Monday, December 3, 2012
Fragrance For Free
Fragrance For Free
© Judith Froemming 2012
"A river loves being a wanderer,
a tree loves being leaved,
the sun loves throwing out diamonds,
© Judith Froemming 2012
"A river loves being a wanderer,
a tree loves being leaved,
the sun loves throwing out diamonds,
and flowers are fragrant for free.
Flowers bloom when watered,
trees green in the sun,
the sun guides the planets,
and the river returns us to One."
photo by A Space of Grace
Flowers bloom when watered,
trees green in the sun,
the sun guides the planets,
and the river returns us to One."
photo by A Space of Grace
Loving Hush
Loving Hush
© Judith Froemming 2012
"The story is deeply drawn,
across our time and space;
you can keep all your treasures,
© Judith Froemming 2012
"The story is deeply drawn,
across our time and space;
you can keep all your treasures,
preserve your young face.
This illusion claims power,
to save you a place,
yet no matter the promise,
there's no winning this race.
There's nothing to do,
there's no where to rush,
A million years are yours,
in each moment of Love's hush."
Fall Abstract
photo by Bryan Hansel Photography
This illusion claims power,
to save you a place,
yet no matter the promise,
there's no winning this race.
There's nothing to do,
there's no where to rush,
A million years are yours,
in each moment of Love's hush."
Fall Abstract
photo by Bryan Hansel Photography
End The Lie
End The Lie
© Judith Froemming 2012
"I wandered after some dream;
golden threads and star-dusted wine.
One million miles from true north,
© Judith Froemming 2012
"I wandered after some dream;
golden threads and star-dusted wine.
One million miles from true north,
my skin fell off and I lost my shine.
The Con-troll drooled for my only heart,
wet head pressed on cold, dark stone,
shaking bones sucked desert dry,
'told-you-so' voices sourly droned.
Time to let go the illusion,
give up the compulsion to climb,
in one waking, illumined moment,
truth tells me Love is still mine.
Tears of release pour from the sky,
quench my bones and wash my eye.
Skinless, transparent, shimmering with light,
walk out of the drought and end the lie."
photo by Giuseppe Pasquali
Todo sobre Neruda y los poetas
The Con-troll drooled for my only heart,
wet head pressed on cold, dark stone,
shaking bones sucked desert dry,
'told-you-so' voices sourly droned.
Time to let go the illusion,
give up the compulsion to climb,
in one waking, illumined moment,
truth tells me Love is still mine.
Tears of release pour from the sky,
quench my bones and wash my eye.
Skinless, transparent, shimmering with light,
walk out of the drought and end the lie."
photo by Giuseppe Pasquali
Todo sobre Neruda y los poetas
Recalling Rest
Recalling Rest
© Judith Froemming 2012
"My head was turned by your sweet, ripe sun,
I thought you'd left me, fields to run.
Oh wintersong, you're back to see,
© Judith Froemming 2012
"My head was turned by your sweet, ripe sun,
I thought you'd left me, fields to run.
Oh wintersong, you're back to see,
Love's silent timbre set me free.
You're floating down in luminous gown,
sprinkling wisdom all around.
Recalling rest, blankets deep,
until birds of green wake my sleep."
photo by Spereuch Saint
You're floating down in luminous gown,
sprinkling wisdom all around.
Recalling rest, blankets deep,
until birds of green wake my sleep."
photo by Spereuch Saint
Loving As Art
Loving As Art
© Judith Froemming 2012
"I notice
I create a lot more joy,
by expanding the playground,
© Judith Froemming 2012
"I notice
I create a lot more joy,
by expanding the playground,
and sharing the toys.
I notice
I create equanimity,
by quieting the mind,
and traveling belief-free.
I notice
I create compassion of heart,
through Original Blessing,
and Loving, as art."
photo by Jung Hwa Yoo
I notice
I create equanimity,
by quieting the mind,
and traveling belief-free.
I notice
I create compassion of heart,
through Original Blessing,
and Loving, as art."
photo by Jung Hwa Yoo
Sunday, December 2, 2012
The Way of the Tree
The Way of the Tree
© Judith Froemming 2012
"One day, many years ago,
© Judith Froemming 2012
"One day, many years ago,
I was walking in the woods and noticed
that a
beautiful red leaf was beginning it's spiraling descent
from a nearly
full, ripe tree.
I thought sadly,
'Why do the trees have to lose their beautiful leaves?'
To my surprise, I heard the tree say to me,
'Look around you,
do you see even one tree reaching down to grasp after it's leaves?'
I slowly looked around and confessed,
do you see even one tree reaching down to grasp after it's leaves?'
I slowly looked around and confessed,
'No, I do not.'
Then the tree quietly said,
'Let go. Trust the process.'
So I did.
Then the tree quietly said,
'Let go. Trust the process.'
So I did.
I heard the wisdom in the falling silence,
and remembered,
'I am that.'
I continue in the Way of the Tree to this very day."
photo by 'Let me know, I'm so grateful'
Only Presence
Only Presence
© Judith Froemming 2012
"No matter how fast the runner,
No matter how high the flight,
how many closets are stuffed,
© Judith Froemming 2012
"No matter how fast the runner,
No matter how high the flight,
how many closets are stuffed,
how forcefully beliefs collide,
not one can end the suffering,
not one can bring the peace,
not one can open a closed heart,
only presence brings release."
photo by Ben Gilberti
not one can bring the peace,
not one can open a closed heart,
only presence brings release."
photo by Ben Gilberti
Answer or Question?
Answer or Question?
© Judith Froemming 2012
Am I drop or rain?
Am I fish or ocean?
Am I tree or sap?
© Judith Froemming 2012
Am I drop or rain?
Am I fish or ocean?
Am I tree or sap?
Am I wave or motion?
Am I answer or question?
Am I unseen or seen?
Am I chaos or calm?
Yes, and everything in between."
photo by Did You Know?
Am I answer or question?
Am I unseen or seen?
Am I chaos or calm?
Yes, and everything in between."
photo by Did You Know?
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