I ... entered the poem of life, whose purpose is ... simply to witness the beauties of the world,
to discover the many forms that love can take. (Barabara Blackman in 'Glass After Glass')

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15 May 2014

On Deciding to Be a Reiki Master

I got up early
just before dawn;
turned the volume loud,
put the music on.

"Amazing Grace!"
All on my own, 
I danced and sang
to the rising sun.

Although from birth
we wake to fear,
finding my path
brought a joyous morn —

A flood to drown
fear of pain, fear of death.


P.S. This happened in 1988. I have been a Reiki Master since 1992.

Submitted for Poetic Asides bref double challenge and to dVerse's 
Those Pesky Questions: Describe a morning you woke without fear.

15 comments:

  1. music is so freeing... so is dancing like no one is around... smiles

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  2. I. Love. This.Poem. I can see you dancing for joy.

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  3. I love the dancing and singing to the rising sun ~

    Just a question though, is the last line supposed to be:

    free of pain, free of death

    Have a wonderful week ~

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    1. No,Grace, though I take the point. :) The idea is that the flood of joy drowns those human fears.

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  4. sounds like you are in a good place.

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  5. amazing grace is def a song to rock out to....smiles...my fav version is punkrock and bagpipes...a very unique version...

    and i would say joy does drown out those fears.

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  6. Wonderful sentiment Rosemary...and yes, dance as if no-one's watching...sing as if no-one's listening...I agree with bw...it does sound like you're in a good place.

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    1. Well I was in a good one that morning in 1988, anyway. *Smiles.* (And not in a bad one now.)

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  7. love the means to reach joy...a beautiful write :)

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  8. Waking up and taking a firm decision - I can really see how this new road removed that itchy fear we learn to have.

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  9. ...it's brave of you to do...it takes some shedding of fear just to decide to dance with abandonment by yourself...one would not think so, but it's not easy for some...cool poem

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  10. Beautiful spirit you have, Rosemary... and a lovely poem.

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  11. I love the way you remember that morning and that decision so clearly... It must have been a very powerful moment.

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    1. Yes, Marina — life-changing. And blissful.

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  12. I love the vision of you starting the day that way, Rosemary. Uplifting!

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