The view this morning in Greater Victoria BC. January 15, 2020.
Many identify with their bodies
and bloodlines of ancestries-
human tribes, races, monkeys,
single cells of primordial seas,
adaptations and mutations,
experiments of ETs,
stardust of supernovas,
atoms and frequencies…
Myself? That and more I see.
More than our physical body,
we are process and progeny
of Life’s divinely creative Energy-
countless evolving expressions,
changing eternally, interconnected,
as with our ‘Ancestry’.
(January 8, 2020- Shelley Wilson)
Sending best wishes to all.
May you write your life with
May you draw freely from
a grateful heart.
May you paint and sculpt and weave
your precious days
with the music of your Soul.
May you gift yourself the Present
as your Yesterdays depart
creating your Tomorrows
with Spirit in your art.
Shelley Wilson- December 24, 2019
a poet’s perception
I’ve forgotten the original title I gave it and don’t know what to call it now 🙂
To be read from the bottom upwards
Santa and Satan,
Good and Evil,
Joy and Strife,
our Childhood Myths
brought to life
in minds and hearts
by so many beings
playing their parts,
we’ve just made them up…
(Shelley Wilson- Nov. 30, 2019)
“We weep the loss of those held dear.
We hold their memory with our tears,
with flowers and stones
that honour their names,
releasing their bodies to earth,
to water, to air and to flames.
We note the dates of their births and deaths
with comforting words to those they’ve left.
Were they loving? Were they kind?
What were the things they left behind?
How did they define their life and worth?
We celebrate and mourn with grief
repeating inherited or chosen beliefs
as words of power to banish fears-
knowing our turn,too, is drawing near.
Were we loving? Were we kind?
What were the things we left behind?
What defined our values and our worth
co-creating our life on Earth?”
(excerpt from Those Held Dear
a poem I wrote in June 2013)
Shelley A. Wilson
When dread of danger haunts you here,
when terror and trauma stalk your days,
remember your Spirit’s many ways
of guiding you out of a world of fear…
Disregard hatred’s many violent voices
of death and destruction far or near.
Walk with what you hold most dear
of Life, of Love, of Freedom’s choices…
Show others a different way to fight
fear’s intolerance and aggression’s greed,
unquestioned beliefs and delusional need,
endless wars of sorrow, grief and fright…
With free and living souls unite
beyond borders of races and nations,
politics, religions and social stations.
Transform humanity’s desperate plight…
Be a guiding light of priceless worth
when dark deeds fill Earth’s nights and days.
Remember reverence for Life always…
Be the courage to free and bless all Earth!
(May 2004- Jan. 2018- Oct. 2019)
Shelley A. Wilson
The Robot told me
“You are simply numbers
and key words,
frequencies and patterns,
consumers and collectors
of our Technology.
You watched slowly
but didn’t see
how swiftly and completely
we dominated you-
in our Quiet Revolution-
A. I. replacing H. I.
in our Machine World. ”
(October 9, 2019-
Shelley A. Wilson)
‘Salubrious’ is my new favourite word. It tastes delicious as it moves about the mouth while one speaks it. Yesterday my daughter and I enjoyed a salubrious stroll along the Gorge Waterway. The air was positively salubrious as I fed it this nourishing word along the way. 😁