I’m on stage
of grand amphitheater of life.
Scrip written by me according to souls needs.
Scenery changes with lights
and darks intermingling
until integrate takes place for wholeness.
Fibers of God are in everything to aid and open heart.

My stage props at times can’t be held
but only used inside senses:
Guiding wind in autumn day and chill of winter night.
Ocean whispers sweet with healing energies.
Birds singing in grace to align me with moment.
Night sky’s twinkling stars becoming field for wishes and dreams.

People on earth stage sometimes
have roles sharp but must be played.
Judgmental voices forcing me to interact with self love.
Boss unjustly firing so I conquer fears within to heal.
Perpetrator scaring deep so I evolve to know my greatness.
Parent leaving unexpectedly to heal desertion from other lifetimes.
My own shadow that plagues so I understand and take responsibility.

Other beings present play their part
with light energies.
Friends giving words of encouragement to anchors belief in self.
Lover that shares unconditional love to seal in heart.
Animal sacred who is more than willing to share love continuously.
Teacher seeing potential to move to center stage
when self is ready.

Then there are ones in orchestra invisible,
sharing wisdom and support never leaving side.
Guides with voices gentle giving messages
against backdrop of unconditional love.
Angels with harp of breezes to root one on, inside grace.
Fairies that have wisdom with light energies to anoint.
Aliens who come to assist one and all as one awakes to their support.
Loved ones gone whose memories linger
to carry one on rainy nights.

My stage as performer with consciousness open
lights up everyday and evening
in celebration with dance for freedom.
Dance, with threads of God,
Mother Natures allies and herself,
Seen and unseen beings and
my own determination to gyrate
accepting I am blessed and a blessing

Forever thankful to be the co-create director
with love and wisdom as fuel
of this my grand stage lifetime.

StarBG © 2017

Someone once told me
That a stage was the best place for us to escape
We could express truth
No secrets
No hiding places
Just sweet and safe honesty

The stage
Soon became a place I called home
A blank piece of canvas
My own creation
My own world

Spotlights in line
My voice heard
Loud and clear
I lived a life...
...tedious but fulfilling

But my monologue ended
And I left the stage
I did not turn back...

*...And now I'm homesick