Contrary as it may seem, my idea for signing up to Twitter was to use it as a practice tool for writing concisely, more so than meeting anyone. With its 140 character limit, it encourages clarity.
Gratefully I’ve met some truly creative and inspiring people.
Such as Oriana Green (twitter.com/naturespirits), who has an extremely warm and inviting site at greenmeditations.com where she shares keen insights and meditations enhanced with her photography and graphic skills, and an infinite creativity and craftiness.
Recently Oriana mentioned a full moon with a link to her site. As an owl, I had to follow. Upon arriving, I was greeted to her post entitled; “full-moon confession, my life as a lunatic.”
As I read her story with lovely graphic enhancements, and then the comments of other readers, a sense of commonality and community flowed through me. All these years holding secret my companionship with the moon, and here were others expressing and sharing such feelings and experiences!
Almost giddily I began a comment to her post, much as I’ve heard that 12-step programs begin… and, then… it turned into a new song which I have today put to music, with only a few minor adjustments. If you will indulge me…
Hello. I am Owl.
And, I am a luni.
Alas, be it of no great surprise,
the moon is my Grandmother
who attunes me each night.
What would you expect of an Owl, might you ponder.
Hear not the night’s symphony? Owls’ silent flight yonder?
So in honor and confession, do I now reveal,
a sacred pact kept silent, vaulted and sealed.
Ode to Grandmother Moon
Out of the darkness,
she came from afar,
And she lighted my way,
touched me deep in my heart.
Though no words need she say,
I knew just who she was,
Come to call me back home,
embraced in her love.
Oh how I have longed,
how much I have prayed,
that this moment would come,
when day passeth away.
Now she calls me to let loose,
no more shall I hold,
Her light leads my way,
and my heart she renews.
In the darkness of twilight,
stars come into view,
Grandmother has come again,
guides me deeper in-tune.
Shining Star, you are my home.
From so far, we have grown.
Shining Star, I know it’s true.
forever and always, I love you.
Copyright © 2009 – GreatOwl
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Although we may feel alone in our ponderings, we are not. I felt so alone at 19, then I came upon a performance art troupe who changed my outlook on life. I understood then that I was not alone. Others before me have understood life as I have, and their blessing on my life is that they have had a chance to share their understanding with me. And I have grown. Now I can share with others. All life is a blessing.
Hi Jessica. Thank you so much for visiting and sharing your experiences. It is so true, we are never alone. Much as the performance art troupe and friends assisted you, once I began awakening to within the mental misconceptions gave way to understanding and joy.
Thank you for the blessing of your sharing. I honor the radiance you are. Namaste’ and blessings to you!
Great Owl, I am honored to have helped you in some small way to create this beautiful poem…that’s what is so exciting about the Internet, this new flat earth, that two people a continent apart who will most likely never meet, can share and enrich each other’s lives–and beyond. I send you bright blessings from the left coast on your new blog.
~Oriana
Hi Oriana! Thank you for binging it out of me! It’s all set to music now too. I’m finding that’s what its all about. It’s as if we each have these pieces to the puzzle, which are whole unto themselves, but through interactions it brings them to surface that a fuller picture can be viewed. As with the medicine wheel, the directions all converge at the center, but the sacred hoop encompasses it all. Blessings from the east coast to the west coast, my friend.
How Beautiful! It is such a Blessings to connect with Lovely people, such as yourself, through the internet. I have been so Grateful for the gifts it brings.
“Only through our connectedness to others can we really know and enhance the self. And only through working on the self can we begin to enhance our connectedness to others.” ~Harriet Goldhor Lerner~
Brightest Blessings
Antonia, thank you so much for visiting! I have admired your photography and insightful sharing from afar. We owls do that you know *giggle* The quote you share is so very true. It felt as eternity to walk the solo sojourn of self discovery. And it was not without trepidation to step-out into the open. Yet, only gratitude and blessings fill me from the connections being formed with heart-lights as yourself.
Blessings to you!
Soft sigh. For there is a yearning within to write poetry. And still – only the rhythm of prose does present itself. My heart can hear music that my hands cannot write, tho’ my voice sometimes captures the melody embedded within, if not the harmony. And when my ears do hear the symphony, my soul gently gives a soft sigh, wishing for more.
Now Gayle, I have read your tweets, blog and messages, and you absolutely *do* write poetry, straight from the heart! Shine on!