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Dancing Heart
by Kelly Athena   

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Category: 

Action/Thriller

Publisher:  Kelly Athena Type: 
Pages: 

120

Copyright:  June 8, 2008 ISBN-13:  9780615217680
Non-Fiction

175 poems of hope and passion for life, 20 Plage Pages of creative interaction

Dancing Heart

Dancing Heart seeks to connect the readers to their deep, underlying vibrancy. It explores the mysterious labyrinth of human experience and finds hope and purpose in every curve of the path. Using rich metaphors from nature, relationship stories, and whimsy, this book helps the reader identify their most powerful passions and create a plan to follow them. The engaging Play Sheets spark the readers’ imagination and clarify their direction.                     .
  
A lovely gift for any seeker of greater joy and meaning.  


Excerpt


How to Feel Good
I escort “I’m not enough” thoughts to the drain
You don’t know squat—you’re inhumane
You’ve lost your chance to hurt and maim
Feeling good now calls my name

Your vicious words were said in vain
Your so-called wisdom was just feigned
You can no longer cause me pain
I hold the power over my domain

I flush you down the pipes with glee,
you worthless chain of stupidity
You’ve waned to nothing—your reign is over
I AM ENOUGH now and forevermore




On Being Free
Only when I am free
can I show others
their possibility
of being free



My I.D.
The intention of my soul
is joyful inspiration
To be vibrant and whole
is my identification



Viewpoint
I am not a victim of fate
I am a result of what I co-create




Inner Journey
Thoughts rush in at a blinding pace
How did I ever choose this place
of judge and jury, wild hurry
victim’s story, constant worry?
There is no prize for such a race
but blurry eyes and drooping face

So I take a breath
so deep and long
its rhythmic pulse
becomes a song
leading to a hidden gate
deep beyond my guilty weight
I find the key
beneath a stone
of moss and cold and used up bone
I turn the lock and swing the door
and find within my central core
a soothing stream so cool and wide
it absorbs all I feel inside
No more effort needed here
where everything is calm and clear
I dive in and let my body go
with the steady pulling flow

Now suddenly I’m at the brim
of a vast overflowing rim

I’m blasted out into the fall,
suspended in a liquid wall
With closed eyes I’m finally seeing
the spacious wonder of my being
where all is still
all is bliss
and I accept life’s gentle kiss




The Attic
Someone pushed me into a corner
of a musty dark attic
where I lay curled up, unsure,
stiff as an unlit candlewick.

They left a long time ago—
tip-tapping down the staircase
and shutting the door behind.
I could have left here too
so many times
but I just stay in my mind
and dream of flying away.

There’s a crack in the window
and I hear the curling branch of an oak
tip-tapping on the glass
tapping for me I think
as if to say,
“Climb down my strong arms.
It’s okay to come play on my swing today,
to arch in the glow of the sun,
to blow the heavy dust away.
We really could have fun!”



Tears
Don’t be afraid
the tears will never stop
All they do is wash you clean
Be more afraid
that the tears will never start




The Good Girl Game
Nuclear fusion or is it fission
I’ve got confusion or is it division?
Should I blow my top, fizz and pop,
squirt and bubble, cause some trouble,
storm and steam, get real mean,
run away or fume and stay
Be solid and calm, explode like a bomb
Spew out harm or keep my charm
Take a pill or just get ill
Let my blood boil to the gills
Try to fit or flat out quit
Show I’m smart or act my part
Pull the plug and let it drain
or keep quiet and remain
stuck right here in soundless fear
playing the good girl game



Avalanche
I wouldn’t let myself feel
all the things that would let me heal
because I thought it would start
an avalanche
that I couldn’t control
that would never stop
that would bury me
under all the debris
as I shook free
from what’s holding me



Expectation
Without expectation
there is no possibility for resentment

The Shape of a Tree
Your branches reflect
in the morning light
onto my shiny table
through the window
upside down, bright
stark geometry
of January

You have lost
the weight of summer leaves
You are so skinny,
I can see your bones—
sharp, white,
outlined by blue sky

You’ll be fat again
in June
full and curvy
and you’ll give me shade
You’re beautiful to me
either way



The Lotus
I’m exhilarated when I notice
the exquisite symmetry of a lotus
I feel intoxicated as I watch it
rise above the pond,
unfold itself at dawn
open wide so splendidly
in all its radiant intricacy
laying bare the regal mystery
of life’s underlying unity





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