Friday, July 5, 2019

Energy is Everything.



Everything in the universe, including our thoughts, is a form of energy which eventually manifests on the physical plane as stuff, the things of our existence. All that we see around us is the result of our consistent thought.   

We share this dream with other dreamers—so choose your crew wisely. 

I do believe we have the ability to create anything with the mind if we maintain a laser focus. That maintenance is the catch.  While this is metaphysically true, living on the earth plane one still has to deal with gravitational force as well as peer pressure, momentary stupidity, or the insanity of others or oneself.


© July 7, 2019 

Sunday, May 12, 2019

Your Embrace

Within your embrace
I look away
fearing
loss of self



© May 12, 2019 

Close my eyes


Softness pervades form
Once buttressed by muscle
Cross-hatching creeps
Subsuming once supple skin
Blonde mane
Dissolved to platinum
These are…
Gifts of age
Close my eyes
I am 18…


©
May 12, 2019

Thursday, November 1, 2018

Being

to be born is to suffer
yet
suffering is illusion
twisting of the mind
grasping at pleasure
fleeing from pain

stillness comes
solace overtakes being
dispelling chatter
revealing eternity
in
quietude

© November 1, 2018

Wednesday, February 21, 2018

Enough is enough

I grew up in the 1950s
Plenty was wrong with society
We feared the Russians
Annihilation
I was not afraid to go to school  

People were armed
Handguns and sporting rifles
Not AR 15’s
Unless we were nuked
I knew I would come home from school

Corporations were not people
the NRA did not rule Congress
I went to the movies, unafraid
the streets felt safe
Our children deserve more

Quit touting the 2nd amendment
It applied to state militias
When guns were muskets
We deserve more

Enough is enough 


February 21, 2018 ©

Friday, January 12, 2018

White Dress Fever



All she wanted was the magic white dress

But the magic was her light

 there all along

© January 12, 2018, Christine Poythress

Wednesday, July 26, 2017

What I do to be kind to myself.


I have berated myself too often.  I am not skinny, smart, talented, or rich enough.  I am not accomplishing enough.  I always felt I had to be using time to create something.  I never let myself rest.  Sometimes, I still feel this way… I am a bit of a workaholic. 

So how am I kind to me?

I spend a lot of money on yoga classes.  I have let go (mostly) of the ego drive to be the best and to accomplish the pose.  After all, I am in class with 20, 30, and 40 year olds.  I really can’t compete –it would be fruitless and I would end up with injuries… and yet,  I think,  I  can’t do it yet.. but maybe.  while I enjoy the challenge of being flexible and strong, I go slower.  My favorite pose is savasana – getting my corpse on… practice for the ultimate rest.
           
Speaking of rest.  Now  I sleep at least 7.5 hours… a lot of times it is 9. On top of that, I am turning into my grandmother; I take naps—whenever I want.
            
All creativity comes out of the void and the space we give ourselves.  When I catch myself falling back –berating myself I remember everything is transitory anyway..

Even ol Tut was robbed and now parts of his stash move around the globe… 

©
July 26, 2017

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