from ACIM, A Course in Miracles.
Infinite patience produces immediate results.
Wednesday, October 21, 2020
Monday, October 5, 2020
Scrapbook - Poem for You
Scrapbook
And here in the
scrapbook of my love,
letters, and treasured
memories, I hold dear
a snapshot of you,
leaning in, listening,
paying attention to me.
The look on our faces.
Yours then.
Mine now.
Precious.
…
David L White
Poem for Amelia
October 4, 2020
5:25 AM
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Thursday, October 1, 2020
Magic Words
Magic Words
The gift that keeps on giving;
a poem that may or may not
be done. Add a word?
Maybe.
Magic.
…
David L White
Poem
October 01, 2020
Sunday, September 13, 2020
Mood moving
re: Friday, September 11, 2020
I'm darting around behind
commemorations hoping to
not be seen.
My trumpet is in the shop
getting waxed and buffed.
I'm not feeling the tune.
A beautiful gray day.
A poem by P.J. Rockwell scrolls by.
I cried. I'll show you where.
What if nothing else ?
This. Only. No more.
A song by Willie pops up in my face.
Something about the ease of older age.
Nothing matters.
Except I cried.
Again.
Had enough.
Blessed.
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David L White
Poem parts
Friday, September 11, 2020
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Posted with permission.
P.J. Rockwell
September 13, 2018 ·
THE LOST KISS
i approach your face with mine
at that oblique angle indicating
parting friends that kiss the air
next to a cheek turned just so,
doing this with all the passion
of a city clerk filling out a land
deed or transferring some title
that specifically outlines every
boundary between properties.
this seems fair. like the shared
air we breathe in the moments
as brief as comfort allows, but
shallow too just as our mutual
expectations in love assuring
us how safe such conditional
affections can be. yet oh how
i miss the lost kiss, passions
unrestrained as a child's joy
at anything new. or perhaps
this is what we are seeking,
to replace past puberty and
its demands. the unabashed
return to the thrill of playing,
the flutter in the stomach as
the swing hits the peak and
we hope to stay forever like
my lips do now not wanting
to leave your face or its air.
9/13/18
pj rockwell
262/365
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It Gets Easier
by Willie Nelson
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NTiFS9g-v_o
https://mojim.com/usy106711x42x10.htm
It gets easier, as we get older
It gets easier to say "not today"
It gets easier, as we get older
To say "go away, not today"
I don't have to do
One damn thing
That I don't want to do
Except for missing you
And that won't go away
It gets easier to say "some other time"
It gets easier to tell the world to wait
It gets easier to watch the world fly by
And tell it, "I will catch up, but not today"
I don't have to do
One damn thing
That I don't want to do
Except for missing you
And that won't go away
Except for missing you
And that won't go away
Source: LyricFind
Songwriters: Buddy Cannon / Willie Nelson
It Gets Easier lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, BMG Rights Management
Friday, September 4, 2020
Sunday, August 30, 2020
Elsewhere Apparently
Elsewhere Apparently
Link to spoken word. Click here.
Elsewhere Apparently
More frequently I find myself safe and sound
with here and now … on purpose
Look about and breathe
Elsewhere apparently. Could have fooled me
Resting and recuperating from excessive internal
and external explanations, demanding descriptions,
and definitions, of everything that is not - apparently
- here and now
Content, happy, and satisfied enough with this
self life story; multi-dimensional, eternal, ephemeral.
Here again, here again, now, now, now.
Elsewhere apparently. Could have fooled me
And you? How I would love to sit with you and see
your smiling eyes, go for the giggle and guffaw,
you know how we do.
To see your favorite color. Hear your long full name.
Smell, touch, taste, the stories of your many
collections; people, places, things …. that
Elsewhere apparently. Could’ve fooled me
Editing the ending: How I would love to sit with you,
simplifies to: I love you, and as you and I fall away,
there is little left but love - here again, now.
...
David L White
August 30 - Sept. 19, 2020
Sunday forever poem
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Tuesday, August 25, 2020
Trifles and palettes
Stand up art on scored and folded 140# Canson. I call them Trifles. They mail in an A2 envelope. I’m expanding my new Daniel Smith Essentials into a Mijello Fusion as well as a John Pike Big Well palette.
Sunday, August 23, 2020
Guided Hug Meditation
Hi. My name is David L White.
Glad to be here with you.
More, if you wish, at David L White .ORG
I’d like to share two minutes with you…
We are collecting three memories to share
over three breaths or a minute - whatever feels best.
You are safe and sound in the here and now, yes?
Wonderful. Relax. Feel your breath.
Feel your chest rise and fall.
Let your shoulders drop.
Bring to mind a time of great joy.
Smile at the memory.
Smiling, feel your eyebrows and forehead loosen. Relax.
If you feel safe you may close your eyes if you wish.
To your memory of joy add a time of awesome wonder or beauty.
Gentle breath.
And Love. Remember love? Remember great love? Oh, my my.
Deep and gentle, we are going to take three full breaths in and out.
Pull your tummy at the end of exhale for more room to inhale.
At the peak of inhalation, remember the joy, the wonder, and the love.
Exhaling, one at a time, let the memory melt down slowly throughout your entire body.
Three wonderful memories shared over three breaths.
I am done talking now for a minute.
Let's begin.
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Thanks. I feel better already.
Call it what you will; energy work, healing, etc.
Thanks for the hug.
Many Blessings,
David L White
www.davidlwhite.org
P.S. "This recipe works better with a pinch of love.”
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