FROST ON THE BRIDGE

~SOULART MUSINGS ~  (Heart and Soul or Soul and Heart)

FROST ON THE BRIDGE  (written in the Fall of 2018)

That was then, this is now

tears shed of what was

passing through the gateway at the rivers bend

to what will now be

the meadow is now icy

where the elk saunter through

the aspen leaves are slowly fading from a green to a golden hue

the sun in its glory starts to fill the sky

it is barely peaking over the hillside’s shoulder

laying out its warmth

lighting up the crown of a tree

and the hips and curves of the rockies

the trees are queiting

sending sap back down

while the sky is blue today, oh my(!)

A sight unseen as of late

barely a cloud to catch the suns early a.m. glows

All is changing

everywhere

as I shiver atop the lichen covered ancient stones

changing with each breath

each tear, 

each rain and dew drop

to reveal what’s on the horizon

I sense the changes will seamlessly 

evolve from deep within

my now peaceful yet vibrant heart

who sings a new song for me

who awakens me in the darkness of the new moon

to share my deepest yearnings

by once again shedding the tears of what has been

My heart awakens with a quickening early this a.m.

to say “listen, listen, I have something to share,

pay heed to my directions”

“walk lightly, more lightly and even more, upon this earth”

“greet every passing tree, stone, brook and bird”

“turn your nose toward the earth vs. snuffing it up and away”  (My soulart musing written in the fall of 2018)

 

These final words are from Sri Gary Olsen:

“Stand tall and stand in the light of surrender

allow the Inner Self to orchestrate all

 and exalt in the glories of the transcendent realities and 

veritable truths that all life stands upon.

Let your true self imbibe deeply in the richness and sweetness

 presently all about within and without.

It is not the destruction of illusion that is desired, but seeing through the illusion – 

which frees our point of view

allowing us to transcend the world of appearances.

The truth of truths can be embraced when one simply 

reverses everything that life has taught one, 

for just the opposite is true.  

We are soul!

And soul is our central reality.

Soul is a divine spark of Anami, the absolute”    **Sri Gary Olsen

 

 ALIGN 

My yoga practice got away from me, this practice I hold so very near and dear 

   this practice of subtle and gross intimacy,  

one that leads to health and self-care.  

 I chose to run, hike, bike, do sit-ups, step-ups, push-ups and a whole lot more. 

  I enjoyed the invigoration, the new challenge, the hard work, and the beautiful great outdoors.  

 My heart and muscles were quick to respond, to listen to my every que,  

yet something was missing, something so close, and as each and every day would pass, where I didn’t have a clue.   

My body started changing, expanding, getting very broad and thick.  

 I was so confused as I was exercising often and hard, where I became so very quick.  

 The missing piece was this intimacy 

this acute awareness, which keeps me true.  

 True to who I am, how I am, in the moment, in the now, connected – to name just a few. 

My knees, foot, and ankle were hurting, 

 my joints popping at every step,  

“what is happening here, this is not very clear, what the heck?”.  

 Without this sacred practice within my daily life,  

everything was getting away from me and causing me great inner strife.  

 As I came back to my own inner practice versus teaching it to everyone around,  

I fell back in love with it, as well as with myself 

and was ready to rebound.  

 I became more attentive to the truth of who I really am 

 to find the sweet, sweet treasures buried deep in my microcosm. 

  Here I sit so extremely grateful and full of appreciation 

 of this sacred practice brought to me           

and practiced once again.   

 

ALL SOUL KNOWS IS TO CONTINUE FLYING 

You lie deep in my heart 

today 

feeling the pain 

rising out of the surreal,  

confusion, shock 

Who am I, where am I, what is my next step? 

stripped, naked, bare, vulnerable, lost 

yet underneath lives the ever-present  

strong and true 

sensing the limitless possibilities 

to awaken out of the rawness 

comradarie, comfort, 

teamwork, ease, 

simple love 

surrounds  

where all naturally falls into place 

for your deep beauty to once again  

be revealed, adorned, shared 

 

ILLUMINATION (anatomy course gleaning) 

Peaks, valleys, rivers, streams with all of their contours, curves and bubbles become plainly revealed  — without a mention of a name; simply allowing that which is most valuable to shine through. 

As with the precious soul in front of me, their subtle nuances are most meaningful, whereby names are only to be used in need of clear communication.   

Compass, maps, memory, intuition, knowledge, feeling sense all assist me to navigate my way through the wilderness while at the same time being open to fully perceiving the layers within the earth’s mantles. 

As I navigate the layered mantles and landscape of this precious soul and body I will now be more confident to open into my newly created senses, inspired by my recent incredible anatomy course from a teacher who demonstrated such expertise (factually) and at the same time embracing the wholeness of our beings.                                                                           

I trust a brilliant gem of spiritual revelation and truth to shine through this vessel (soul) as I now have the confidence to more thoroughly enhance alignment to open the energy pathways creating fuller illumination for all. 

 

(Ancient Lore – Musing Prelude:  Imagine this area where there are live trees, tall burned trees, an avalanche overwhelmed mountainside where logs, trees, branches, boughs, are tangled within one another all the way down to the river and onto the river’s ‘snow bridges’ – and it’s Spring and melting . . . .)

ANCIENT LORE 

Crossing the bridge 

 my body thrilled and pulsed 

elated to be back in the wild 

secluded, connected  

to the trees, rocks, cliffs 

stalagmite formations lean into the mountainside 

The water in its fullest  

with a deep rumble, roar, thundering tune 

bridged with snow and strewn pine crowns  

as logs lay sandwiched amongst one another 

From dainty flowers and bright green tips of new growth on the pine 

to stoic, vulnerable, exposed, raw  

new reality 

As the ancient lore of their stories 

are now laying back onto Mother Earth 

standing tall 

in their wisdom 

They gracefully lay humbled in the wake of the avalanche 

not feeling destroyed, 

just simply onto a new incarnation 

taking their lore and wisdom with 

All could be viewed as devastation 

yet the trees say “no”! 

All is perfect 

 

SILENT LANGUAGE OF THE DIVINE 

the heart of light 

please come hold me tight 

share your love 

guide me through the night 

the whispy feather of a cloud  

beholds a message 

in its thin wing 

therefore be silent to hear it sing 

lit up by the sun, the moon, the stars 

sense the turn around of  

jupiter and mars 

or is it the galaxy  

inside of your own head? 

the antashkaran center  

being placed into bed 

to rest, to wait, to quiet down 

before it splendidly transforms 

and gets turned upside down 

 

CANYON ECHOS

From the depths of the canyon,

I walk away with reciprocal spaciousness

filled with the symphonic sounds of the ancient canyon, its heartbeat, and its creatures,

as well as restoration, acute awareness, comaraderie, love, companionship and sacred sisterhood.

This blend inspired me to tune into my own inner whispers

revealing the threads of my layered self

which are now woven into a strong rope

with a pull towards my highest being.

 

KNOWING 

It is you who has created me to be who I am today 

 it is you with your devotion, support, without hesitation nor delay 

Each and every week, each and every day, fervently attending class after class 

 excited to attend, listen, and learn the yoga play 

To know that I’m honored, cared for, and have a communal tribe 

 fills me with such gratitude, confidence, warmth, love and much more, so very deep inside 

To move about in my community with a back pack full of that 

 elicits the deepest profound satisfaction, contentment, and joy  

where I’m constantly filled to the brim and even overflowing the boundaries of my hat 

My wish is for all of us to be able to imbibe in this tremendous gift  

for all of us to move through life via this communal lift 

 for all of us to succeed in our own organic way 

 to be wrapped up in this knowing each and every day
 

 

 Souls Touching

It is time to say 

goodbye 

to what was 

Change is on the horizon once again 

Change is scary 

resistance natural, 

yet, can it be nurturing? 

 Only time will tell . . . . . . .  

 Times of the past remain 

in each of our hearts 

and lurking within our subconscious 

Initially these impressions return frequently and poignantly 

and then . . . . . . . . .  

 Our souls have touched 

we have known and rekindled this intimacy 

arising from soul 

and this  

remains deeply inside of each one of us  

and this 

I’m entirely grateful for 

 It is o.k. . . . . . . .  

really . . . . . . .  

 Let worry slip away 

embrace adaptability 

to NOW 

move into truth 

toward the direction that has been  

calling 

revealing itself 

moment to moment 

listen . . . . . 

NOW is the time 

 

Margaret – can you simply be? 

Here, now 

This now, the next, 

The one that follows? 

  Let, allow all to transform; 

To lie 

No need to add, subtract, nor multiply 

Question, nor figure out 

It’s all unfolding  

Perfect and in grace 

Organic order  

New and old 

Let Garji whisper the untold. 

 

IN THE HEART OF US

Uniform in breath 

Uniform in motion 

Uniform in sensation 

How do we create such exaltation? 

Allowing our energies to rise high 

to feed the ultimate vibe 

up and through our third eye 

Giving back to the creator 

the pure magic of all of you and I 

What more could we ask for? 

We have it all. 

This ultimate loving union 

which has answered our longing call 

Our gratitude unmistakable 

our Bhakti so great 

where all is delightfully playing out  

to secure our original fate 

We love you Beloved 

you are so very dear 

we strive in every way 

to keep you close and very near 

In the heart of us. 

TRUST

Like the roots which delve deep, extending into mother earth’s skin as weeks, months, or maybe years may pass where all is hidden, not to be unearthed. 

Our time to go silent, dormant, to lie underneath, in the darkness, the cool, which may seem quite brief. 

Here we will discover our genuine selves, our unabiding love, our construct, our transparency, all tucked in like a glove. 

Like the roots whom have courage, perseverance and more, individually we will allow the depths of ourselves to unveil.

Until Spring comes where we will blossom up and truly soar.

And in this phase, please do not be afraid, nor worry, nor doubt; let our love grow and blossom from the inside out.   

DEEP

As we begin to loosen our grip   

 on the passing year, 

these last few introspective months, 

and especially on – 

the less important aspects of the material world, 

we can begin to ‘own’ that we are soul. 

As we begin to free ourselves, 

soul organically attains a new perspective. 

As we transition from darkness to light 

rooting, resting, letting down, unleashing our ‘old’ 

opening to the new 

allowing our consciousness and our concepts to alter, 

without thought or effort 

 our viewpoints rise and blossom. 

A sprout quietly forms  

deep 

 in the womb of our consciousness. 

It is our finely developed awareness 

which catches, nurtures,  

holds and coddles it. 

What is sprouting inside of you?  (written in 2019)

 

FROST ON THE BRIDGE  (written in the Fall of 2019)

That was then, this is now

tears shed of what was

passing through the gateway at the rivers bend

to what will now be

the meadow is now icy

where the elk saunter through

the aspen leaves are slowly fading from a green to a golden hue

the sun in its glory starts to fill the sky

it is barely peaking over the hillside’s shoulder

laying out its warmth

lighting up the crown of a tree

and the hips and curves of the rockies

the trees are queiting

sending sap back down

while the sky is blue today, oh my(!)

A sight unseen as of late

barely a cloud to catch the suns early a.m. glows

All is changing

everywhere

as I shiver atop the lichen covered ancient stones

changing with each breath

each tear, 

each rain and dew drop

to reveal what’s on the horizon

I sense the changes will seamlessly 

evolve from deep within

my now peaceful yet vibrant heart

who sings a new song for me

who awakens me in the darkness of the new moon

to share my deepest yearnings

by once again shedding the tears of what has been

My heart awakens with a quickening early this a.m.

to say “listen, listen, I have something to share,

pay heed to my directions”

“walk lightly, more lightly and even more, upon this earth”

“greet every passing tree, stone, brook and bird”

“turn your nose toward the earth vs. snuffing it up and away”  (My soulart musing written in the fall of 2018)

 

These final words are from Sri Gary Olsen:

“Stand tall and stand in the light of surrender

allow the Inner Self to orchestrate all

 and exalt in the glories of the transcendent realities and 

veritable truths that all life stands upon.

Let your true self imbibe deeply in the richness and sweetness

 presently all about within and without.

It is not the destruction of illusion that is desired, but seeing through the illusion – 

which frees our point of view

allowing us to transcend the world of appearances.

The truth of truths can be embraced when one simply 

reverses everything that life has taught one, 

for just the opposite is true.  

We are soul!

And soul is our central reality.

Soul is a divine spark of Anami, the absolute”    **Sri Gary Olsen

my ‘soulart’ (soul &  heart) musing written in 2019 – prior to the closing of the doors of our downtown studio

WOMB

I finally found my true ’home’ in the ‘room’

Filled with community, closeness, understanding

collective energy, goals, ideals

to hold me, to behold me

Surrounded by all of you (my family)

familiarity, yet ever-changing

Filled with constant creativity and newness

as we bounce back and forth

from our surface enticements

to bodily movements

to inner recognitions

In quiet resolve

all wrapped within love

while we’re tucked in the womb of the orange walls

following our truth

surrounded by unconditional acceptance and care

which gently breathes into the surface

as we move

Settling into the peace

and harmony of who we truly are

Together