Category: spirituality

daylight

On By Amrita Skye BlaineIn Awakening, awe, Daily reminders, feelings, gratitude, heart, light, Musings, Non-duality, nonduality, notes from self, Poetry, simple pleasures, spirituality2 Comments

daylight

I wake into day
instead of the India ink
that precedes first light
overslept
missed dark’s quiet
missed the first breath
of light dusting the sky
it’s not even seven
the day’s in full swing
where is my quiet?
that still point before
the world awakens
the dark well
waiting for me
to sink down
drench in
its luscious hush

the gift today
asks for welcome
doves cooing
texts dinging
flash of bird wing
and thieving squirrel
no dark well
instead sunshine
kisses the treetops
good morning!

2023 ©Amrita Skye Blaine
I’m writing a poem a day. These are drafts—not final versions.

so much broken

On By Amrita Skye BlaineIn Awakening, awe, Daily reminders, death, heart, loss, Love, Musings, Non-duality, nonduality, notes from self, Poetry, spirituality, suffering3 Comments

so much broken

bones here and there
my heart, many times
spirit, at least
one, two, three

is this the path of love?
this way
of brokenness
we greet each day?

life rent me
so I see the shape—
the disorder required
reveals the whole

an onyx crow picks
squirrel from the road
Cooper’s hawk nabs
crow—life’s wheel

the rabbit-gray dawn
signals rain,
branches bow
then break in rising wind

perfect symmetry—
be born from knowing
live out our lives
die into knowing

the gift that’s given—
we are shattered
in a hundred ways
and remade again

2023 ©Amrita Skye Blaine
I’m writing a poem a day. These are drafts—not final versions.

revealing

On By Amrita Skye BlaineIn Awakening, awe, Daily reminders, memoir, Musings, Non-duality, nonduality, notes from self, Poetry, spirituality4 Comments

revealing

I stand at the counter
working to peel
the sticky little label
from an apple
not always easy

so it is when I pick
at memory’s edge
a fingernail helps—
with small incursions
I raise a corner
and the recollection
peels back

images flood in—
just like the apple
some are crisp
ready to slice and chew
I uncover rotten spots,
and excise those, too

an apple a day
keeps the doctor away
does this apply
to memory? does
the saying hold true?

2023 ©Amrita Skye Blaine
I’m writing a poem a day. These are drafts—not final versions.


eavesdropping

On By Amrita Skye BlaineIn Awakening, Daily reminders, feelings, mind, Musings, Non-duality, nonduality, notes from self, Poetry, spirituality, thoughtsLeave a comment

eavesdropping

have you eavesdropped
on yourself? watched
your meddling mind?
from my hinterlands
I can report that it’s
a wayward place

thoughts arrive and leave
without warning
some are even savage—
wanting to sting the one
who just stung me—
but, if I don’t grab on,
don’t choose
to make them mine,
those thoughts
will wash away

I watch them go
and in the evanescent space,
that precious emptiness,
there is an opportunity

2023 ©Amrita Skye Blaine
I’m writing a poem a day. These are drafts—not final versions.

feast

On By Amrita Skye BlaineIn Awakening, awe, Daily reminders, death, gratitude, heart, joy, Musings, Non-duality, nonduality, notes from self, Poetry, spiritualityLeave a comment

feast

in the longer view,
a finger snap
and life is done—
savor the spread
that is yours alone
the benediction of early light
and holy kiss of dusk’s dying sun
share what you can
spill paint onto murals
and let words flood—
your face thrown back,
spin in spring rain
the world needs you,
your voice, your scope
none other

2023 ©Amrita Skye Blaine
I’m writing a poem a day. These are drafts—not final versions.

stop thinking

On By Amrita Skye BlaineIn Awakening, awe, consciousness, Daily reminders, gratitude, joy, light, mind, Musings, Non-duality, nonduality, notes from self, Poetry, Silence, spirituality, thoughtsLeave a comment

stop thinking

I think 99 times and find nothing. I stop thinking, swim in silence,
and the truth comes to me. —Albert Einstein

I can’t “stop” thinking
the mind just runs
a banal and ceaseless train
yet I can slip beneath,
dive into bracing light
thoughts will play up top
I let them romp

once beneath
viewpoint fades—
such reprieve!
I rest in that light’s sling
sway in solitude and be,
just be
restored, refilled
with streaks of inspiration
I drift back up
accede to thought again

2023 ©Amrita Skye Blaine
I’m writing a poem a day. These are drafts—not final versions.

huge silence

On By Amrita Skye BlaineIn Awakening, awe, consciousness, Daily reminders, gratitude, heart, joy, Musings, Non-duality, nonduality, notes from self, Poetry, Silence, spirituality, Truth2 Comments

huge silence

There is a huge silence within each of us, beckoning
us back into itself. —attributed to Meister Eckhart

it’s always there
waiting to be noticed
the fathomless well
calling me inward
into the heart
of the heart
I swim down
deeper
find silence’s support
how it buoys
how it thirsts,
welcoming
those who remember—
held by the depth
thankful, I bow

2023 ©Amrita Skye Blaine
I’m writing a poem a day. These are drafts—not final versions.

tumblers

On By Amrita Skye BlaineIn Awakening, Daily reminders, heart, Love, Musings, Non-duality, nonduality, notes from self, Poetry, spirituality6 Comments

tumblers

when the gateways
in my heart line up,
when I feel safe
and seen,
that sawtooth edge,
the life-shaped key,
clicks tumblers
one two three…
channels clear
love is freed
to flow with ease—
the magic trick,
the sleight-of-hand
is not to lock again

2023 ©Amrita Skye Blaine
I’m writing a poem a day. These are drafts—not final versions

breath

On By Amrita Skye BlaineIn Awakening, awe, Breath, Daily reminders, gratitude, light, Musings, Non-duality, nonduality, notes from self, pathless path, Poetry, spirituality4 Comments

breath

some take for granted
this rosary called breath
each inbreath an invocation
every outbreath a prayer
prayer in
prayer out
quiet susurration

I sit in silence with
generous light returning
the robin’s early song
my easy breathing—
no entreaties
no words at all

2023 ©Amrita Skye Blaine
I’m writing a poem a day. These are drafts—not final versions.

the missionary and the dervish

On By Amrita Skye BlaineIn Awakening, awe, Daily reminders, gratitude, Love, memoir, Musings, Non-duality, nonduality, notes from self, paradox, Poetry, simple pleasures, spirituality2 Comments

the missionary and the dervish

she’s elderly
I’m only aged
seventeen years
between us
we knew upon
first meeting
we’d be fine friends
missionary emeritus,
retired dervish
antipodal beliefs?
not so—
on our separate paths,
broken, wounded
flayed open by our lives
both ran aground,
set up bivouac
and stayed—
love won

2023 ©Amrita Skye Blaine
I’m writing a poem a day. These are drafts—not final versions.