MLP~Mystic Lake Poetry

Hmmmm

I don't know about mine being mystical in style... but thanks Art, for the shameless promo!

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Ty

Art ty for the pointer to the two poems. I throughly enjoyed both reads! Hope all are good out there. I got new arrows for practicing and other appliances for my lessons on the long bow. It is a wonderful ancient sport and I am really getting connected to the earth as I pull the string and send the arrows flying.

Morgan had me try his c. bow and I hated it filled with man made energy that reeked of technology and killing. So I will stay with the longbow and the glorious textures of the work and graceful call from my deep muscle memory developing in my style and dance with the earth and air.

blessings
du~
 
In the Works

The Watchman


He sits and waits
her maturing faulters on the edge
poised between earth and sky
his cravings crawl from his mind.

A strength from within, burning under her skin
feminine eyes blink back tears of the past
their path bursting with dusty red rocks
youthful terra filled with vigorous life.

He calls for her to follow
hand held out for her safe approach
pushing her forward into gusting joys
an addiction to share one's mirth.

Elks whistle, grouse dance
echoing canyons filled with silent solace
wide open spaces of healing red
willingly she stands before the watchman.

Protective love wrapped in burly arms
a seduction to change
luring her into a new world
filled with pink folds of clay upon the horizon.
 
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mystic thoughts from du...

Du Lac said:
The Watchman


He sits and waits
her maturing faulters on the edge
poised between earth and sky
his cravings crawl from his mind.

A strength from within, burning under her skin
feminine eyes blink back tears of the past
their path bursting with dusty red rocks
youthful terra filled with vigorous life.

He calls for her to follow
hand held out for her safe approach
pushing her forward into gusting joys
an addiction to share one's mirth.

Elks whistle, grouse dance
echoing canyons filled with silent solace
wide open spaces of healing red
willingly she stands before the watchman.

Protective love wrapped in burly arms
a seduction to change
luring her into a new world
filled with pink folds of clay upon the horizon.


you may want to chek out this book ..has a pattern along lines....learning of the great KA....
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Du Lac said:
Art ty for the pointer to the two poems. I throughly enjoyed both reads! Hope all are good out there. I got new arrows for practicing and other appliances for my lessons on the long bow. It is a wonderful ancient sport and I am really getting connected to the earth as I pull the string and send the arrows flying.

Morgan had me try his c. bow and I hated it filled with man made energy that reeked of technology and killing. So I will stay with the longbow and the glorious textures of the work and graceful call from my deep muscle memory developing in my style and dance with the earth and air.

blessings
du~

I understand what your saying, for years I shot my fathers long bow and was 'hell' bent that that was where it was at <grin> one day in south texas I shot at a monster buck and the arrow flew true, but the deer was far enough they jump out of the way of the arrow, so I went with speed and projection, that hasn't happened since. But I know exactly what you mean about feeling what man had to use for a weapon as well as survival for a long time...I am thrilled you enjoy archery, remember the poem..."A French Rose" the archery match <grin>


have a great day hun and watch that wrist <grin> wrist guard?
 
A dreaming reef groans plentifully
sneering with golden need
and cajoling brightly in rapture.
Whilst scented spring bows
amongst the trees,
whilst tormented nature grows with presence.
Autumn now draws brown colours ,
waves roll, ebb and flow
and the wind whispers into a breeze.


:rose:
 
Jennifer C said:
A dreaming reef groans plentifully
sneering with golden need
and cajoling brightly in rapture.
Whilst scented spring bows
amongst the trees,
whilst tormented nature grows with presence.
Autumn now draws brown colours ,
waves roll, ebb and flow
and the wind whispers into a breeze.


:rose:

this was inspired by a small pic RF sent me.


dense fog and horns blown
cometh the prince
of notingham row

find the maiden
of locks and curls
all he wants is a lay with a girl

selecting a flower
he quickly mates
then he leaves with out hesitate

eyes boiled with feverish love
she chased this man
with a passionate nudge

fire formed around finger tips
throwing lightening
and through his flesh it ripped.

That was the day
the king and queen wept
 
A rushing snowflake sleeps softly
preying in fearful longing
and drifting loudly in happiness.
Whilst cool winter laughs merrily
in misty swirls,
morning retires with resolution.
Life shimmers in cyan lines ,
resonant
a single raindrop slides like a tear,
down my windowpane.


:cool:
 
Jennifer C said:
A rushing snowflake sleeps softly
preying in fearful longing
and drifting loudly in happiness.
Whilst cool winter laughs merrily
in misty swirls,
morning retires with resolution.
Life shimmers in cyan lines ,
resonant
a single raindrop slides like a tear,
down my windowpane.


:cool:

wow!

~~~~~~~~~~~~

the pink
chased the black
as shimmering
sparkles grew

the blue chased the pink
exposing
soul diamonds
the morning Du!
 
shimmy outta all my clothes.
watching as tha full moon
glitters n grows.
lake water so cool, n clean.
grass so fluffy n green.

prancing around, running free.
just loving the moon, lake and me.
flowers tilting as I run. wishing,
they could share in tha fun.

long blonde hair flowing in the wind.
boldly my body floats and bends.
run splashing laughing straight into water.
swimming like a lil river otter.

:rose:

Hmmm, almost had it ...

:)
 
banalities

grand fairied in
between
rewind and tilt
a fairies world
is ever ending

cliches twist... :devil:
 
The rumbling sea blows curiously
sluggish in chilled trust
and preying quietly in happiness.
Whilst winter breaths
into the wind,
and day dreams in ease.
Daylight places teasing blankets ,
hiding the shadows
as night falls.
 
She danced around like a butterfly
in a summer dress of pale blue
spining over the earth in joy
arms out flapping
laughing
'coy'
~
'toy'
a flower
plucked smiling
happily cupping beauty
she spread her wings flapping
mysitcly she flew into the blue sky​
 
My Erotic Tale said:
She danced around like a butterfly
in a summer dress of pale blue
spining over the earth in joy
arms out flapping
laughing
'coy'
~
'toy'
a flower
plucked smiling
happily cupping beauty
she spread her wings flapping
mysitcly she flew into the blue sky​

I like this very much hun :rose:

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The raging summer's morning blushes gruffly
soaring with lustful need
and sparkling through glee.
Whilst searing summer whispers
in the starlit night,
whilst fear dreams with tenacity.
The Winters moon sketches loving streaks ,
reflections dance across still waters
and I watch, enthralled.
 
a little screw up in posting lol.... Blue I HOPE THAT WILMA DID NOT COME NEAR YOU AND THAT YOU ARE WELL. YOU AND QUIET POET ARE IN MY PRAYERS..
LOVE
DU~ :rose:
 
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just a little info

Shekina or Shekinah


The Jewish-Kabbalistic version of Shakti; the female soul of God. The idea was the God could not be complete, whole, until he was united with her. The Kabbalists believed that it was God’s lost of his Shekina which brought about evil. From the Hebrew Shekina means "dwelling place," giving the concept that God had no "home" without her. Like her Tantric counterpart Shakti, the Sh’kina was the source of all "soul" in the universe. The Gnostic Christians of the fourth century spoke of Sh’kina as a "spirit of glory" in who Beings of Light lived, as children in their mother’s body or home. Mani referred to the Aeons of sh’kinas or female spirits of the sacred year.

The Kabbalists taught that it was essential to bring the male and female cosmic principles together once more, which could possibly be achieved through sexual magic, signifying the union of the sun (man) and the moon (woman), which was graphically expressed by the hexagram. Philosophically the Kabbalists were saying the supernal mother Shekina is manifested in the earthly mother, with whom her husband should lie on the Sabbath, because "all the six days of the week derive their blessing" from this coupling. Rabbi Eliahu di Vidas said, "Who has not experienced the force of passionate love for a woman will never attain to the love of God."

Jewish mystics claimed the "outer garment" of the Shekina is the Torah, "Holy Law." Man becomes a Bridegroom of the Torah by study, symbolized in erotic imagery. He has to court her as he would a beautiful maiden. "She begins from behind a curtain to speak words in keeping with his understanding, until very slowly insight comes to him." The Shekina as the "Indwelling One" might be compared to the Latin I-dea, or Goddess Within. "She opens the door of her hidden chamber ever so little, and for a moment reveals her face to her lover, but hides it again forthwith…He alone sees it and is drawn to her with his heart and soul and his whole being."

As man requires his Shekina for his enlightenment, so God requires his Shekina for his wisdom and creativity. This is a crucial tenet of Kabbalism.



The term "Shekinah" means "dwelling" and is used to describe God's presence in this world. The word Shekinah is not found in the Bible. Its earliest appearance is in the Targums where it used with regard to God dwelling among the children of Israel. As such, the term and concept of Shekinah are not found very often in Christian literature. The "New Testament" allusions to the Shekinah include Luke 2:9; John 1:14; and Romans 9:4, where it is referred to as God's "glory," and is connected to the Messiah and the Millennium. The Zohar has hundreds of references to the Shekinah.

Shekinah - also spelled Shekhina, Shekhinah, Shekina, and Shechina - is known in the Qabalah, an ancient form of Jewish mysticism, as one of the emanations of God and the actual Presence of God. The belief was that one could not see God in Its fullness, but could see the emanation of God, Shekinah. When Moses asked to see God, it was Shekinah that he saw. Shekinah is also the consort, or Bride, of God. As such, she is Mother to us all, just as God is our Father.

In earlier times, God was seen as either dwelling in the clouds or in high places like mountains or very high hills. With the construction of the Ark of the Covenant, and then the construction of the Temple, a part of the Godhead came to dwell in the Ark and then in the Temple. This could not be the male God, the God of the Sky and of High Places. So Shekinah, formerly known as Asherah, a Goddess of Earth and Sea, came to dwell in the Ark of the Covenant and then in the Temple.

Originally it was Asherah who dwelled in the Temple as the Bride of God, His representative there. But after the "reforms" of King Josiah, Asherah worship was forbidden in the Temple. Still, the Jews knew that their Lady was still living there as their Queen and the representative of El, their God. So Asherah evolved. She began to be seen as the presence of God, and less as a separate entity. She became Shekinah, which means something like She who dwells (from the Hebrew shakhan, which means the act of dwelling). However, Asherah did not really change. She was always the representative of Her Husband, just as He was always HER representative. She, an Earth Goddess, was also Queen of Heaven. He, as Sky God, was also Ruler of Earth. This occurred only through Their marriage. So, it was not really that Asherah worship ever changed much within Judaism, or that Asherah Herself changed; only, it was made to look like it had changed to fool the patriarchal priests.

Unfortunately, Shekinah has been all but lost to Christianity. Elements of Her remain in Mother Mary, who was perhaps Shekinah's incarnation. Mary Theotokos, as She is called, actually held the presence of God (Yeshua) within Her. She is known as the Queen of Heaven, but she is the representative of God to us and delivers our prayers to Him, according to Catholic tradition. Her apparitions are much more frequent than the apparitions of Yeshua, and the Father never appears. It seems that She is truly His representative to us, because (as we know) She is His Bride.

The union of Shekinah and El was never more evident than in the Sabbath. She is known as the Sabbath Bride, or the Sabbath Queen. Each week on the Sabbath, God and Goddess, El and Shekinah, act out the Song of Songs. One rabbi called that holy book the "Holy of Holies" of the Bible! Now take a look at this passage from the Zohar (the holy book of the Qabalah), called the Secret of the Sabbath, which tells us all about the Sabbath Queen:
 
A rambling winter's eve' rumbles forlornly
riding with tossed force
and sagging softly in love.
Cold Winter whispers
in shades of red,
and nature reposes with emotion.
A wintry wind now throws green mottles ,
spreading opulently
and clouds billow like giant sails across a thundrous sky.


Hey Du... :rose:
 
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Shekina or Shekinah


The Jewish-Kabbalistic version of Shakti; the female soul of God. The idea was the God could not be complete, whole, until he was united with her. The Kabbalists believed that it was God’s lost of his Shekina which brought about evil.

lack of....? <grin>

nice lesson Du <more please >

that was Mystical....
 
Joseph Campbell

Eternity
is a dimension
of the here and now.

The divine lives within you.

Live from your own center.

Your real duty
is to go away from the community
to find your bliss.

The society is the enemy
when it imposes its structures
on the individual.

On the dragon there are many scales.
Everyone of them says "Thou Shalt."

Kill the dragon "Thou Shalt."

When one has killed that dragon,
one has become The Child.

Breaking out
is following your bliss pattern,
quitting the old place,
starting your hero journey,
following your bliss.

You throw off yesterday
as the snake sheds its skin.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Follow your bliss.

The heroic life is living the individual
adventure.

There is no security
in following the call to adventure.

Nothing is exciting
if you know
what the outcome is going to be.

To refuse the call
means stagnation.

What you don't experience positively
you will experience negatively.

You enter the forest
at the darkest point,
where there is no path.

Where there is a way or path,
it is someone else's path.

You are not on your own path.

If you follow someone else's way,
you are not going to realize
your potential.



From Reflections on the Art of Living
Joseph Campbell
 
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The Sleeping tree pulls motionlessly
riding in lustful desire
and wailing loudly in desperation.
Frigid Winter laughs
in chilly mists,
and life advances in satisfaction.
A wintry wind draws persuasive red patchwork ,
and buds open for summer rays
and angels dance in the moonlight.
 
I hear nothing
But the sound of
A thousand eagles
Rushing through my
Inner soul, piercing
A million shadows
And leading me onto
The mountain's peak
 
ah...the power of myth...know it well

ty for the tip...sometimes we need reminded to center...am glad your back...

Du Lac said:
Eternity
is a dimension
of the here and now.

The divine lives within you.

Live from your own center.

Your real duty
is to go away from the community
to find your bliss.

The society is the enemy
when it imposes its structures
on the individual.

On the dragon there are many scales.
Everyone of them says "Thou Shalt."

Kill the dragon "Thou Shalt."

When one has killed that dragon,
one has become The Child.

Breaking out
is following your bliss pattern,
quitting the old place,
starting your hero journey,
following your bliss.

You throw off yesterday
as the snake sheds its skin.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Follow your bliss.

The heroic life is living the individual
adventure.

There is no security
in following the call to adventure.

Nothing is exciting
if you know
what the outcome is going to be.

To refuse the call
means stagnation.

What you don't experience positively
you will experience negatively.

You enter the forest
at the darkest point,
where there is no path.

Where there is a way or path,
it is someone else's path.

You are not on your own path.

If you follow someone else's way,
you are not going to realize
your potential.



From Reflections on the Art of Living
Joseph Campbell
;)
 
Du Lac said:
Eternity
is a dimension
of the here and now.

The divine lives within you.

Live from your own center.

Your real duty
is to go away from the community
to find your bliss.

The society is the enemy
when it imposes its structures
on the individual.

On the dragon there are many scales.
Everyone of them says "Thou Shalt."

Kill the dragon "Thou Shalt."

When one has killed that dragon,
one has become The Child.

Breaking out
is following your bliss pattern,
quitting the old place,
starting your hero journey,
following your bliss.

You throw off yesterday
as the snake sheds its skin.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Follow your bliss.

The heroic life is living the individual
adventure.

There is no security
in following the call to adventure.

Nothing is exciting
if you know
what the outcome is going to be.

To refuse the call
means stagnation.

What you don't experience positively
you will experience negatively.

You enter the forest
at the darkest point,
where there is no path.

Where there is a way or path,
it is someone else's path.

You are not on your own path.

If you follow someone else's way,
you are not going to realize
your potential.



From Reflections on the Art of Living
Joseph Campbell


The wisdom of the Snow Owl falls upon us like a
white feather <grin> thanks Du
 
Oracle of Delphi

The name Delphoi is connected with δελφός delphus "womb" and may indicate archaic veneration of an Earth Goddess at the site. Apollo is connected with the site by his epithet Δελφίνιος Delphinios, "the Delphinian", i.e. either "the one of Delphi", or "the one of the womb". The epithet is connected with dolphins (the "womb-fish") in the Homeric Hymn to Apollo Εις Απόλλωνα Πύθιον, 400), telling how Apollo first came to Delphi in the shape of a dolphin, carrying Cretan priests on his back.

Another legend held that Apollo walked to Delphi from the north and stopped at Tempe, a city in Thessaly to pick laurel, a plant sacred to him. In commemoration of this legend, the winners at the Pythian Games received a laurel wreath picked in Tempe.

Delphi was the site of a major temple to Phoebus Apollo, as well as the Pythian Games and a famous oracle. Even in Roman times hundreds of votive statues remained, described by Pliny the Younger and seen by Pausanias.

When young, Apollo killed the chthonic serpent Python, which lived beside the Castalian Spring, according to some because Python had attempted to rape Leto while she was pregnant with Apollo and Artemis. This was the spring which emitted vapors that caused the Oracle at Delphi to give her prophesies. Apollo killed Python but had to be punished for it, since Python was a child of Gaia. The shrine dedicated to Apollo was probably originally dedicated to Gaia and then Poseidon. The oracle at that time predicted the future based on the lapping water and leaves rustling in the trees.


The Pythian Games comprised a chariot race, thus this magnificent statue, the Charioteer of Delphi.[edit]
Oracle
The first oracle at Delphi was commonly known as Sibyl, though her name was Herophile. She sang her predictions, which she received from Gaia. Later, "Sibyl" became a title given to whichever priestess manned the oracle at the time. The Sibyl sat on the Sibylline Rock, breathing in vapors from the ground1 and gaining her often puzzling predictions from that. Pausanias claimed that the Sibyl was "born between man and goddess, daughter of sea monsters and an immortal nymph". Others said she was sister or daughter to Apollo. Still others claimed the Sibyl received her powers from Gaia originally, who passed the oracle to Themis, who passed it to Phoebe.

This oracle exerted considerable influence across the country, and was consulted before all major undertakings: wars, the founding of colonies, and so forth. She also was respected by the semi-Hellenic countries around the Greek world, such as Lydia, Caria, and even Egypt. Croesus of Lydia consulted Delphi before attacking Persia, and according to Herodotus received the answer "if you do, you will destroy a great empire." Croesus found the response favorable and attacked, and was utterly overthrown (resulting, of course, in the destruction of his own empire).

The oracle is also said to have proclaimed Socrates the wisest man in Greece, to which Socrates said that if so, this was because he alone was aware of his own ignorance. This claim is related to one of the most famous mottos of Delphi, which Socrates said he learned there, Gnothi Seauton (Γνώθι Σεαυτόν): "know thyself". Another famous motto of Delphi is Meden Agan (Μηδέν Άγαν): "nothing in excess".

In the 3rd century A.D., the oracle (perhaps bribed) declared that the god would no longer speak there.

The temple to Apollo at Delphi was built by Trophonius and Agamedes.
 
Du Lac said:
The name Delphoi is connected with δελφός delphus "womb" and may indicate archaic veneration of an Earth Goddess at the site. Apollo is connected with the site by his epithet Δελφίνιος Delphinios, "the Delphinian", i.e. either "the one of Delphi", or "the one of the womb". The epithet is connected with dolphins (the "womb-fish") in the Homeric Hymn to Apollo Εις Απόλλωνα Πύθιον, 400), telling how Apollo first came to Delphi in the shape of a dolphin, carrying Cretan priests on his back.

Another legend held that Apollo walked to Delphi from the north and stopped at Tempe, a city in Thessaly to pick laurel, a plant sacred to him. In commemoration of this legend, the winners at the Pythian Games received a laurel wreath picked in Tempe.

Delphi was the site of a major temple to Phoebus Apollo, as well as the Pythian Games and a famous oracle. Even in Roman times hundreds of votive statues remained, described by Pliny the Younger and seen by Pausanias.

When young, Apollo killed the chthonic serpent Python, which lived beside the Castalian Spring, according to some because Python had attempted to rape Leto while she was pregnant with Apollo and Artemis. This was the spring which emitted vapors that caused the Oracle at Delphi to give her prophesies. Apollo killed Python but had to be punished for it, since Python was a child of Gaia. The shrine dedicated to Apollo was probably originally dedicated to Gaia and then Poseidon. The oracle at that time predicted the future based on the lapping water and leaves rustling in the trees.


The Pythian Games comprised a chariot race, thus this magnificent statue, the Charioteer of Delphi.[edit]
Oracle
The first oracle at Delphi was commonly known as Sibyl, though her name was Herophile. She sang her predictions, which she received from Gaia. Later, "Sibyl" became a title given to whichever priestess manned the oracle at the time. The Sibyl sat on the Sibylline Rock, breathing in vapors from the ground1 and gaining her often puzzling predictions from that. Pausanias claimed that the Sibyl was "born between man and goddess, daughter of sea monsters and an immortal nymph". Others said she was sister or daughter to Apollo. Still others claimed the Sibyl received her powers from Gaia originally, who passed the oracle to Themis, who passed it to Phoebe.

This oracle exerted considerable influence across the country, and was consulted before all major undertakings: wars, the founding of colonies, and so forth. She also was respected by the semi-Hellenic countries around the Greek world, such as Lydia, Caria, and even Egypt. Croesus of Lydia consulted Delphi before attacking Persia, and according to Herodotus received the answer "if you do, you will destroy a great empire." Croesus found the response favorable and attacked, and was utterly overthrown (resulting, of course, in the destruction of his own empire).

The oracle is also said to have proclaimed Socrates the wisest man in Greece, to which Socrates said that if so, this was because he alone was aware of his own ignorance. This claim is related to one of the most famous mottos of Delphi, which Socrates said he learned there, Gnothi Seauton (Γνώθι Σεαυτόν): "know thyself". Another famous motto of Delphi is Meden Agan (Μηδέν Άγαν): "nothing in excess".

In the 3rd century A.D., the oracle (perhaps bribed) declared that the god would no longer speak there.

The temple to Apollo at Delphi was built by Trophonius and Agamedes.


where do I get the decoder ring <grin> very enkightening Du...thanks
mystical amazement~
 
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