Sometimes the weather feels as though it is a part of my being, belonging to me blending with my tears soaking my emotions. Rhyming with pain as it makes my body ache. A chorus of insanity falls upon the earth. Flooding our plane of existence letting everyone see how I feel. No sun shall shine from the sky, warming my insides, burning my skin. The moon and stars in the midnight sky will disguise themselves hiding mysteriously behind the darkened clouds from our curious eyes tonight.
The rain seems to follow me wherever I go, from Maine to the bottom of Mexico, making me wet from the inside out, soaking my dignity along with my clothes.
On a day like this, everything is a uniform of grey. Shadows standing tall and proud around any corner you may turn. Everybody goes on with their life in a downpour. The cars flying over thirty-five hydroplane down the streets. Splashing innocent, not so lucky, pedestrians now immersed in a mixture of oily, murky nasty water the road had willingly collected for this occasion.
Kids have no worries as they make sure not to miss the chance to jump, dance, splash and kick through every puddle they come across only to arrive home in their soggy wet clothes, dripping with muddy liquid all over their mamma’s clean floor. The pretty girls hide their hair. Brave men just don’t care. No matter where you look, what you will perceive is the drizzle falling from the sky. How the motion concurs over the still dryness that use to be.
A rainfall at night may hold us for ransom inside during the long hours of the darkness. There is a constant tapping, reminding us to listen intently to the conditions of the battle on the roof above you. The wind is rattling the windows as if Mother Nature is trying to break in to get you. It is only the sound of her tears crying on my window of pain, reminding me of sorrow. The sound of many raindrops hypnotizes me into a transcended state of mind as they hit upon the objects of the earth in the midnight hours.
The night crawlers are having a field day playing slimming their way through the mud, grass and foliage. Outside I get high from my altered states of consciousness, I feel safe from the flood of emotion. The cats are running from one shelter from the next, trying to keep their precious fur coats dry. I observe the individual translucent rain droplets as they hit the middle of the pools of water, the infinity of circles after impact as it dissipates and becomes one adding to the mass of metallic looking liquid.
Lightening enhances the world we live in with illuminating flashes of light. When the hot and cold air fronts come together, it creates a magical sky. Incredibly ravishing electricity with artistic streaks of light tears through the overcast sky. The incredibly ravaging electricity with artistic streaks of light tears through the overcast sky making it scream and holler as it strikes the earth with a killer bolt. Thunder rolls the storm clouds in with a roar of warning making your eardrums vibrate with the intense sound of the storms position. Anticipating the eye of the storm hoping that it doesn’t see you. Lightning can be dangerous, but it is still exciting to me, reviving me with incredible amounts of energy with every glimpse of fire that is cast upon the earth from the heavens above. When I search the skies for a vision to ponder I find striking results in a midsummers storm.
I have to look past the winter, for the rain is far too cold bringing on long bouts of misery that tends to dampen my spirits. The weather is an amazing natural condition I often find that it helps to stabilize my moods, in one direction or another.
I often feel the rain is a part of my being. I take it personally for it is mine alone. During the middle of a storm, I lift my hands high above my head in homage, letting the rain saturate my palms, spilling down in streams through the pits of my arms. I can only giggle as the torture tickles me for the rest of the fallen rain drops stain my clothes wet. From as far as I can see to the ground below my feet each molecule is a part of this universe a unity for you and me to wash our lives.
each drop is a reflection of the world we live in upside down without judgment….
I woke to the sounds of the morning The alarm quakes me into day and I hit the ground dancing.
Engaged in routine grasping bits of chores satisfying my mounting list a lil. If I could just have one more hour or a few more hands.
Finding my place in the world I’m not ever free again and it scares the shit out of me.
Again and again I am separated from my art by this heroin epidemic and I don’t dance with this devil. I change diapers and care for so many kids.
Everyone around you suffers the greatest of consequences while you get high.
Our minds, body and soul needs the truth not the addiction fed lies you try and serve with convincing eyes.
Do you believe yourself?
Opened up with
The power of words
rained down in letters
and the power of play.
Playing with possibilities
whispered with one
From this life or another?
a hunger for knowing
with every glance.
Im a restless renagade
everything in my life is a complex.
Rythm for the syntax
complicated yet simple and sensual.
I like the challange of creating,
my creativity like a light switch.
Energy starts flowing
here it is
all or nothing.
Poetry playing on words
ache in anticipation.
Like a renegade running for the time of your life
a rogue wave in the sea of familiar faces
still breathless you found me.
Captured me out of my routine.
An unexpected pleasure of conversation
in the sweats of an improving life
contours escape thin fabrics
and hide reminicent
sensualities of movement.
A quickening of my heartbeat
makes it hard to speak.
Through rhythms an alliance
born from poetry and music
echoing words not spoken
like a whisper of snow falling
The hibernation of winter is over
it’s time for the sun to shine
it’s time to play.
Springing complex lives into to simplicity
an endurance of dreams
dancing of words and ways
into the waking moments
endless possibilities started
when the door opened.
Trippin face to face
watching our past lives goe by
another day waiting psychic said I’m on the edge of where
I am supposed to be
trying to capture the moment with words
with photo’s before they grow up
she says my soul mates
waiting with a ring
but I don’t see him
only in the early morn
before I open my eyes
and at night caught in my lucid mind
I dream of being wrapped in his love
But I don’t feel him waiting for his letters
to tell me it is ok
No labels sprawled arcoss my chest
ancient symbols lay over my heart
finding sacred in the dirt and decay
finding peace on others heroin highway
through the smoke and mirrors
pain and galore watching the
nightmares of the ones you love
while you smell like sweet surrender
in this apocalyptic nation
and your friends and family go missing
There is nothing left to say or do
there is only so much light
you can spread on this situation
only so much love can be givin
Here is the instructors welcome page for my new site… I would love for you all to check it out…A lot of love and learning in the process…
A Holistic approach to creativity is about discovering yourself and creativity through the modality of holistic health and vitality that is always within you. Learning ways to be connected to the divine through a process of discovery. Finding that you can tap into your constantly flowing stream of creativity. Learn to take challenges and turn them into opportunities. The class is taught by Michelle Crowningshield – Bryan author of two books: Pieces of soul love saga ( can be found on itunes) or On Amazon along with her second book Quantum Spirituality both books of poetry and art. Once enrolled there is an electronic version of each book in your tools section.
This life class utilizes tips and strategies that have been accumulated through her multiples sources of education including but not limited too: Cosmetology, Culinary Arts, Fine Arts, Environmental and Holistic Health, Healing, Jewelry making, Dream catcher mythology and ritual tools. Other professionals will be creating and sharing profiles, video’s and tricks of the trade while working along side you as we all progress. Are you interested in sharing gifts for barter or trade? Contact me and I would be happy to talk with you. I am in the process of designing 52 different sections searching the globe to find what inspires us into making the world better including. The class will also utilize some of the knowledge of other participants. Having found the niche in this world to be really unique and amazing We will all help you to develop yours. This class is a community building workshop. When you purchase this class you will have access to it for as long as the Internet continues to work
Each week there are posted assignments, exercises, recipe’s, video’s and meditations that are designed to put tools in your tool box and let you get the most out of your life class. .
What you can do is look at this course as a care and feeding for the soul. A support group for creativity. A place to nourish the divinity within you. This course may not teach you to be successful that is pure luck and perseverance. I can not give you will power, no one can that is up to you. What I can do is give you affirmation not to give up and give you tools to thrive. With care and feeding of the soul anything is possible. Without a long road of obstacles you loose your sense of adventure. What adventures you choose to make out of your life is up to you. If anything the one thing I have learned is how to push through obstacles using creativity and holistic health as a vehicle for healing.
Thankfully this is not a graded course. You will get out of it what you put in. Simply stated I can give you the tools but I am not going to build the house for you. I can give you idea’s but learning is a process and you have to work through the process. You have steps that need to be followed and I have given idea’s on the different levels of artistic abilities that you can utilize if this is the first time you have ever thought about art or if you are a doctor of art. The core development of who you are is a continuous processes and it is up to you to find the joy in the work that you do and how you spend your time.
My desire is to be able to work on community building and endless possibilities. This is an important aspect of this class. This is a community of people who will thrive from your experience, from your work and wisdom. Without this communication between us sometimes our learning experiences fail to be learned from and can turn into a forgotten folder or a wallowed in wasteland of blockage.
Please contact me with any questions, comments, or concerns. No one is turned for lack of funds… The world is full of possibilities and options
Submissive benevolence to the
likes of you happily + euphoric
Don’t get me whole
my vassalage commitment
to my family leads me shackled
and prey to the state
and the likes of their malaise
pontification in the name
of pantheon pride and justice
disregarding my overwhelmed prostration
embodied with caring for children
with multiple disorders +disabilities
making things Impenetrable
creating anxiety and mayhem
we together find divinity
away from their stipulations
through nature and play