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The cloak of deep grief has engulfed me.

Inside my ego hides and seeks

…then around the corner peeks

and cries, " what about me? "

Me, me, me!

 

Somewhere in the night

the cat burglar

got my tongue.

 

Surrender, transform me.

No trap doors, or hidden pockets

No past, no future

Just now-erasing time.

 

Embrace it. Face it. Feel it fully.

Without attachment, move into

the pain.

 

Ouch.

 

Ego- kicking and screaming.

Go to your room and don't come out

until you can behave like a young lady.

Tick tock

The clock must have stopped

40 years have passed.

 

Stillness

An unfathomable sense of peace.

Within peace is joy.

Within joy is Love.

Is...am

Green eggs and ham

Sam...

I

am

Love.

 

~Danielle

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Happy 4oth D- May you enjoy many more years of love and service.

 

I remember this age it is glorious and with your Kundalini you are blessed.

 

I know you ...I love you ...and I always will...

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Danielle

 

 

 

I love your poem! I especially like the line about sending your ego to her room

until she can behave. That was so funny! What great metaphors - I understand and

relate .

 

Smiling from your words =) Mary

 

 

 

 

ginal Message -----

" iamwaitingmoon " <iamwaitingmoon

 

Wednesday, April 28, 2010 10:40:46 AM GMT -06:00 US/Canada Central

Sam I am

 

 

 

 

 

 

The cloak of deep grief has engulfed me.

Inside my ego hides and seeks

…then around the corner peeks

and cries, " what about me? "

Me, me, me!

 

Somewhere in the night

the cat burglar

got my tongue.

 

Surrender, transform me.

No trap doors, or hidden pockets

No past, no future

Just now-erasing time.

 

Embrace it. Face it. Feel it fully.

Without attachment, move into

the pain.

 

Ouch.

 

Ego- kicking and screaming.

Go to your room and don't come out

until you can behave like a young lady.

Tick tock

The clock must have stopped

40 years have passed.

 

Stillness

An unfathomable sense of peace.

Within peace is joy.

Within joy is Love.

Is...am

Green eggs and ham

Sam...

I

am

Love.

 

~Danielle

 

 

 

 

 

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Thank you all. Nearly a week has passed since my b-day. I was in tremendous pain

and experienced deep deep grief, emotional and physical as I wrote this this

morning. To receive happy birthday wishes and smiles in return is a bit of a

surprise. By this being so, you have assisted me in not attaching to the pain.

 

Thank you dearly.

 

Love:

Danielle

 

, " yudhisthira1 "

<yudhisthira1 wrote:

>

> Happy Birthday Danielle,

>

> I enjoy your poem. Big Hug.

>

> Johannes

>

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Very nice Danielle!

 

 

 

 

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iamwaitingmoon <iamwaitingmoon

 

Wed, April 28, 2010 10:40:46 AM

Sam I am

 

 

The cloak of deep grief has engulfed me.

Inside my ego hides and seeks

…then around the corner peeks

and cries, " what about me? "

Me, me, me!

 

Somewhere in the night

the cat burglar

got my tongue.

 

Surrender, transform me.

No trap doors, or hidden pockets

No past, no future

Just now-erasing time.

 

Embrace it. Face it. Feel it fully.

Without attachment, move into

the pain.

 

Ouch.

 

Ego- kicking and screaming.

Go to your room and don't come out

until you can behave like a young lady.

Tick tock

The clock must have stopped

40 years have passed.

 

Stillness

An unfathomable sense of peace.

Within peace is joy.

Within joy is Love.

Is...am

Green eggs and ham

Sam...

I

am

Love.

 

~Danielle

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Loved your poem Danielle.

 

Love,

Linda

 

, katharine walker

<kzenith13 wrote:

>

> Very nice Danielle!

>

>

>

>

> ________________________________

> iamwaitingmoon <iamwaitingmoon

>

> Wed, April 28, 2010 10:40:46 AM

> Sam I am

>

>  

> The cloak of deep grief has engulfed me.

> Inside my ego hides and seeks

> …then around the corner peeks

> and cries, " what about me? "

> Me, me, me!

>

> Somewhere in the night

> the cat burglar

> got my tongue.

>

> Surrender, transform me.

> No trap doors, or hidden pockets

> No past, no future

> Just now-erasing time.

>

> Embrace it. Face it. Feel it fully.

> Without attachment, move into

> the pain.

>

> Ouch.

>

> Ego- kicking and screaming.

> Go to your room and don't come out

> until you can behave like a young lady.

> Tick tock

> The clock must have stopped

> 40 years have passed.

>

> Stillness

> An unfathomable sense of peace.

> Within peace is joy.

> Within joy is Love.

> Is...am

> Green eggs and ham

> Sam...

> I

> am

> Love.

>

> ~Danielle

>

 

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happy belated birthday Danielle. Your poem really resonated with me especially

the part abut surrender and embracing the pain, to be burned at the stake again

and again and from those ashes to be risen again. Transformation sure can hurt.

 

craig

 

, " iamwaitingmoon "

<iamwaitingmoon wrote:

>

> Thank you all. Nearly a week has passed since my b-day. I was in tremendous

pain and experienced deep deep grief, emotional and physical as I wrote this

this morning. To receive happy birthday wishes and smiles in return is a bit of

a surprise. By this being so, you have assisted me in not attaching to the pain.

>

> Thank you dearly.

>

> Love:

> Danielle

>

> , " yudhisthira1 "

<yudhisthira1@> wrote:

> >

> > Happy Birthday Danielle,

> >

> > I enjoy your poem. Big Hug.

> >

> > Johannes

> >

>

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