Her Pain Dance
~~~
She extends
~~~
Spine arched sharply over
Shaded green fields,
Facing her
Daily mission.
~~~
She prepares
~~~
Like a
Lyrical dancer
Shifting her limbs
Purposefully
in
Synchronized
Pandemonium;
Beginning another
Onerous quest
To reclaim her
Center.
~~~
She yearns
~~~
to
Unravel
Adhesed
Muscle fibers,
Tame
Rebellious joints,
and
Align
her
Misplaced bones.
~~~
She stretches
~~~
Fiercely
with
Resilience
of
a
Brave Tigress
Setting forth
Deliberate intent
to
Free nerves
Trapped
Helplessly on their
Path.
~~~
She exhales
~~~
Forcefully;
Hips Throbbing
Rotating her pelvis
around
The vertical axis of
her
Spine,
Drawing
Painstaking circles
in
The air;
Seeking the graceful place
Where relief
Resides.
~~~
She resists
~~~
Cruel
Demonic Forces
Contracting
Her tenacious fascia,
and
Summons
Strong willful fingers
to
Knead deeply into her own
Aching tissue.
~~~
She sobs
~~~
softly;
Wrapping
Her long thin arms
Tightly around
Self,
and
in
the
Shadow
of
Agony’s harsh
Embrace
~~~
bows
~~~
solemnly
to
stillness.
~~~
Robyn Lee
Conscious Dreams
“Take note of the dreams you have while
you are peacefully awake; for those
dreams house secret windows,
providing clear view of that
which reflects your
most authentic
self.”
~
Robyn Lee
Hospitable Heart
“We welcome love into our lives
when we come to trust
that the doors of our
hearts are best
left wide
open.”
~
Robyn Lee
Because of its open heart-shaped spathe and tropical look, the Anthurium flower is considered worldwide to be the symbol of hospitality. This shy yet seductive plant says : ‘Come on in, you’re welcome here.’
source: Bron: BBH
Gratify
“I come
To answer thy pleasure; be’t to fly,
To swim, to dive into the fire, to ride
On the curl’d clouds, to thy strong bidding task…”
William Shakespeare
The Tempest
Classic Joy
In that pure perfect zone
Excited and free,
Wet luscious sand
Meets a vibrating sea;
Senses are flowing
Sights, textures, and sound,
As he makes his great mark,
In God’s timeless
playground.
~~~~
Robyn Lee
Liberty
“Life without liberty is like a
body without spirit.”
~ Kahil Gibran
Wishing You and Yours a very
Happy Independence Day!!
Much Love,
Robyn Lee
Points of Origin
“From the first place of liquid darkness, within the second place of air and light,
I set down the following record with its mixture of fact and truths and memories
of truths and its direction toward the Third Place,
where the starting point is myth.”
~Janet Frame, To The Is Land
~~~
*Janet Frame, novelist and poet, was born in Dunedin, New Zealand. She was one of five children born to a railway engineer and his wife. She spent her childhood in Oamaru.
Over her lifetime, she wrote eleven novels, four collections of short stories, a book of poetry, an edition of juvenile fiction, and three volumes of autobiography. Since her death, a twelfth novel, a second volume of poetry, and a handful of short stories have been released. Frame’s celebrity is informed by her dramatic personal history as well as her literary career.
The 12th Cascade
On this day
His year begins;
There’s birthday cake
Food, games and grins.
He blows his trumpet
Gifts us with tunes;
Sister accompanies on guitar,
Till guests are aswooned.
When celebrations are over
And all has been said,
He greets his 12th year
By cascading his head!
~Robyn Lee
Dedicated with love to my niece and nephew
on their 12th birthdays
today!
~Aunt Robyn Lee
Frances Scott ~ an Inspiration
“Confidence is the bond of friendship.”
Publilius Syrus
So very touched that my dear friend Frances has honored me this way.
After meeting through our chronic pain challenges, and supporting one another through surgeries, we have a very special bond.
Beautiful Frances ultimately went on to replace both hips at age 40. Here is the ABC news clip featuring her story . Frances is a wonderful mom of three, and was a beloved news anchor for ABC in Raleigh, NC. She suffered a silent agony, with a most complicated case for over a decade before making her brave decision.
Much Love, Blessings and Vibrant Health to you Always Frannie!
~Robyn
Please click here to read a very detailed post that Frances has created detailing her entire journey:
“What is WRONG with You, Girl?” « Not anchored
Visibility
“The finest and most intricate details are often
imperceptible from a distance.”
~Robyn Lee
Remedy: Passion-Flower
heart crawls…
from behind encaging ribs
washed by rain
scorched by light
…all just to be cleansed
of its aching pain..
to be soothed with
the kisses of your words
…to emerge from its hollow night…
blossoming into….
your
intricate, powerful
divinely delicate and trembling
passion-flower…
~Lady Day
~~~
Warm Thanks to Lady Day of Just A Girl With A Heart & A Pen for permitting me to pair her wonderful and impassioned poem entitled, Passion-Flower with my feature image today. I was awed by her words when she posted it, and then set out on a mission to find this enchanting passiflora to photograph for this special post.
Hope you enjoyed!
Much Love,
Robyn Lee
illustration courtesy of:
http://faerieprints.com
Did you know that the herb passionflower, extracted from this beautiful bud, is a natural pain reliever and sedative? Follow this link for more information: TLC Family “Passionflower: Herbal Remedies”
Transcendent Shadow
In the still night
Holding stable
Atop white sandy dunes
I lift my head in prayer.
Hearing the moon’s call, I
Submit to the pleas of my own
Desperate breath.
~~~
A warm salt breeze
Strokes my forehead
Gently urging my eyelids to close;
And quietly, I slip away from
~~~
What is real
What is earthly
What is pain.
~~~
Swiftly transported through
Space and time;
Lifted lovingly onto the wings of
Incandescent stars,
I transcend.
~~~
Spinning fervently
Whirling and turning, round and round
like a Dervish;
Finally, I penetrate a solid
Wall of mirrored glass and,
I am welcomed.
~~~
Without thought
Without words
Without pain,
I enter.
~~~
Here
Where my body
Is weightless and free;
And movement, effortless.
~~~
Here
Without bondage
Without boundary
Without pain.
~~~
Here
Where My dreams
Dance freely,
Held in the safe embrace of
Blissful crystal waters;
~~~
And
Where my heart beats in
Perfect sync with the
Rhythmic tides of
My truth.
~
Robyn Lee
Shadow Lover
Take me to the green in youThe secret valley beneath the sun
Hidden behind the whispering ghosts
Of whom you pretend to be
Open up your mossy arms
So I may open mine
And wrap all limbs round your spirit wide
To exist as half no more
Bring me to your mossy floor
Beneath the shadows of your fear
A raven bride in white
A ladder to your soul
Fold down your branches
Peel open your chocolate bark
So I may pour
As liquid amber
Through your very veins
——————
by, Sam Craft
I am thrilled to share this collaborative project with you today. Special thanks to Sam of of Everyday Asperger’s, who penned this stunning piece entitled The Raven Bride in White at the most perfect time to accompany my beloved shadow image.
Hope you enjoyed!
Much Love ~ Robyn Lee
Resist Not
She concedes at last
’twas all for naught;
The knowing she craves
Cannot be sought.
Nothing to fight
Nor push against;
She lets down her guard
No resist, or defense.
When tomorrow is born
She will sense life anew;
For it’s only to Self
That she need remain true.
~Robyn Lee
THROUGH THE HEALING LENS 
