Joseph

In The Name

I am,
Embraces all,
A boundless light—
Like dawn’s first ray
Touching earth
And the sky.

Be mindful
Of your words,
They’re seeds in soil.
Consider deeply
What you name,
The bonds you create—
Roots spreading unseen.

The essence dwells
In every space
You choose to inhabit,
A whisper in the wind,
A ripple in still waters.

Be thoughtful,
Be reflective,
Express fully
What you
Call yourself.

It shapes you—
Your heart, your core,
Like a potter’s hands
Molding, yielding clay.
It is you,
And reflects what you
Offer the world.

You live
Your chosen name,
A mantra, a beacon.
The image
You craft of yourself
Becomes your truth,
Etched in the story
Of your unfolding days.

Filed under: 🜁 Self – tracing the inner landscapes of thought, feeling, and becoming.
A World To Live

The world is yours
Not to own,
But to live,

To dwell within,
To feel earth beneath your feet,
To taste rain on your tongue,

To live with it,
To grow alongside,
Like trees reaching for the light,

To sway with the wind’s whisper,
To live with others,
To embrace all,

To thrive in diversity,
As a forest of many species,
To live all,

To simply,
Breathe, feel, and
Live.

In harmony, in unity,
With the world that cradles you,
A home, not a possession.

The world is yours,
Not to own, but to cherish,
A gift to live within.

Filed under: 🜃 Infinite – exploring the unseen forces behind creation, truth, and existence.
You Can’t Lose What Is True

You can’t lose
What is true.
You can’t lose
What is authentic.

You can not lose love.
You can not lose friendship.
You can not lose kindness.
If it’s true, it shines back,
A beacon in the dark.

Freedom is an accepting
Connection between two.
Both are allowed to be themselves,
When both accommodate growth.
A dance of give and take,
A symphony of shared space.

Two together.
Be curious, learn.
Avoid the harmful.
Quench the fruitful,
The uplifting towards the light,
And the motivating to illuminate.
In this garden of togetherness,
We grow towards the sun.

Save, hold back
Shrink the comfortable
Space to be,
And you lose.
For true connection
Needs room to breathe.

To love
Is to give of
The love within,
For self.
Love between two,
Is love in
The space between.
A bridge of light
Connecting heart to heart.

Authenticity,
A reflection of the soul.
Be vulnerable,
Reveal, don’t hide
The true meaning.
See the soul,
In yourself and others.
For in this nakedness of spirit,
We find our truest selves.

In the mirror of authentic connection,
We lose only our illusions,
And gain the world.

Filed under: 🜁 Self – tracing the inner landscapes of thought, feeling, and becoming.
Conversation Are Like

Playing catch.
A ball is thrown,
Soft lob or fastball spin,
A movement is
The response.

Backwards, forwards
Or a jiggle,
A hesitation, then a leap.
Hands ready, minds alert,
To catch the meaning flung.

Then a ball
Is thrown again…
A quip, a question, a musing thought.
The game goes on,
This dance of minds,
In volleys of vocabulary.

Filed under: 🜂 Other – reflecting on connection, relationships, and the spaces between souls.
Chase your Dreams?

Push your dreams
Towards your future?
A mirage ever-receding,
Leaving only
Footprints and memories
To chase.

No, grasp your dreams
In the palm of now.
Feel their weight,
Their texture, their warmth.
Dreams are not for tomorrow,
But for this breath, this heartbeat.

Manifest, don’t wish.
Create, don’t wait.
Your dreams are not distant stars,
But seeds in your hands,
Ready to be planted
In the soil of today.

Don’t let your aspirations
Become ghosts of “someday.”
Breathe life into them
With the power of now.
For in this moment,
Dreams transform into reality,
And you, the dreamer,
Become the creator.

Filed under: 🜁 Self – tracing the inner landscapes of thought, feeling, and becoming.
The Gift

A seed of love and grace,
Nestled in the heart’s soil,
Dwells within the thought’s spirit,
Yearning to unfurl.

Action’s birth,
A tender sprout,
Like a stone
Cast into a pond,
Ripples expanding,
Touching distant shores.

The gift returns,
Love and grace multiplied,
In the wake of mindful deeds

Filed under: 🜁 Self – tracing the inner landscapes of thought, feeling, and becoming.
Control

Control over a person
Takes many forms:
Thoughts, emotions, movements,
Environment, habits,
The pace of a relationship,
A group, an organization,
Natural resources,
The wealth of a nation—
The list goes on.
And on.

A relationship
Bound by authority
Cannot breathe,
Cannot thrive.

Wisdom lies in respect
For the other.
Control is rooted
In disregard.

Those who seek
To control others
Reveal their emptiness—
Lacking meaning,
Trapped in their own
Prison of dominance.

But those who love,
Who feel empathy,
Who offer kindness—
They experience life,
They create and become.
For them, freedom
Is the wellspring of meaning.

We live in what we
Create for others.

But how do we embrace
Our abundance?
The abundance of rights
And freedoms—
Individual, collective,
In harmony—
The rights of our earth,
Above and below.

The freedom to express
And…

We see, hear, and feel
Peace in its beauty—
And its horrors
In the chaos of survival.

One lives fully,
The other clings
To survival.

We do not live
Our abundance together.
Why?

Filed under: 🜁 Self – tracing the inner landscapes of thought, feeling, and becoming.
Yield

To learn, we must yield,
Like a river bending to stone.
Slow down to sense and feel,
The world’s heartbeat, nature’s own.
Experience unfolds in stillness,
A flower opening to dawn’s light.

Love, wisdom, and light
Flow to gift and reveal meaning,
In the gentle current of being.

Speed is a distraction,
A chaotic haze,
Blurring senses,
Deepening shadows.
A rapids, churning and blind.

But in the slow and simple lane,
Beautiful life awakens, free.
Dewdrops on grass, bird’s melody,
A world of wonder we rarely see.

Like a river’s patient flow,
Wisdom carves its gentle path below.
Through canyon deep and valley wide,
In stillness, truth cannot hide.

In the rush, we lose our soul.
In stillness, we are found and made whole.
The river finds its way to sea,
As we find our true identity.

In quiet, discover your way,
And reveal your spark.
Listen to the whisper of leaves,
The silence between heartbeats.

If you want to live happy and free,
Live quietly, wild and carefree.
A paradox of peace and zest,
In yielding, find your spirit’s best.

What whispers did you hear today?
In silence, what did you say?
As you yield to life’s gentle flow,
What truths did stillness help you know?

Filed under: 🜁 Self – tracing the inner landscapes of thought, feeling, and becoming.
Random Thought

C is after B

Filed under: 🜁 Self – tracing the inner landscapes of thought, feeling, and becoming.