My close friend who introduced me to this Blogging bit also led me to another blogger who I have really enjoyed following... when I can. I was intrigued by her latest posting... she talked about a movie she and her husband had recently seen, and made the comment that they had found so many scenes that could have been taken right from their own life story...
and then further down in her December postings she mentioned having been tagged by one of her friends to "leave a list" of those things that exposed some of herself to the blogging world... by catagory.
I was curious to hear more of the movies she identified with, and if the Librarian checks in, I would like to check into her site some time and find a similar list as I am going to give below... (go to the gardens and look amongst the flowers for her Marley & Me posting...) if she gets the chance!
MOVIES THAT I HAVE FOUND MYSELF IN: (AND WHO I WAS... INCOGNITO!)
1. Mr. Holland's Opus... (Mr. Holland, and a touch of his deaf son)
2. August Rush... (August... and a great deal of Robin William's Character)
3. You've Got Mail... (who doesn't love being Tom Hanks in their alter ego!)
4. Lord of The Rings (Aragorn, Gandalf... and a touch of Legolas... I run like Gimli!)
5. Bucket List... (Morgan Freeman's expression... a letting go of responsibility leading to a deeper commitment to faith...)
6. It's a Wonderful Life... (Both Clarence and Bill Bailey... I play both parts in the infamous "you don't exist" sequence.
7. Bruce Almighty... (Oh, this one's a no brainer!)
8. A Beautiful Mind... (I don't even own this one... it was so intense for me...)
9. A Charlie Brown Christmas... (Lots of Linus in me, and lots of good old Charlie Brown!)
10. The Jazz Singer... (Neil Diamond has always nailed down my soul in song, and in that flick!)
Saturday, January 3, 2009
The Year 2008 - All my Creative Efforts Exposed
As it will take little time (from my point of view, at least!) to post to the Blog the whole of my writings for 2008, I shall do so now... in order of first appearance in my computer...
(Hang in there... there are only 5 pieces to peruse!)
May these touch your heart, as they have touched mine.
(Hang in there... there are only 5 pieces to peruse!)
May these touch your heart, as they have touched mine.
How did I make it to 2008?
How did I make it
to this moment in time?
How did earth survive
the horror I was taught in my youth
that we would endure?
Growing up in the cold war,
most of us didn’t believe
we would see
the 1990’s come to be.
What happened to the destruction
we were supposed to
unleash
against each other?
Oh, there are still many
who seek such,
or perhaps believe such…
Caught up in the stone of cultural
predictions,
and the horror we have all believed
was our “inalienable right”
as the enemies of God.
Mortal man.
Only a very few were supposed to be elected
to be with god
and the rest could go to hell.
That was (and is)
such a pervading belief
in the halls of
the “Politically Correct.”
Several years ago the
“Holy Wars”
started to be fought in earnest all over
our much diminishing world.
Always the children bickering
over who God loves most.
So at the beginning of this new year I ask…
How did we make it to this moment in time?
January 1, 2008….
I look out my window and find
blue and beautiful skies.
I hear the soft breathing
of family and friends sleeping away
last night’s celebration of yet
another turning of the wheel.
And I look in my heart to the loved ones I see
in my daily activities,
both at work and play.
And we have survived yet again
the coming of a new year.
More and more I know
that all of earth’s children
(animal, vegetable and mineral)
are the rightful heirs
of Deity…
however we all conceive of that.
And yes, as all years bring,
there are many horror stories
thrown to the winds…
and many hopeless,
lost in fear’s damnable clutches.
Yet in this moment,
more live on the planet than have ever been,
at least in the form of man.
And for whatever reasons,
we have yet to fully destroy ourselves
as a whole
(as the prophet’s have always foretold…)
I awoke to a day of hope.
Lately I do more often than not.
A huge peace entered my heart
some time ago
that refuses to depart.
I started believing in me.
I started believing that
I really wasn’t a doomed being at all.
And looking out from my shell
I began to realize
that no one around me
carried that status as well.
Not the flocks in the field,
or the fowls of the air,
or the flora and fauna that support
the life of all.
I realized a while back
that I had bought into the “Lie”
that I was separate
from all there is…
that somehow I had deserved to be
“separated from God.”
The only change I made
from transforming sorrow
to Joy
was to seek inside my own heart,
and find that I never had been separated at all.
It has all been an illusion
of man’s desire…
Not the reality of Creation.
Hello 2008!
When I was young I never thought
to see your day!
It has come.
And perhaps the stories I was taught in my youth
“of the end of my world”
came true after a fashion
after all.
The world I knew then does not exist,
at least,
not the perceptions I held then!
I have grown.
I have changed.
I have “transformed”
into a much more mature version
than I could have
conceived of then.
The biggest decision
I found that ever had to be made
in the game of this life
was ultimately very simple.
Choose Fear.
Or choose Love.
Both are powerful,
but only one is real.
The path I find myself on,
on this morning of reflection
and introspection,
has been a fun one!
A Joyous One!
Oh how quickly the sorrows and fears
melted out of my personal life…
The day I chose love.
Welcome 2008.
BKBushman 1-01-2008
How did I make it
to this moment in time?
How did earth survive
the horror I was taught in my youth
that we would endure?
Growing up in the cold war,
most of us didn’t believe
we would see
the 1990’s come to be.
What happened to the destruction
we were supposed to
unleash
against each other?
Oh, there are still many
who seek such,
or perhaps believe such…
Caught up in the stone of cultural
predictions,
and the horror we have all believed
was our “inalienable right”
as the enemies of God.
Mortal man.
Only a very few were supposed to be elected
to be with god
and the rest could go to hell.
That was (and is)
such a pervading belief
in the halls of
the “Politically Correct.”
Several years ago the
“Holy Wars”
started to be fought in earnest all over
our much diminishing world.
Always the children bickering
over who God loves most.
So at the beginning of this new year I ask…
How did we make it to this moment in time?
January 1, 2008….
I look out my window and find
blue and beautiful skies.
I hear the soft breathing
of family and friends sleeping away
last night’s celebration of yet
another turning of the wheel.
And I look in my heart to the loved ones I see
in my daily activities,
both at work and play.
And we have survived yet again
the coming of a new year.
More and more I know
that all of earth’s children
(animal, vegetable and mineral)
are the rightful heirs
of Deity…
however we all conceive of that.
And yes, as all years bring,
there are many horror stories
thrown to the winds…
and many hopeless,
lost in fear’s damnable clutches.
Yet in this moment,
more live on the planet than have ever been,
at least in the form of man.
And for whatever reasons,
we have yet to fully destroy ourselves
as a whole
(as the prophet’s have always foretold…)
I awoke to a day of hope.
Lately I do more often than not.
A huge peace entered my heart
some time ago
that refuses to depart.
I started believing in me.
I started believing that
I really wasn’t a doomed being at all.
And looking out from my shell
I began to realize
that no one around me
carried that status as well.
Not the flocks in the field,
or the fowls of the air,
or the flora and fauna that support
the life of all.
I realized a while back
that I had bought into the “Lie”
that I was separate
from all there is…
that somehow I had deserved to be
“separated from God.”
The only change I made
from transforming sorrow
to Joy
was to seek inside my own heart,
and find that I never had been separated at all.
It has all been an illusion
of man’s desire…
Not the reality of Creation.
Hello 2008!
When I was young I never thought
to see your day!
It has come.
And perhaps the stories I was taught in my youth
“of the end of my world”
came true after a fashion
after all.
The world I knew then does not exist,
at least,
not the perceptions I held then!
I have grown.
I have changed.
I have “transformed”
into a much more mature version
than I could have
conceived of then.
The biggest decision
I found that ever had to be made
in the game of this life
was ultimately very simple.
Choose Fear.
Or choose Love.
Both are powerful,
but only one is real.
The path I find myself on,
on this morning of reflection
and introspection,
has been a fun one!
A Joyous One!
Oh how quickly the sorrows and fears
melted out of my personal life…
The day I chose love.
Welcome 2008.
BKBushman 1-01-2008
AS IF THE TRUMPET WAS HEARD
Good Morning, Little One!
It is time to awaken
from this sleep
you call
mortality!
Do not cry
for the dreams of
your sleep,
for they always are a part of you!
But awaken,
refreshed,
and eager that
a new and Glorious Day
is here!
And you are a part of it!
It is time to awaken
to the hopes
you came into the planet with…
You know!
That little dream you hide from the world,
and more frustratingly,
from yourself
so that you can fit in!
Do you remember?
Think small!
Think innocent!
You still are, you know!
(Whether you believe it or no!)
It is time to wake up
to you!
It is time to stop living
other men’s hopes, dreams, frustrations,
and ambitions!
It is time to define
your own hopes, dreams, frustrations
and ambitions!
(And think about Joys)
(If you haven’t been about these things already!)
Wake up,
sweet, darling, precious
little one
for a grand day awaits you!
It is not a tomorrow thing.
It perhaps wasn’t found yesterday…
but that has been
The Illusion!
If you were told the Trumpet of Gabriel
has sounded,
what would take place in your heart?
Ah, but the Trumpet has already sounded!
Perhaps you didn’t hear it
because your ears and mind were full
with other men’s perceptions
of what
your reality should be!
Perhaps you fear that this
momentous tune
is about endings.
Dear little one!
It was never about endings!
It was never about beginnings!
That is a game
you chose to play
with all your friends!
There is really only
NOW.
So wake up to it,
grasp it,
and enjoy it.
Touch it’s flavor,
taste it’s nearness,
see you in it,
hear your own song
and dance your own tune!
You are loved little one!
More than you even know!
Love yourself,
the rest is easy,
once that great task has been accomplished!
In your dream
of mortality,
you just chose
to play the game backwards!
Today is here!
You are here!
Live it.
Love it!
Be it!
Sat Nam…
Namaste…
Adonai…
Espavo…
Joy!
BKBushman 1-16-2008
Good Morning, Little One!
It is time to awaken
from this sleep
you call
mortality!
Do not cry
for the dreams of
your sleep,
for they always are a part of you!
But awaken,
refreshed,
and eager that
a new and Glorious Day
is here!
And you are a part of it!
It is time to awaken
to the hopes
you came into the planet with…
You know!
That little dream you hide from the world,
and more frustratingly,
from yourself
so that you can fit in!
Do you remember?
Think small!
Think innocent!
You still are, you know!
(Whether you believe it or no!)
It is time to wake up
to you!
It is time to stop living
other men’s hopes, dreams, frustrations,
and ambitions!
It is time to define
your own hopes, dreams, frustrations
and ambitions!
(And think about Joys)
(If you haven’t been about these things already!)
Wake up,
sweet, darling, precious
little one
for a grand day awaits you!
It is not a tomorrow thing.
It perhaps wasn’t found yesterday…
but that has been
The Illusion!
If you were told the Trumpet of Gabriel
has sounded,
what would take place in your heart?
Ah, but the Trumpet has already sounded!
Perhaps you didn’t hear it
because your ears and mind were full
with other men’s perceptions
of what
your reality should be!
Perhaps you fear that this
momentous tune
is about endings.
Dear little one!
It was never about endings!
It was never about beginnings!
That is a game
you chose to play
with all your friends!
There is really only
NOW.
So wake up to it,
grasp it,
and enjoy it.
Touch it’s flavor,
taste it’s nearness,
see you in it,
hear your own song
and dance your own tune!
You are loved little one!
More than you even know!
Love yourself,
the rest is easy,
once that great task has been accomplished!
In your dream
of mortality,
you just chose
to play the game backwards!
Today is here!
You are here!
Live it.
Love it!
Be it!
Sat Nam…
Namaste…
Adonai…
Espavo…
Joy!
BKBushman 1-16-2008
Revelation
In a dream
I walked onto
the Planet.
In a moment of innocence
I walked into
a game of horrors
and fear.
In a nightmare,
I walked into
this system known
as Sol.
In despair
I found a spark.
In hopelessness,
I found
a key.
I turned from the visions
of the outward journey,
so full of hatred,
and confusion,
and hopelessness…
In despair I turned inward.
Locking out the confusion
of the outer vision
of Earth,
I began to sense
an order.
I began to sense
a calm
I began to sense
a being
beyond that
which I had been
taught
about myself.
In so doing,
I finally began to grasp
the being that
is ME.
I began to understand
that I am part
and whole,
and part of
ALL THAT IS.
It was then,
that fear began
to leave my heart.
Love is indeed
a heady Balm.
BKBushman 06-23-2008
In a dream
I walked onto
the Planet.
In a moment of innocence
I walked into
a game of horrors
and fear.
In a nightmare,
I walked into
this system known
as Sol.
In despair
I found a spark.
In hopelessness,
I found
a key.
I turned from the visions
of the outward journey,
so full of hatred,
and confusion,
and hopelessness…
In despair I turned inward.
Locking out the confusion
of the outer vision
of Earth,
I began to sense
an order.
I began to sense
a calm
I began to sense
a being
beyond that
which I had been
taught
about myself.
In so doing,
I finally began to grasp
the being that
is ME.
I began to understand
that I am part
and whole,
and part of
ALL THAT IS.
It was then,
that fear began
to leave my heart.
Love is indeed
a heady Balm.
BKBushman 06-23-2008
INNER BEAUTY
It seems that oft as darkness calls,
Beauty falls.
And light within begins to fade.
Played out on the stage of living
More often than not
Are the follies of depression and despair.
How many really care that this tragedy
Should be the final curtain?
Certainly Love is hard to express
On such a stage.
Outrage is an easier game…
Easier to blame than to believe.
Perceive, for one moment
That your inner beauty, though deeply scarred,
Is still your greatest gift.
Lift another.
Lift yourself.
The final curtain call is always about
The triumph over the tragedies.
Begin to believe in yourselves
For a grand chorus sings around you.
Quiet your heart,
And you will hear!
Life is meant for Joy’s expression…
And all of us are capable of sharing that.
If we so choose.
Believe in yourself.
The Holy Ones do.
Bkbushman 9-16-2008
It seems that oft as darkness calls,
Beauty falls.
And light within begins to fade.
Played out on the stage of living
More often than not
Are the follies of depression and despair.
How many really care that this tragedy
Should be the final curtain?
Certainly Love is hard to express
On such a stage.
Outrage is an easier game…
Easier to blame than to believe.
Perceive, for one moment
That your inner beauty, though deeply scarred,
Is still your greatest gift.
Lift another.
Lift yourself.
The final curtain call is always about
The triumph over the tragedies.
Begin to believe in yourselves
For a grand chorus sings around you.
Quiet your heart,
And you will hear!
Life is meant for Joy’s expression…
And all of us are capable of sharing that.
If we so choose.
Believe in yourself.
The Holy Ones do.
Bkbushman 9-16-2008
LOVE IS SPOKEN HERE…
With so much fear
and anger and sorrow
and despair
cast into the airwaves
of our world,
it is hard to recognize,
let alone realize,
that love is still spoken here
on the planet.
The quiet sound of peace
has never ceased to be,
Though our noise has long
overshadowed it.
Open the heart to quiet
for only a moment or two in your day.
Soon you will understand
what she has to say,
for of all the languages that abound,
surround
And divide us at best…
In rest and repose,
we will recover our universal song…
where all of us belong.
In the music of stillness,
Listen.
It only takes a little practice
To relearn the Universal tongue…
BKBushman 12-31-2008
With so much fear
and anger and sorrow
and despair
cast into the airwaves
of our world,
it is hard to recognize,
let alone realize,
that love is still spoken here
on the planet.
The quiet sound of peace
has never ceased to be,
Though our noise has long
overshadowed it.
Open the heart to quiet
for only a moment or two in your day.
Soon you will understand
what she has to say,
for of all the languages that abound,
surround
And divide us at best…
In rest and repose,
we will recover our universal song…
where all of us belong.
In the music of stillness,
Listen.
It only takes a little practice
To relearn the Universal tongue…
BKBushman 12-31-2008
And a final bonus... an "easter egg" if you will for having stuck it out this long on this blog... this morning's effort... my first for 2009...
(…….)
Listen.
Listen.
Listen.
Quiet time is listening,
and in listening
there is much to hear…
Even in silence.
Listen to the silence of your mind…
the mind beyond the chatter.
Does it matter to drop the
storyline of your day
and play in silence?
Listen.
Listen.
Listen.
The language of God
is silence.
When Ego stops letting God know
how it should be…
then God can finally be heard…
in silence.
The still small voice
is…
BKBushman 01-03-2009
Listen.
Listen.
Listen.
Quiet time is listening,
and in listening
there is much to hear…
Even in silence.
Listen to the silence of your mind…
the mind beyond the chatter.
Does it matter to drop the
storyline of your day
and play in silence?
Listen.
Listen.
Listen.
The language of God
is silence.
When Ego stops letting God know
how it should be…
then God can finally be heard…
in silence.
The still small voice
is…
BKBushman 01-03-2009
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