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20h · 16
Just One More Step
When I feel like quitting
I tell myself, "Take just one more step."
Then I do it.

And then again
When I feel like quitting
I tell myself, "And then take another
"Just one more step."
Then I do it again.

And again when I feel like quitting
I say, "Self, take another,
"Just one more step."
Then I do it again and again.

I keep talking to myself
And I keep going
Again and again and again.

Until there is just one more step to take
And then I say,
"Self you can do it. Take Just one more step!"
As I step into my, "I did it!"

I celebrate and celebrate
All the while
My mind is thinking
"Self, What is  next? Let's do it again!"
One challenge after another. Keep learning, keep growing, See the lesson. = increased wisdom.
1d · 52
My Dear Love
Hands of Love
Hands of Understanding
Hands of Compassion

Ears that hear
Eyes that understand
A heart of wisdom & knowing

Unwavering & supporting
Without blame
Without shame.
Never a criticism given

You heard me.
You held me.
You helped me
Move through Grief
Toward a measure of Serenity.

My dear love
How could I ever repay you?
When someone we love dies, the saddest thing I have experienced is no one there for support. Maybe they did not know how or were lost in their own processes. It was not until now, at 63, that I have felt this unwavering love and support.
I was tired today.
A long night it was.
He tossed and turned.
I tossed and turned.
The room was hot.
The room was cold.
It seemed the sun rose too soon.

Up the stairs
With Creaky knees.
At least the left hip is not sore yet.
Mind over matter, "Walk. Walk. Walk!"
Commanding myself to Step on the floor surely.
Keep going
Just a few more steps.
Keep it up,"Walk, walk, walk!"
Keep moving hip!
Maybe the pain will go away.

Why am I so sore?
Louis Hayes says,
"Fear of going forward in major decisions.
Nothing to move forward to."
Hum, is this really so?

Yes, I do feel like I am being still.
After all, it doesn't hurt when I am still.
Or does it?

Yet, I keep moving
In spite of my musings.
It is interesting what comes up in my mind when I am sitting still through pain.
Sep 12 · 104
Miracles
Keiya Tasire Sep 12
every day
They do happen
All around us
Do you want to see miracles?
Open our eyes  
To the rainbow colors of  Light
Creating playful rhymes
Pros and songs
With joyful gratitude
Set your heart free to Love
As the sun shines
as songs of birds filling the air.
As pebbles of sand
Without number.
Miracles are. 
(now read the lines from the bottom up).
The journey from pain to increased joy and peace has been filled with the little and large miracles of life,   It seemed when the need arose it was met in ways, I did not imagine (synchronicities, gut feelings, hunches, dreams, visions, guardian angels, message through an unaware friend, etc). May of the answers were small. Some took  time. Yet over the course of my life all that I have asked for has come into my life. I am grateful for the assistance we receive from ancestors, and others on the other side of the veil.
Sep 12 · 207
I want a new mom!
Keiya Tasire Sep 12
Year 1
neglect
what-is-love ?
a falling-star
guilt & shame
more of the same

Year 2
neglect
what-is-love ?
a falling-star
guilt & shame
more of the same

Year 3
neglect
what-is-love ?
a falling-star
guilt & shame
more of the same

Year 4
neglect
what-is-love ?
a falling-star
guilt & shame
more of the same

Years 5 -
I love school!
Maybe I'll find a new mom!
1956 t0 1961
Sep 12 · 127
1997 to 2001
Keiya Tasire Sep 12
Stay steadfast
Yet, my heart screamed in pain!

Knowledge empowers choice.
Yet, my ignorance left me blind.

Trying to understand
Yet, I did not comprehend.

Standing brave
Yet, my legs shook with fear.

A distant cousin replied,
"Never, never, never give up."
I never gave up!
Nasty divorces are tough challenges.
This one came and finally finished.
Sep 12 · 164
On the Other Side
Keiya Tasire Sep 12
A flower sings  its own song
accompanied by a glowing inner light.
As flowers sing,  their rainbow of sound grows.
Sep 12 · 314
The Sweetness of Life
Keiya Tasire Sep 12
We may find ourselves blocked.
Stopped.
Unable to move forward.
Or we are standing still
As others seem to pass us by.

Lost dreams, lost hopes.
Lost loves, lost friends,
Lost parents, siblings and children.
Lost heart, Lost soul.

We may go forward. We may stop and await.
Who knows, for how long?

Others exit the shuttle, turn left
and we never see them again.
Some, I asked to never return.

Some stayed here
Some travel there.
Some walk on by.
Why do we not stand within stillness?

Do you know exactly what you want?
"Yum! Massaman curry with rice with spring rolls, please."

"# 11, your Massaman & spring rolls are ready!
Just how you like them."
"Oh, Thank you!!"

It came quickly!
The rain fell hard in my summer!
You can see them
Everyone in the storm.
Some moving to avoid it.
Others standing still.
A few preparing to leave.

Yet, those over there were not pleased.
And they just complain smuggly under their umbrella.

Delightfully I am no alone in the summer rain.
Talking happily with friends as we wait for the last shuttle ride Home.

Yet the wind continues to blow
And the rain continues to fall down to the ground.
Do I give into despair or take courage to persevere? 

Moving gracefully through the storm
With calm stillness
And yes, wonder
"What if I grab the silver lining
Will my life will be forever changed?"

As the storm continued
The fragrance of the wind
and the touch of the rain
Filled my senses!

Opening freely
My Spirit Danced in the Rain!
How my senses love
the spring, summer, fall and winter rains!!

It was at this moment
that the clouds parted
and the rainbow flowed over me.

Vibrational colors with haromny resonating
Lifting and returning the phi ratio
to each strand of my human DNA.

I feel the smile
Expressing itself in dance!
As an adventure of each rainy day!!
Oh, how I love to enjoy
Such sweetness in life!!!
Your Choices
We can see both sides of a challenge. It can be a problem we never get hold of or it can be a challenge to learn and growth through. we choose what it will be and if we will open to the lessons each presents. You see it is just a matter of perspective. It is our choices that make our burdens heavy or open us up to "The Sweetness of Life."
Keiya Tasire Sep 1
Inner Light
There are days and nights
when the smog in the city
Is so thick
You can not see the stars

Yet if you get above
The Smog
You Can See the Stars!
What to see more stars?

When meteor showers
Light up the sky
Trees pointing
To your personal star
Keep looking
And their colors will appear
Wonder-mint-fully Amazed!

For Between Heaven and Earth we stand
Under the star lite sky
Pure whole
Divine Love

Day by day
Walking between Heaven and Earth
Beneath Our Bright Star
In and out of the storm
Unaware of who we really are
Or from where we have come

Then it begins!
A stirring from deep within
Catching a glimer of awareness
Yes! There it is!!!

Our eyes begin to see
Turing from
The shadows
It is shinning!
The Power of our Star!!!

Good morning
It's a new day!
@ In Spirit
The story of our journey of coming to our own inner self awareness.
In and out of the darkness and the storms. Then re remember that we have always known how to look above the fogs into the stars. When we keep looking we begin to find  our inner light and inner wisdom.
To enjoy the video created especially for poem go to:
https://youtu.be/HPVzuVXiGZs
Aug 11 · 361
My Child of Light
Keiya Tasire Aug 11
Be at Peace
You are the Creator's Delight
The Creator's
Wonder, Awe, Love & Joy
Be at Peace
For you are loved.
When I begin to stir from slumber in the state between slumber and waking. This is a time of seeing, hearing, receiving and understanding. I was given a dream yesterday morning that prepared me for the passing of three people in my life that is coming in their time, one by one. The first, I learned today, is very sick and will pass soon. The understanding I received was a kindness that left me knowing that I am loved.
Jul 9 · 295
A Note to Self
Keiya Tasire Jul 9
May you find
peace, harmony
love and joy.
Stay close with pondering
meditation and prayer.
Remain teachable.

Let go of pride
seeking riches
fame, power and control.
Let go of negativity.

With wisdom
Grow through failings
That you be not ensnared.

Choose the higher path.
Love. Forgive.  
Be Forgiveness.

Remain strong
Never give up
Never loose hope.

Seek a full life
In service
of the highest good
For all.

Share Love.
Receive Love.
Give of yourself freely
in service to others.
If you do
You will find great joy.

Stay connected
To the Spirit.

Stay true
To your Heart's Song.

So in Life, as in Death
You will be always preserved.

Fulfill  
The measure
Of your creation
With Joy.
A poem prayer I wrote to myself during a difficult time in my life.  May peace and joy always be with you.
Jun 23 · 361
It
Keiya Tasire Jun 23
It
Are you bothered by "It?!"
Are you pushing it away?
When you hit rock bottom
The only way back is up.

Make friends with "It."
Move  closer to "It."
Expand your awareness around "It."
Totally embrace "It."

If you drop the story line about "It."
"It" will become a Love story.
A story about Unconditional Kindness & Love.
Is it a person, place or thing?
What is it that bothers you? What is it about it that bothers you?
It bothers you so much!
Now what? What are you going to do?
Do you have a choice?
If you do what are your choices?
Questions, questions! So many questions!
Yes, it is okay to embrace it and ask questions.
Have fun with it.
You never know what may arise :-)
Jun 9 · 316
The Day Dream
Keiya Tasire Jun 9
Over the  mountains along the winding road
Crossing the distance
To the people of my heart
To hug you
To look into your  eyes
As you share your tales
Of challenges and joys.
I may not be there physically.
Yet I am with you
Always in  Spirit.
<3 u 8
I live a way from my family and there are days that I miss  my family a lot.
Jun 8 · 418
I've Been Crying
Keiya Tasire Jun 8
She saw him in awaking dream.
Standing with his head hung low.
She, his mother asked, “Son, Is there something on your mind?”

He replied, “There is.”

“What is it? “

“I've been crying.... ”

“Son, what are your troubles?”

Wiping his tears
He cried,  “I caused so much pain.
I can't fix it.
I don’t know what to do...”

Her tears joined his, and cried together
Hugging, swaying,  gently rocking.

She looking over his shoulder  
A white Light began to part the clouds of rain.

“Son, have you gone to the Light?”

He said “No" with his head on her shoulder
Asking forgiveness
He cried a river of tears.

Her heart melted with love, "Let your troubles wash away. "

"How can I bear  the Light?
I murdered me! I took my life! ”

Soothing his brow, she reminded him of his sickness
His depleted body
His tired soul.
The isolation he endured
And his desire - not to be a burden
She spoke of her deep love
Acceptance and appreciation

“Son, I am deeply grateful.
You came to me with
Your sorrow, your pain, your regret, your love.
You fill me with understanding."
You  brought  my worries relief.
Washing away my pain
You fill my heart with gratitude.
Please, embrace the joy we shared together
The sweet memories.

Heart to heart
Mother & Son hugged in understanding
In forgiveness of their misunderstandings
In the joy of acceptance, gratitude, unconditional love.

"Son, Do you see The  Light?
It is opening for you"

He looked up from their embrace,  
Sighed and simply said, "Yes."

"Peace be always yours, my dear son."

"Will you forgive me?
I was so lost
Lost in deceptions
Lost in hurt
Lost in pain.
My heart became hard.
I can not bear that I broke your heart."

"Son, please forgive me too.
I  feel like I let you down.
I did not know how to reach you.
I cried when I saw the webs that snared you.
Again and again, I reached out and failed.
I could not reach you. I lost you.'
Her heart sank into pain and sadness.

"Mom, your understanding fills my soul.
Because, the truth has opened our hearts."

The Light spoke,
"Be love. Let it go!
The blame, shame, self judgment,
Self doubt
The sadness and fear.
Standing among their ancestors
He stretched out His hand.

"Mom, What do I do?”

Pray with intention
Connect with your heart

Her son spoke to the Light
"Please, forgive me.
I have been deceived
Please Bring me Home to the Safety of Your Arms"

And The Light opened His arms,
"Come unto me, my son."

She looked deeply into her son's eyes
"May my love go with you.
You will always be in my heart
Thank you for laughter.
Thank you for our memories.
Thank you for calling me your 'Akela.'
My Heart is full.
You have touched my life with your love.
Be happy. Be open to Love.”

It was an eternity, within a moment.
That they shared together
Their last embrace.  
Looking into his eyes
He smiled
Then turned and walked toward The Light.
Light's, love opened His arms,
“Welcome Home.
I have been waiting for you....”

And the words of a song danced through their hearts
Oh, no more crying
Oh no more troubles
All has been washed way.....
:My son passed in 2017. This is a dream I had of my son and I, after he passed.
In my dream, he did not want to leave his siblings and I before he could fix the pain he had seen in each of us due to his death. He was feeling guilt, remorse, and wanted to fix the pain he had caused before allowing himself to go to the Light. In this dream we talked and I saw him go to the Light. I share this because I know I am not the only one in life who has felt this pain. I wish to bring a measure of comfort and a gift of understanding and healing.
Jun 2 · 532
Did you?
Keiya Tasire Jun 2
Great Grandma said it.
Grandma said it.
Dad Said it.
Mom said it.
Teachers said it.
Bosses said it.
Husband said it.
Children said it.
I said, Hell, no!
There comes a time that we realized that somethings are just traditional patterns and other times it is used for control. When it is used for control I have a response!
Jun 2 · 238
I Am - We Are
Keiya Tasire Jun 2
Every woman, Every man
Makes a difference

How?
Ego, move aside!
Open Heart!
Allow understanding!

Oh,  my heart!  
Oh, the knowledge
Empowers my choice.
Doors of Creation
Swing Wide.

Yes, what a surprise!
More love!
More forgiveness!
Peace that welcomes sleep
And eagerness for the new day.
Harmony. Balance. Freedom!

I found my
I am!
A  process of coming to one's Self.
Keiya Tasire Jun 1
My Inner Friend
Taught me to breathe.
To sing, to dance,
And follow my heart.

We merged
Into One Heart
One body
One Soul
One mind.  

Thank you."
My heart overflows
With Love.
As I allowed my heart to be emptied of sorrow, pain, guilt and shame, I learned to sing the songs of joy, happiness, peace and purpose. I learned about our emotions and how to express our negative emotions as tools that alert us to danger and negativity; and I learned how to use more positive emotions and thoughts to move forward in dancing and singing  a new song.
Keiya Tasire Jun 1
I turned my face inward
Calming flushed
into every cell,
Every nook
Every cranny.
Breathing in.
Breathing out.
I see the sun shining
Brightly over the ocean.
Facing the sun
The shadows fell behind me.
I am learning and deepening the process of connecting to Love.
Keiya Tasire Jun 1
Thrashing and gnashing teeth
I screamed out
Whaling with fear
Tears flowed as a river
Between hard choking
Gasps of air.
Again and again
Until exhaustion drained
All from me but stillness.  
It caught my attention!

Between the breaths
I felt this stillness.
It is not noticeable before.
Only then exhaustion stopped my racing mind.
"It" opened.

Just under the surface of my breath.
Breathing in and breathing out
I sensed the silence of stillness.

"It" came quietly, whispering,
" I am here. Be still. Know me for I am Love."
I am forever entranced.
When standing in the shadow of my darkest night wtith anger, crying, and lashing, it was my exhaustian that brought me to a stop. this was possibly the first time that I truly sat in in the stillness of silence. No more whaling and gnashing of teeth, just stillness and silence. This poem is about coming face to face with what waits for each of within the stillness of silence.
Keiya Tasire Jun 1
Something Begins to Arise.
What is it?
Is it  this a dream?
How can it be?
I am not happy!!!

Tantrums
It is NOT Love!!
It is SUPPOSE to be about Love!
This is NOT about Love!
WHO'S DREAM IS IT!!!!?
This is NOT what I want!

Seeds of Awareness
Am I living someone's dream?
What do you mean it is not my dream?

Inner War
What do you mean it 's a program!
No, you are out of your mind!
I refuse to believe it!!
Where did it come from?
How did it happen?
Who is doing this?
No it can't be!
What is it's roots?
What are it's branches?
All I want is to be loved!
All I want is to be happy?
No things! I will not! I refuse to strive for riches!
NO! I will not be a LAWYER!
NO!  I will not be a BANKER like you!
Riches! Riches! Riches! Don't you care about LOVE? !!!!
Does Love even exist in your heart for me?
Or is it a lie too?!!!

My Anger Stirs
Seeps from every pore!
How this be? Lies!
It's ALL lies!!!
There was an uneasy sense of awareness when I begin to remember the pain and core of my suffering as I grew up. Within myself, I realize that I did not have the power to effect a change in my life for the better as a child or a teenager. I was still within the illusion of my cultural's & family's illusionary dream. As an adult, I become aware that I can choose differently. My anger pushed me on to take the needed steps toward creating something different in my own life.
Keiya Tasire May 31
They say, "It's all about Love."
"What is Love?" asked the Love starved child
Singing, "Twinkle Twinkle Little Star
Love, how I wonder where you are...."
Her eye caught a falling star
Following it across the sky
Dear Star
I wish for Love.
Show me what is Love.
I want to Love.
I want to be Loved.
Why am I not loved?
Is there something wrong with me?
It is normal for a child who has been neglected to feel they are what is wrong? They carry shame and guilt. They come to believe that they are not lovable. When it is the world around them that is wrong. Not the child.
Keiya Tasire May 28
A voice whispered in my ear,
"Love comforts. Love heals. Love renews.
It embraces your sorrows.
It comforts your loneliness.
It heals your pains.
It mends your broken heart.
Renews your strength.
Love will keep you close to what is Divine."

I asked, "Will I remember?"
The voice answered,
"Yes.
Then no.  
You will question.
You will dream.
And you will Remember."
Do we come with instructions within our hearts?
Do we something deep inside that leads us to the path to heal and return what is Divine within the Universe? What is your understanding?
May 21 · 595
A Simple Transformation
Keiya Tasire May 21
If we continue to think, speak, or act with negatively
Pain moves in to stay.

If we acknowledge our pain with Unconditional Love
It sighs relief because it is embraced.

Expressing & Acting with Pure Positive Intention
Attention is given to Happiness & Joy
As pain ebbs and flows into understanding.
Sometimes a simple reminder of a simple shift is all we need. Other times life is more complicated and requires more focused inner work.
May 17 · 497
It's Waiting For You
Keiya Tasire May 17
"Within each of us
Yes, it's under the surface
Is a land of mystery
Just waiting to be explored ."
a hint that there is more to life and it is uniquely yours.
Keiya Tasire Apr 9
Remember
The first time you saw each other
The first time you spoke
The first time you hugged
The first time you laughed together.

Each happy moment
The laughter you shared
The joy that overflowed into happy tears
Rolling down your cheeks.

The adventures
And all the stories within your heart
Are now yours to share.


Your playfulness
And how you danced through life's challenges
Agreeing, disagreeing, finding solutins
Gems of wisdom
And the Silver lining amidst the clouds.

Feel and hear when it was good.
Allow all the unresolved pain
Embrace it with gratitude
See, listen, feel, taste, smell...

Your hearts responses
To the love between you.

Take comfort in bliss.
Remembering the sensations of peace.

Together
Spirit to Spirit
Mind to mind
Heart to Heart
Forever as One.

Embracing Love
Those comforting feelings
Healing your pain.
Forever together
In each other's hearts.

Your Heart Mind Remembers
This embrace.

Do you feel the Love?
Oh, Sweet Mercy!
The Peace.
Record and listen to during meditations.  It teaches now to use the love we felt for someone who has passed to help heal our longing, our grieving, our pain, and unresolved challenges in life. This process moves one from grieving to mourning, to sweet sorrow, a deeper understanding and on to obtain a measure of serenity and peace. This process helps open the door to much deeper Spirituality in life and love.
Apr 9 · 232
Seeds
Keiya Tasire Apr 9
The snow has melted!
We are busy planting seeds
In our garden of Life.
The gardens we work in have much more than just dirt in them.
This morning I spent time planting seeds of love in other's hearts.
Mar 18 · 645
A Survivor's Resolve
Keiya Tasire Mar 18
Another day
Another challenge
Another "pick myself up"
Another heart wound to bandage
Another determination made to keep going .
Another  stand myself up straight & strong
Another  resolve to find wisdom within the pain.

Today I look out the window
Today's sun is shinning.
Today I face the sun  
and the shadows fall behind me
Today
Getting up whit courage and moving forward everyday no matter what life give us.
Mar 14 · 2.6k
Grief to Serenity
Keiya Tasire Mar 14
When roaring sorrow
Uprooted me
I envision a lotus flower, staying gently a float upon the pond.
The sun's soothing, comforting light warmed my heart.
Breathing in.... Breathing, gently out.
Releasing both hands
Clasped in pain.
No need to leave
No need to go
The deep sorrow of my heart beating
Rivers of Love's tears upon the pond.
Yet the sunshine never failed.
I am floating gently - to that perfect spot
Within the pond.
I, Lotus flower
Send my tap root deep down below
Taking root, among the other lotus
Beautiful flowers anchored to the pond's murky floor.
In the first year after my son died. I found it best not to make any huge changes within the first year. I needed silence, peace, and stillness of my home and a simple pattern of life. I  needed the love and support of my husband, which he freely gave. Stephan's death uprooted my heart and turned it upside down. It was as though I was floating through my time without even noticing that there was any time at all. There came a time when the worst of the grief subsided and I was able to put my roots slowly back into a simily of a regular routine of time. When I settled in, I found the support and love of friends and family who were open to support me through the rest of my grieving journey. I am grateful because they opened the  doors of compassion, understanding and the insight gained from their own past grieving. It was good to be among other lotus flowers, sharing roots of understanding, love and caring.
Mar 7 · 331
To Love An Eagle
Keiya Tasire Mar 7
Never cage The Eagle
If you want it to soar!
With a heart filled with sorrow
No amount of love
Can cure a passion lost, caged heart.

No amount of pleading
Will make room in The Eagle's cage
For it to fly and soar.
No matter how much you beg
On bended knee
It will never fly again.

It's qi will leak, from its very core.
It's will to live, will vanquish.
As It gives up It's Life Dream
Slipping silently into
A quiet numbness.
All desire to live passionately, gone.

The Eagle you love
Will turn into a hollow body
That still breathes
With a  resignation to a hopeless
passionless, dreamless caged life.
Growing beyond feeling, beyond caring.

Yet, one day when you die
Or your Eagle passes first
The Eagle will open to find what was lost.
Whether in this life or the next
It does not matter.
The Eagle will rejoice and fly again.

From the look on your face
I don't think  you liked what I just said.
You do have a choice.
You can choose to set The Eagle free.
In freedom, feed your Eagle with respect
Love, acceptance and care.

Be in awe as you watch
Your Eagle fly toward the heavens
Reflections within the gleaming sun.
Casting It's soaring shadow
Over  rivers, canyons and high mountain peaks.  

With gratitude your Eagle will return
Again to your loving arms.
Because you love your Eagle enough
To set It free.
I have seen this so much over the years, where a husband or wife put the other in a cage, restricting their thoughts, beliefs, mobility, and/or actions because they feel insecure in the relationship. The person caging the other person becomes afraid of losing their love. They try to do everything they can to keep their love there just for their-self. Eventually the other spouse does get out of the cage by death of the relationship, finding an addiction, and/or their own personal death. It is much easier to love in the emotional climate of freedom.
Mar 6 · 337
Clearing
Keiya Tasire Mar 6
Until There Was Only Light
I looked at the darkness within
Two eyes of Light
Gave me a blink.
I smiled.
Watching expanding light
Dancing and whirling
Embracing the darkness
Until there was only Light.
Embracing the darkness
Dancing and whirling
Watching expanding light
I smiled.
Give me a blink
Two eyes of light
I looked at the darkness within
Until there was only Light.
Today I meditated to process and clear some heavy emotions.
Mar 6 · 405
Come for Tea Mickey
Keiya Tasire Mar 6
Yes, I forgave you and asked forgiveness
Twenty-four years and more ago.
Yet, you continued to despise.
Metamorphosing into an Unforgivable.
Hater. Destroyer of family.
You made sure it hurt me.
I don't like what you did.
It was ****. It was not called for.
I wanted peace. So I created it.

Here, this is yours.
It's your very own universe!
To create all the havoc you desire.
Way over there! Far from mine.
When your venom is spewed
And your heart is as light as the Dove's feathers
I will open my doors in peace.
Welcoming you in for herb tea
with a spot of honey and a few biscuits too.
Maybe, even some laughter and fun.
It is all up to you.

Remember to present yourself truly
Setting what you have twisted right.
I pray for you to develop courage
Needed to tell all that you have done.
Yet, I am not hopeful.
Won't you prove me wrong?
I hope so, dear sister. I hope so.
An unforgiving soul wreaked havoc in my world. The only answer I could find was to give her own universe to live in. While I found peace in mine.
Feb 19 · 267
Live Strong!
Keiya Tasire Feb 19
A Note to Self
Never Settle for less than you can be.
Never Settle for less than you can give.
You can live strong.
You can live with passion.
Yes, live strong, my dear!
Live Strong!
Through life's transitions we pull ourselves up. We look for options and we move forward with the best choices we have.  Reviewing what has worked before, engaging new ideas and moving forward with gut inspirited solutions. Stay strong comes at a time when we are transitioning from a working life to retirement .
Jan 24 · 1.2k
Under the Sphagnum
Keiya Tasire Jan 24
On the land of our family
Are the ashes of generations.
Each generation planted with the saplings of the trees  
The Cedar, The Fir, The Larch, and The Mountain Ash
Standing regal in the sun's early light.

It is a new day
Standing under their boughs
Comforted by ancestral arms touching
In a circle of Love and Light.

What is emerging?
Sprouting up from under the Sphagnum  
It's a seed! Raising its head
Peeking up, and stretching towards the sun.

Ever upward it expands
Though nights of rain and clouds.
Through days of heat and seeming drought.

Yet the seedling grows and endures
Bent by the late summer winds
The fiber of wisdom ever increasing within its core.

At the end of Indian Summer
The frost begins to unleash its chill
The young sapling freezes
As the blanket of white thickens across the land.

With the weight upon it's back
In humility the sapling bends low to kiss the earth.
Bravely holding this asana in the coldest of the winter days.

Today by my window
I am basking in the sunlight of a very early spring,
Bright are shimmering reflections of sunlight snow.

Squinting, with eyes half open and eyes half closed
The small rainbows begin to dance
Between each pair of lashes.
A delighted inner child
Chuckling with joy.

I can hear the sound of water running  
And ice falling from the rooftops above.
The snow is finally melting!

The tall cedar boughs dance with the wind.
Up and down, releasing their winter coats
As Ice crystals floating on the air.

Gazing across the white wonder
To the very spot where I last saw our little tree
What of the little seedling?
Is it still alive?
Or broken and crush by the ice and snow?
My musing over the Cedar Sapling
Shifted with a gasping surprise
It sprung up!
Announcing "I am still alive!"
And my inner voice giggled with delight.

Hum, I wonder
Do trees have a heart?
Do they perceive beyond their bark?
Do they remember?
In this very moment the sapling's sudden appearance
During my musing seemed to express, "Yes!"

Is it just a deep enduring feeling
That the elders of this world
Are the 400+ year old Cedars
Keeping their long record of time?

My dear little sapling
may you continue to grow into magnificence.
I will only see your first 100 years.

For your last four hundred
Allow me to lie at your roots
Under the Sphagnum from which you sprung.

And my children will water flowers at your base
That you may grow as the guardian of the ancestor
Who planted your seed and watched you grow.

Yes, the very one who is now delighted that you
Have popped up from under your blanket of snow.
The winter is giving to an early spring here where we live. There is a young sapling outside my kitchen window I have watched for two years now. This is the second season I have watched it pop up out from under the blanket of snow that has covered it thickly each winter. I am amazed at its flexibility, strength, endurance and tenacity. As the years pass I will continue to watch over this little tree with the desire that it will watch over me when I have passed and my body has been laid to rest.
Jan 22 · 1.5k
A Measure of Serenity
Keiya Tasire Jan 22
1 year, 9 months, and 21 days
Since your spirit took off it's glove
Finally free and released from pain.
Today I can say
The times I cry for you have become fewer.
More are the days
I remember you sweetly
And love you fondly.
Your hugs
Your smiles
Your voice
Your questions
Your teasing
Your playful humor
Intelligence and keen wit.
Thank you
For the joy that fills my heart.
Thank you for the tears
Of sweet sorrow
that graced my cheeks
Thank you for
Opening the door of serenity.
Allowing and letting go,
I find myself full circle
Embracing our love with joy.
I loved you then
I love you now
I love you forever.
I am grateful
That you were in my life.
Thank you for being a part of my life.
I will always remember you
With a joyful & grateful heart.
I love you son,
Mom
When someone you love dies, it takes time to process the grief. It is possible to move from grief to mourning; from mourning to sweet sorrow; then on to a measure of serenity. Within serenity exists a measure of peace and joy that opens and unfolds the heart.
Jan 17 · 1.8k
Between Heaven & Earth
Keiya Tasire Jan 17
I stand with roots deep into my mother
With branches out stretching towards my father
And Light from the rising sun reflecting within my eyes.

Machi curing, Machi healing,
I sing your song. I feel your love.
Mi Pachamama
So full of love
Your flow of life, ever flowing
Your river of sound, ever singing
Your stream of light, forever shinning.
How can I ever cry when I am within your arms?

Arising with the warming sun
Flowing through the air on the breath of her winds
So softly the clouds release her love
As they are caressed by the tops of her mountains.

Her waters of love flowing…
Trickling down onto the forest
Gathering into the brooklets,
Streams, riverlets, and rivers
Satisfying the thirst of all her creations.

The sound of pan flutes filling my ears
The dance of chi coursing through
Even this body, this gift, this flesh.
Singing her lullaby
Embracing & soothing this tired soul.
Softly the winds bring the colors
Of her song into my beating heart.

Machi soothing
Machi healing. Machi Curing
Machi, singing me well with Her love
Mi Pacha Mama , so full of love
Your flow of life, ever flowing
Your river of sound, ever singing
Your stream of light, forever shinning.
How can I ever cry when I am within your arms?

Healing, Soothing, Curing, Love
I sing your song. I sing your love
Mi Pacha Mama…
We are each born and sustained by elements of the earth. We are born from the earth that gathered within our mother's wombs and sustained by the plants, airs, water, minerals, and the warm life giving rays of the sun. One day we will give our body back to the earth as our spirits soar towards the heavens where our Father in Heaven and Mother Earth reside.
Keiya Tasire Jan 11
No matter what country
No matter what race.
No matter what religion
No matter what ****** orientation.
No matter what peoples we identify with.
We are all born of the elements of the same earth.
We breathe the same air.
We all are warmed by the same sun.
We stand in awe of the same moon.
We each look up into the night sky from the land of earth.
Within each of our DNA
We hold the same markers as all of humanity.
With our roots reaching back
To the same ancestral first man
To the same ancestral first woman
To ever walk up on our beloved Earth Mother
Under sky of our Beloved Father.
Remembering a very, very old story
About the Dance of Creation.
In this dance Yah was alone.
Yah desired to share love
Yah desired to have joy.
Within a dream to share joy
Yah looked within and fell in love
with the two eyes looking back.
Yah stepping in the within
Eye to eye and arm in arm
In a whirl they turned and danced
Spinning in love with ecstasy and joy.
Two together within the embrace of love.
So so speaks the ancient story
Of the creation of the Spirits of Man.
Long before we were each
Born of the elements of the same earth.
No matter what peoples we identify with.
No matter what ****** orientation
No matter what religion
No matter what race.
No matter what universe, galaxy,
Solar system, planet, continent or place we hail from
We are all related in Love.
Dedicated to a warrior, Mo Byrne.
Jan 8 · 5.4k
We Are Women
Keiya Tasire Jan 8
Joy, Fun, Laughter
Learning, Growing,
Discovering & Creating
Support & Community!
We are women!
We stand together
That all of humanity
May stand up too.

We love
We care for
We cradle
We teach and raise
Generations upon Generations
Each man and each women

Yes we stand up for all of Humanity
May man stand with us too!
For yes, are women!
We want peace.
We want kindness.
We want respect.
We value and want to be valued.
We want all to be free to live.
We want all to be free to love
In Peace.
In Harmony.
In Joy.
through the ages women took care of the ancient knowledge for health wellness birthing rearing children and loving each other through challenges then the roles of women were diminished, relinquishing it to powers that were hungry for not only the control over women but men too.  The human family became lost. Now many are waking up and calling for both men and women to stand together  and reclaim human, dignity, freedom, and the strength of family and the strength of community.
Jan 8 · 332
Do You Know?
Keiya Tasire Jan 8
Do you know where I can find It?
The middle ground of joy
It leads to increased wholeness,
Happiness, Love  & Peace.
Where does it start?
How do I step into this path?
Do you know where it is?
Do you know where I can find it?
I have come to a place in my life where peace, love, joy, happiness are more important than games.
Jan 8 · 610
It Will Surprise You
Keiya Tasire Jan 8
Every woman, Every man
Makes a difference
How?
Ego, move aside!
Open Heart! Allow understanding!
Oh, the knowledge it brings
Oh, what it does to my heart!  
Knowledge empowers choice.
Yes, I am surprised.
More love?
More forgiveness .
Peace that welcomes sleep
And eagerness for the new day.
Harmony. Balance. Freedom
I am!
Finding community is not a "me" generation action. It is a way to being much more into our lives , our community, and  our world.
Jan 6 · 2.5k
Just One Step
Keiya Tasire Jan 6
When it all seems to hard
Are you crippled by fear?
Asking, "What do I do?"
Meditate, Ponder, Pray
within silence
The answer is clear
"Just one step at a time
You will find yourself there.
Never, never give up!  Keep going. It is hardest just before you arrive. Keep going. Keep stepping forward and through until you arrive at your destination.
Jan 6 · 1.4k
Beyond the Wheel of Time
Keiya Tasire Jan 6
Who am I?
Why am I here?
How do I grow?
Where do the words that I utter spring from?
How do my actions unfold to take flight?
What are the roots of my habits both desired and not desired?
When did my character become undesirably ripe?
As defined by Another?

Piously pompous extruding expectations
We both wagged the tail of judgment from our respective roles.
Each casting the wands of incantations, illusions, and lies!
One to change the controlling illusion
Another to maintain it's web and power.

It was handed down from the very first mothers
It was handed down from the very first fathers
It was set into motion from the very first breath of the very first lie.
It created the very first shadow of darkness that fell upon Truth.

Tainted, "It" fell from realms of Light, the realms of Love and Joy.
"It" tumbled and rolled down the family Tree
Branch by branch, twig by twig, and leaf by leaf
Deeper into the darkness, grief, sadness and pain.

We were taught to ignore the dragon of dysfunction
Lying among the branches of our human family tree.
As "It" grew and grew, and grew.
"It" matured and gave birth to expanding prodigies
Who fained deeds of compassion, fained loyalties,
Fained emotions, and fained love

To twist and to alter reality,
Aimed toward total power,  riches, and total control.
Using the swords of Expectations,
Judgments, half truths and lies, they waged war!
With their army of
Every wolf in sheep's clothing
Every entitled the fair-haired child
Every hero - rescuer
Every "I am the victim"
Every fearful guilt burdened peacemaker,
Every misunderstood black sheep,
And all the unaware lost lambs.
The cycle of dysfunction turns
As a companion within the wheel of time.
We are told to never speak of It and deny It's existence.
This is the power that feeds It as It expands.
And we find ourselves beyond the ability to contain "It."

One day our eyes open to awareness
We come face-to-face with "The Choice."
Do we go back to sleep? Or do we get up?
And if we stand up, what is next?
When we see our unveiled past, will we fear and hide?
Or arise as a seeking warrior of Light?
If we choose the Light will Love begin to arise from the darkness
Will Love transform "It" to find It's-self Immortal & Eternal?

Give me understanding of Love!! With Understanding I will seek!!
Standing between the windows of time past, present, and future
With the root of addictive desire, laid upon the alter
Banished! Gone!! Released!!

Will the Darkness  release "It" from the depths of grief, sadness and pain?
Without a word "It" became a He
And He draped the blanket of courage over His shoulders
with the Light of hope in His eyes.
Refusing to never give up
He dawned His Innate strengths
Refusing dire circumstances
Letting go of confusion, ignorance, vises, grief, blame, and all ill desire
He stepped straight and firmly into the Light which expands!
He stood with joy in the Light and looked back

As "It" became a She
And She draped the blanket of courage over Her shoulders
with the Light of hope in Her eyes
Refusing to never give up
She dawned Her Innate strengths
Refusing dire circumstances
Letting go of confusion, ignorance, vise, grief, blame, and all ill desire
She stepped straight and firmly into the Light which expands!

The Light embraced Her and embraced Him
They stood together seeking understanding
Their hearts opened
Each to sing their own song of joy, of love, of peace
Together in harmony
Dancing  in the Light as One.

So with courage, do my actions unfold to take flight!
With joyful Love the words uttered within my heart sprang!
How, I do grow!
I am fully here, awake!
I know who am I, really!
Because  in silence I sat upon the earth
As He sat upon the Earth
As She sat upon the Earth
Looking toward the heavens
She female and He male
Focused in silence, they taught me how to breathe.

Now throughout the generations of Time
We began to breathe as One
Together in Love, in Peace and in Unity.
Reaching and holding each other
Beyond and through the Wheel of Time.
The questions of our life stirs each of us to some kind of action. The actions we each choose are unique to our own personal life path. We each bring to our personal path ofseeking - our personal understanding about truth, our beliefs, acculturation, and family patterns. Of which culminate into our strengths and weaknesses.
By choosing understanding in the challenges of life, we are armed to step into a path of increased love, forgiveness, heightened spiritual growth, increased awareness and higher consciousness and love.
If we choose the path of ego defences we continue the dysfunction and the further weakening of our humanity, families, selves, hearts and spirits. This poem is about becoming aware of this process and the choice we each have.
Dec 2018 · 62
Higuera Street
Keiya Tasire Dec 2018
An alley of gum stuck to the walls.
We have each taken our turn.
To chew the spearmint, cinnamon and wintergreen well
Then stick it to the wall as our story to tell!

While the people pass by
The smells of BBQ chicken, Tri-Tip and potatoes
Baked in their skins blend on the pallet of hunger.
Stuffing our bags with almonds, veggies
A variety of fruit and black mission figs!

We could hardly wait to step into
Our favorite Thursday Night
Higuera Street Restaurant
For Sushi, Asian BBQ, and all the fixings.
To fill our hearts with laughter
And our bellies with warmth.

We loved the SLO Farmer's Market long ago.
Now we are scattered across the continent
In two countries and six states.
Who would have ever known
That these times would pass so quickly?
family outing farmer's-Market sushi Asian-BBQ tri-tip baked-potatoes gum alley restaurant laughter SLO Higuera-St
Dec 2018 · 909
What'cha Doing?
Keiya Tasire Dec 2018
The question rings as a rattle on my cage.
"I am writing poetry" I answered.

He mumbled, "I thought you were playing Mahjong."

I exhaled hard, "I was. I won two games. " I said  with a little aggravation.

"Hum..." he said, then all fell silent.
I did not respond.

Only the sound of my fingers typing on the keyboard continued
Until he could not stand it anymore, "There's news today. The USA is pulling out of Syria."

"Hum, that's good." I said.

He said, "I am sure the families of the soldiers that are coming home are happy."

"Yeah, they probably are." I said halfheartedly as I continued to write.

"Israel is still worried about their borders."

Sarcastically I replied, "Maybe they will build  a wall."
The sounds of tap-tap-tap on the keyboard, continuing...

He said, "Yeah, maybe Trump will help them."
I stopped typing.
We laughed and I continued to write.

It was quiet for just a moment.
Then he said, "What'cha doing now?
We both laughed out loud!!!
And I finished this writing.
Humor goes a long ways in soothing rough edges.
Dec 2018 · 200
An Arc & Covenant of Love
Keiya Tasire Dec 2018
A child was born
If in the Winter or Spring,
I do not know.

Into her arms
She cradled Him
Her adoring eyes
Gazed upon Him
With depth of
Her Love

Is this the same Love
Every Mother feels?

Open Heart
with a deep enduring
Love!

Today
Opening
Letting go!
Allowing!

With sweet innocence
Love flowing
As a river.

Pouring with Love
Bursting with Life

From the Eternal Family Tree!
Generation, upon generation
Forever!

Roots and Branches.
Standing within the Eternal Sea

Merkabah Spin!
An Arc and Covenant of Love
Merkabah Spin!

Standing within the Eternal Sea
Roots and Branches.
Forever!

Generation upon generation
From the Eternal Family Tree!

Bursting with Life
Pouring with Love

As a river
Love flowing
With sweet innocence

Allowing!
Letting go
Opening
Today

Love!
with a deep enduring
Open Heart

Every Mother feels
Is this the same Love?

Her Love
With depth
Gazed upon him.
With her adoring eyes
She cradled Him
Into her arms.

I do not know
If in the Winter or Spring
Yet a Child was born
An Arch and Covenant of Love.
The love mother's first feel when they take their new born into their arms is immense. Is this the same love that has been felt for generations? Has the same love lasted for eons? Where  did it start? This love sinks deep within our cores and never ever seems to let go.
Dec 2018 · 140
Still Sharp as a Tack?
Keiya Tasire Dec 2018
Evergreen trees & cranberries
Pine cones soaked in cinnamon oil
Candle holders for the beautiful Christmas candles.
Time to decorate with all the fresh trimmings.
Now where are the push pins and tacks?

They say there are only two reasons to forget:
1) I am in love, or it is 2) Senility.
I pray it is Love!
Dec 2018 · 9.8k
The Snowflake
Keiya Tasire Dec 2018
What am I?
Water of Love
A kiss Divine?
Each crystalline design
A shimmering Angel!
Dear heart, uncoil
Open my seeking, hungry soul
Reaching beyond the breath of freedom
To sooth weary pains.
Am I enough?
Clasping each frozen crystal.
Gently touching. Gently Soothing
Each fallen tear.
Gently touching. Gently Soothing
Clasping each frozen crystal.
I am enough!
To Sooth weary pains.
Reaching beyond the breath of freedom
Open my seeking, hungry soul
Dear heart uncoil
A shimmering Angel
Each Crystalline design
A kiss Divine
Water of Love  
Am I.
Walking the medicine wheel as it turns through our life, we grow in wisdom and truth as our capacity to expand in love grows. We find within the core of our self our own a spark of the Divine.

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