We Feel Our Way

I am such a sentimental, romantic, idealistic dreamer.  I absolutely love unconditional love.  I don't always understand the lack of it and that has shaken me to the core.

Understanding that life is a mystery brings unconditional love to a majestic place.  It just stands alone and yet it touches and emanates from every soul to some extent, or another.  Not everyone is comfortable with unconditional love.  They think it must be conditional.  They think that because deep down they do not unconditionally love themselves and it shows.  It's quite evident.  

If you truly understand that love exists in your darkest shadows, then you are standing in your full power especially when you soothe those shadows with more love.  It's a process of evolution and the shadow is the best place to start.  But, most will not go there.  Most believe it will be too painful, or  just believe there is no need.  They believe that it's okay to feel badly, everybody is doing it.  But, it's not okay.  Who wants to feel badly all the time about anything?

Love is always the elixir for me.  Finding beauty and being able to transmute anything that isn't serving the highest level of my existence to love becomes the game I play avidly.  It really is a game and we can become quite proficient at it.  But, it begins and ends with self love.

Listen to the song I posted below and look lovingly at yourself.  Can you?  Can you stare, or do you need to look away?  Why?  What is it?   How do you feel when you see your reflection?  How do you feel when you see your body?  How do you feel when you look outside of yourself at your relationships?  Are you truthful?  Honest?  Loving?  Or, do you pretend?

Honesty lets the love light in but consciousness is the first to arrive, flipping the switch to have a look see.  If you don't like what you see, do not judge.  Soothe with love.  Accept.  Forgive.  Be kind to yourself.  Watch your self chatter.  Watch you chatter about others.  Are you bitter?  Are you jealous?  Are you judgmental?  Are you sarcastic and cynical?

It's okay if you are and if you love the way this thinking makes you feel.  It's okay if your philosophy is making others happy and kinder.  But, if your thinking creates more static, more negativity, more disconnection, than perhaps a little unconditional love is what you need.

Just sit and take a deep breath.  Do not judge yourself, or anyone else.  Just be.  Allow.  Become the non-attached observer and see all that there is to see.  Perspective is important here.  Looking through a straw at the world will allow only the tiniest bit of light to flow but broaden your view and compassion will surely arrive in tall order.

Non-attached is the operative word here.  This means no judgement.  Just observe.  Watch the mind and how it calculates many outcomes.  These are just options.  You always get to choose from the menu.  The mind is a computer but the heart...the heart is a love pumping machine.  Connect these two and then look at your options again.  

How do you feel?  The goal is to feel good, inside and out.  The goal is to make others feel good in your presence.

Surely looking through the eyes of non-judgment and unconditional love for self first is key.  Doing your own healing work and raising your vibration to the highest level possible will resonate out into and back out of the multiverse.  

You are emitting a frequency for sure.  

Make sure it's the best possible frequency you can emit.  

I choose love.  I always choose love.  But, if you know a better way, I am open to hearing about it.

Keepers of Light and Love

written by Maria L. Gattuso

We understand love songs

and love letters

and long

drawn out goodbyes

We understand the hand 

that never shakes

never touches

never feels

The tips of fingers revel in their knowing

to feel is to live

they understand what

touching a beating heart can do

All the while 

the busy mind tries to figure it all out

 in a pdf file format

repeating what it has heard until we gain control

Our light and love eternally, easily and effortlessly

soothe and comfort

the soul's knowing

 and it is truth unto itself

Breath is damp and purposeful

It is born in the darkness and 

expels in the light of creation

It is born and born again

Like the truth on our lips, 

the sound of

our alchemic magic

our resonance

But who is speaking

what is going

to and from 

miraculous spirit humans

Who is willing 

to understand these mysteries

 Who is willing 

to dive into their own depth to see

Surely this knowing is holy

to the keepers of light and love

Surely this wanting is stored

in the bliss of your own holy kiss

It is all stored holy in our void 

 It is all stored holy in our love for this life

It is stored holy in our light of day always

We just have to want to wake up to the perfection of it

It is good to breathe in love, 

It is good to love one another and 

It is good to feel our way

to exhale love unconditionally

#thisisit

Love Poem

Photography and Poetry 

by Maria L. Gattuso

I need you

to know

the sun hasn't set

on my love for you

I search my days

for just a glimpse

of how you used

to feel

In my arms

on my lips

in my heart

and soul

You went there

and now I can't

find my way

home

Your my map and

treasure

you stole my heart

completely

I can't just

flip the switch

you're in my

blood and water

My eyes 

see you everywhere

everywhere

but near me

If I get the chance

I will take you

I will melt your heart 

back into mine

When you see you

you will see me again

we will be as one

as before

But this time 

it will last forever

Embracing The Mystery

Continuing the search. Continuing the love story...this longing.

What is this longing? Take the time, won't you please.

We Belong To The Beloved

Tree From Seed, Spring 2009

Photo Taken by me

"Silence is the great teacher,
and to learn its lessons you must pay attention to it.
There is no substitute for the creative inspiration,

knowledge, and stability that come from knowing

how to contact your core of inner silence.

The great Sufi poet Rumi wrote,

'Only let the moving waters calm down,

and the sun and moon will be reflected

on the surface of your being."

Deepak Chopra

I love being a student of life. I love all the delicious information that stokes my fire. I've stopped wondering why I am the way I am and I've learned to embrace it. I've learned to love myself. It's definitely different. I was used to dismissing myself or ignoring my heart or denying myself. That just made me frustrated and then I became a frustration to others getting the exact opposite of what I really wanted deep down inside. When we start to realize that we reap what we sow, we start to become more mindful of what we're sowing.

For instance, if I start my day before I even get out of bed with an attitude of indifference or worse, an attitude of dread, the day will be spent sending subliminal messages to the universe that this is going to be one of the worst days of my life. So, the universe obliges me and as soon as I get out of bed, the drama begins. I begin to orchestrate the worst day of my life unconsciously. I haven't realized yet that the words that I repeat to myself on a daily basis are like seeds to the dirt of the day. First I choose them, then I plant them, the universe waters them and I wind up with a crop load of "I'm always late", "things never go right for me", "I always burn the coffee", "my boss can't stand me and I'll probably get fired today", "my kids are always sick", "my car never starts", "I never get a parking space", "I always get migraines on Tuesdays"....

The opposite of that is also true. If I start my day with conscious intention and gratitude the rest seems to fall into place. When I'm grateful for my life I want to live it better. I want to live it fuller. I want to be expecting a positive report for all of my hard work and effort.

The following is a transcript of part of an interview with Dr. Joe Dispenza in What the BLEEP Do We Know! If you've not seen this film yet, please check it out.

"I wake up in the morning and I consciously create my day the way I want it to happen. Now sometimes, because my mind is examining all the things that I need to get done, it takes me a little bit to settle down and get to the point of where I'm actually intentionally creating my day. But here's the thing: When I create my day and out of nowhere little things happen that are so unexplainable, I know that they are the process or the result of my creation. And the more I do that, the more I build a neural net in my brain that I accept that that's possible. (This) gives me the power and the incentive to do it the next day.

"So if we're consciously designing our destiny, and if we're consciously from a spiritual standpoint throwing in with the idea that our thoughts can affect our reality or affect our life -- because reality equals life -- then I have this little pact that I have when I create my day. I say, 'I'm taking this time to create my day and I'm infecting the quantum field. Now if (it) is in fact the observer's watching me the whole time that I'm doing this and there is a spiritual aspect to myself, then show me a sign today that you paid attention to any one of these things that I created, and bring them in a way that I won't expect, so I'm as surprised at my ability to be able to experience these things. And make it so that I have no doubt that it's come from you,' and so I live my life, in a sense, all day long thinking about being a genius or thinking about being the glory and the power of God or thinking about being unconditional love.

"I'll use living as a genius, for example. And as I do that during parts of the day, I'll have thoughts that are so amazing, that cause a chill in my physical body, that have come from nowhere. But then I remember that that thought has an associated energy that's produced an effect in my physical body. Now that's a subjective experience, but the truth is is that I don't think that unless I was creating my day to have unlimited thought, that that thought would come."

So tomorrow, when you rise in the morning stop, take a few minutes with conscious intention to plan your day. Please, plan it with positive thoughts. Skip the negative at all costs. Get into the habit of living consciously and see what changes after a day, a week, a month. See if you or your friends and relatives notice a change in you. When you set about your life with deliberate convictions of the positive kind, you will very likely be pleased with your results. It takes practice so don't give up. If you have been a pessimistic person, you will need to retrain your brain. But the good news is that if you're just discovering this about yourself, you can begin to change and ultimately your life will manifest the change you want to see.

We are way more powerful than we think we are. Our thoughts are way more powerful than we think they are. Thankfully, the universe knows this and is still affording us time to change our thinking for the better.

This clip is of a work by one of my favorite poets, Jalaluddin Rumi.



This clip is from one of my favorite teachers, Deepak Chopra.

The Time Will Come

the time will come

when with elation

you will greet yourself

arriving

at your own door

in your own mirror

and each will smile

at the others welcome

and say "sit here"

"eat"

you will love again the stranger who was yourself

give wine

give bread

give back your heart to itself

to the stranger who has loved you all your life

whom you ignored for another

who knows you by heart

take down the love letters from the bookshelf

the photographs

the desperate notes

peel your own image from the mirror

sit

feast on your life



anonymous

The Joy To Be

Evolve or die trying

Find your inner eye

Say yes to now so as not

to become your inner suffering

Your thoughts have no power over you

If you only knew

Its always been inside, the ability

To get through the density

And bring yourself back

Through transcendence

Suffer through

Consciously

Now

Allow and accept

The joy to be

Break free

You are not what you possess

You are not your physical body

You are not your thoughts

Awaken

You are your resistance

To change

To life

To self

To divinity, inner peace and grace

Written by: me

Masquerade

Written by me - 10.5.07

I can see your profile
The mask you're wearing

It partially hides nonetheless
Your heartless and blank staring

Why are you pretending
It doesn't hurt that much

The sting is obvious
Anger the crutch

Telling yourself you're not in pain
Everyone thinks you're close to insane

You're killing yourself now
In everything you do

It's not you against them
It's you against you

Your portrayal deceives you
No one believes you

Stop pretending you don't know
Stop pretending you don't care
Stop pretending you're in control
Stop pretending you're not frail

Baby boy is broken
Into tiny little pieces, you

Are not too old to be told the time has come
Put down your head and rest some

We'll pick them up one by one
We'll move on from what's been done

The pieces are not too many to mend and to hold
C'mon young man, you're not too old

You're just in time for the mirrors reflection
All the hurt, all the rejection

When a kiss and a hug
Was all the situation needed

But your knee jerk reaction
A shoulder shrug pleading

Away from the inevitable
Seaming of the soul

It seems the years
Have taken their toll

The walls are higher than you ever intended
impenetrable as planned, anger-hate blended

Love can't get through
It's more than most can stand

Safe and secure
In the cocoon you've spun

With less than silken threads
You're not getting it done

Dissolving before our eyes
The barricade is breaking

Into tiny little pieces
Too many to hold

Hands growing cold
As cold as your heart

Pleading with it's rhythm
Stop, stop, start, start

Which will it be today
How long can you stay

In your skin
in the fray

Of yesterday's memory
It's stealing today

And you're persecuting the world

You say no
You've got a long way to go

Everyone else hasn't got a clue
But it’s still you against you

Inside your suffering soul
There's limitless strength
Beneath the jaded anger

channeling through

please don't let me flounder

in this moment

in the moonlight

in my hunger


I'm trying to understand and

make manifest my plans

by waving away fear and pain

and telling hard truths today


just like yesterday's searching

still rehearsing

patterns of thought that lead

or misdirect


to truth

to future

to freedom

to love now


it completes me somehow

confuses me too

channeling through

to the other side of understanding


best slow it down some

since listening is key and

creation is found in stillness

Am I wanting too much


or will it all come to me

Thin Airs

Thin Airs
Written by Maria L. Pomponio

Masquerade
Fading into thin airs
Who cares truly anyway
Which mask is worn
When eyes never lie
Magnified by glass houses
Worn like costumes

Perfection hides behind those noisy walls

But the clock is ticking
Every beats been counted
And it’s the drummers last solo
He takes his cue as
The pale champagne pours and
Toasts break like glass slippers

We’ve all worn that shoe before

Some fitting better than others
The unmistakable wear and tare
The worn torn soul
This pair not treading lightly
Running into brick walls
Waltzing into eight figures
And long circles

Never really getting anywhere

We’ve all been there before taking
Time for a change of scenery
To match the costume changes as
Solar plexus butterflies come right on time
Before the real dialogue begins

Still perfectly orchestrated

Like the tempo the drummer still keeps
Down on the base beat
Moving feet right past
The note of the last song

Pretends over now,

you've missed it
There’s right

and then there’s wrong

The Universe That Is You

Written by Me 9.21.2006

You were made complete
Whoever you are
From the very start
Like the very first star

You shimmer and shine
With all of Gods' glory
In this vast cosmos
In the whole of Gods' story

Which is quite mysterious
The universe that is you
With all of its challenges
You persevere through

To spirit, with instinct,
Divinity and drive
We live this life
Side by side

Through galaxies
Of love and warfare
Cool and hot to the touch

Ask for what you want
You can never ask for too much

So warm the land
With the sun in your hand
Time is an illusion,

Sand can't stand

Or hold on until tomorrow

This is the day, give up your sorrow

And follow your inner bliss

Make a conscious miraculous list

of all that you'll create

This is the day

Don't hesitate

To know what you possess...

You possess all that is essential
You yourself are quite essential
In fulfilling the Holy mysteries
Provincially

So what do I know?

I know that life is really all about this moment. Recognizing, paying attention to, living in and accepting the stillness of this moment.

This moment though, is filled with physical mind vapors and sensations that can drive anyone to distraction. I can hear and feel my heart beating, my body breathing, my blood flowing. I am aware of the movement of the air in the room whether it be still or moving (which right now, it's doing both). I can hear the music playing although I've not turned on the receiver - and my constant conditioned thought patterns are saturating...what I have to do, where I have to go, what I am to be...I am drowned out by the droning.

Can I live inside the stillness of this moment despite the constant barrage of sensations. Can I find sovereignty who stands behind in silence? Can I become one with the ultimate observer?

And what of the world at large, is it too late since it is all about the antithesis. It never stops. It's taken all these years to learn what's been done. Let's hope there is still plenty of time left to undo it.

Being in the world and not of it...the first in a long line of recognition.

Before I saw it

I knew it would be good

this morning's light

as she casts herself

in peacock feathered light beams

she knows

I am one with her shadows

subtly moving

a thousand trees

speaking from the stillness

slightly swaying, saying

you can not fathom

what's just beneath the surface

just know

there is so much more

and as I compose

poetic images

from vibrations

the trees

knowing the thoughts in my head

snap their collective fingers

in approval

as I walk by

the robins have returned

and answered me

when I questioned

their whereabouts

posing eagerly for photos

bursting back into life

like springtime

in this moment

Einstein Intuitiveness

Written by me...2003

The great mystery can be obtained through egotistic secularism, why not? The wells run deep into purification and sanctification and run deep for that purpose.

Defensive religious demagoguery is still a gathering and a wellspring of opportunity. And yes, they stare at His Holy intrinsic value not quite knowing what to make of Him.

A harvest to be reaped some see. Others see the back breaking turning of the soil for weeks on end before and yet others see the back breaking pruning for weeks on end after.

And yet others know that when planting begins, He speaks esoteric words that fall like metamorphosis into His soil.

Now, gauging how things grow through egotistic secularism and knowing the impetus is in place, Nirvana may take some time in coming, but when it comes it comes like Zen in tangerine tambourines and mind blowing midnight tangos.

So begins those kaleidoscopic moons and with Einstein intuitiveness, seeds greet the sun filled mornings. Their days are spent taking rides on the river of universal wisdom, every once in a while even walking on the water.

Now, seeing clearly to step on the pedagogy and over turn the money changers tables in the temple, they make room for imitations and hold them in the light, so that the potter can bring out even their authentic purpose.

The true ineffable power and presence of life living love has made it this way. The available to all banquet is filled with the Queen’s homemade soul food which causes all to be nurtured.

The platters of spiritual dynamics, the bowls of community and tolerance and standard side dishes of honor and glory with many courses of love and devotion, cause to grow despite their obscurity.

And the radiance of forgiveness and the gifts of gratitude demystify and return their magnificence, increasing awareness and strengthening centers, clarifying purposes and transforming inner demons.

Psycho spiritual resources of mythology, dreams and storytelling days are over. The prophets have spoken and the word of compassion is the depth your soul knows.

But beware, what we resist persists. The dueling dualisms are real but reenchantment is at the spiral nebula and the impetus is in place.

A Real Terror Threat

Written by: Maria L. Pomponio


We’re not safe they say
But we are safer - wait - I’m confused

Perhaps we’ve been infiltrated from the inside out
From top to bottom, from the White House to the Refineries

Like we knew we would be because everyone’s got their Judas
Starting with the King

Why shouldn’t the first kiss come from the first family
It makes too much sense

This hypocrisy that is ours

At least the first Judas hung himself
When he realized his blood soaked hands

But our troops are still dying

And this leader pleads for just a few more coins
To bury in the first bunker in case of a real terror threat

Love Souls Embrace

Maria's Photo

Love Souls Embrace
WRITTEN BY ME...

The message is clear
Pay close attention now
The answer is in the wind and shadow play
The secret dwells in rose petals and banana peels

The prophetic
glows on the tip of a campfire branch
It will not be denied
But it is sometimes overlooked

Like those old wise oaks just outside your window
Who watch your life and laugh and cry
As they silently pray with you each day
And catch Holy tones from Church bells off in the distance

Careful contemplation . . .
It usually happens during some roadside frustration
- you get information through radio messages
and interesting flight patterns in geese.