core(s).  I’m still grappling with the aftershock(s), let alone ‘solving’, what appears to be a ‘dilemma’.  I’m I ‘clear’? 

Not so much(s). 

Yeah, yeah, I swam around in the deep end the other day in regards, or disregards, to Duality, our Multiple F(r)iend.  For surely the paradox runs like a pair of Infinite Tracks, listening in with both ears and a Stereo Field.  Well I say quadrulate the motherfucker.  My point being that I must have a point in the first place, and then every other point after that.......forever.

So this is work.  Some pretty hard work; some very pretty hard difficult work, all these.....entities, these............................things.  (Do your best Shatner there folks)

So, moving on to the topic....yes, they expect a topic, and the universe always obliges, always, see there’s another drama, again.....another tango.... What happened to me is still pretty unknown, but it wasn’t any kind of ‘enlightenment’ or satori experience; but I learned a whole heck of a lot about gender.  Because I seem to be sort of loose or shall we say flexible in my approach. A binocularial double vision, two takes at once at best; attempted coupes at worst as one side makes a Claim.  People!  For the life of me and in the face of all skeptical research and inquiry, I seem to have two very strong inner ‘selves’- and one is clearly a chic.  And that is strange to.............us. (Especially him....)

Now, we are all multitudes, a commune, a Circle.  The Goddess.  We are, each one, an agent of decision, every moment shaping our own world with our own wits, guts and inspiration, breaking through old limits into Freedom. The God.  What insanity is to be found lies perhaps more profoundly in the notion of the Islander- the ‘person’ who thinks- key work here thinks- they’re this one person, in here somewhere- and the price for this cold comfort is taking a Side and wanting your rug back.  The myth of the Dude(ss). 

Anyhow, I could go on, attempting to give you some idea of how strange this feels.  How, on some days these two work together and pierce and surrender each other into Love that then radiates out to every Customer in the Store, making the ‘sale’-  and how on others this body feels literally split clean down the center line, a house divided, the horror........

But, I’ve covered that ground in the past here on these very pages- today I want to throw a few hopefully helpful things I’ve learned out there, here in some of the language of David Deida, a spiritual teacher who specializes in gender issues- and I fully vet this guy from my experience.  Here’s a taste:

About 80% of us have a sexual core that corresponds with our physical gender.  The more polarized your own core, the more polarized your partners core will have to be in order for real spiritually powerful lovemaking to exist.  Big Hairy Action Agents are just gonna have to deal with Space Cadet Barbies; and it will be hot. 
About 10% of folks have a reversed polarity- and this has nothing to do with sexual preference.  More guys with this flip may be gay than in the other 80%; but the majority will still be straight.  These men will require a woman (or man) with a masculine sexual core. 

And the other 10% or so are neutral; they do not polarize and neither do their partners; a relationship easy on both fucking and fighting....

I think Deida is right on, but for one thing- it’s a bit reductionistic.  To me, each individual has a double core, like the double helix in the DNA master ‘molecule’.  Twin Serpents of Infinity, spiraling on.........  Anyway, in the relative sense this means we each tend towards finding a sense of I-density, identity, by choosing a side and pursuing the Shadowfied One as any object ‘out there’- that means you kid.  The Soul has a preference; research tells us that about 75 % of anyone’s incarnations are as one gender or the other. 

So, for all intents and purposes, one Core usually drowns out awareness, or use of, the other Core.  Or, both are mild, for instance if each was a ‘5' on a scale of one to ten..... as in the last of the ten percenters.

Etc.........but here’s the point- by becoming aware of your own Core(s) Status, doing good shadow work on the Repressed (or under-developed) One, you can learn to let both Cores shine, and once you learn to walk that razor’s edge (through grace and effort!) not only will that Stereo Field expand Love, Wisdom Freedom and Bliss, our very birthrights.........but probably get us very laid to boot with no chaperone but the Heart.  

And that’s a very good thing.

Here's David's website  And another with a dualistic spin on the brain

Oh yeah- someone liked my poem yesterday, so I'm now willing to say that, yeah, I 'wrote' it.
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Love for Breakfast

Posted on Feb 6th, 2009 by T : Eyes in the Pine T
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Eyes deep piercing-

The beautiful weapon:

Oh gentle and radiant One

Please ignore my silly cries

Scarf me down quick-

I give you love for breakfast.





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