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Rise & Shine – A guide for the wilful

by Feb 10, 2025Poetry0 comments

Man up, Stand up, Rise above
Spiritual warrior elevate yourself
freely bypass all dross, Now!

Don’t worry about the spring loaded
burden of unconscious self doubt, pity
Puffed up, fluffed up fantasies
and everything in between. 

When you’re done with the ping-ponging, listen in. 
For the truth, even with a little ‘t’ is
to allow your experience of yourself to be free
Open arms, open eyes… yeah. 
Drive through the dark night of your soul

it’s radical yes to suggest that even
feeling sorry for yourself too is FEELING
which must be FELT in order to SEE 
to truly KNOW and Trust beyond a doubt
That the light of you is bouncing through back to you
Even the grey, heavy miasma of self pity city. 

See its the wrong order, I say today
Shine! and Rising will follow 
And the rising of WHAT?
that which has obscured the radiant light 
of truth, knowledge, bliss.

Don’t hide your light under a bushel they say…
Well the fact is, it may be hidden already,
or covered with ancestral grime to say the very least.
So no point in going out into the forest with your eyes closed.
Even the most willful of us,
will get caught in the thorns our our own efforts.
No no. Stay calm, don’t panic
Rub your eyes gently until you know who you are in all of this. 

Then nothing can stick. 
All experience falls away or rather IT rises
through the oceanic sense of yourself to the surface and dissapates

Dont waste your time being hard on yourself
But even if you do- this can be used TOO.

What is that encasement, contraction pulsation? 
Curiosity is the breath of life, kiss yourself through true sight.
So shine and rise dear one
and in your own. sweet. time. 
Don’t let even the noblest of narratives of anyone (especially yours)
Cut or squeeze your mind more than it already has. 

This eternal light shines as bright as ever. 
The courage that is asked fo ris to go agains the grain of SHOULD
to the sleeves rolled up, playfully enter into this unsexy yet infinitely more juicy
portal of your own making. 
Discard nothing of your own exprience which has baked in.
Curiously witness, liquidise and swim in you
Transcend, does not mean “get”over”
it means GO THROUGH. 

Pass across, and trust as you Trail Blaze 
through your little truth to the cosmic intrinsic-ness
Truth with a capital TEE is always in wait of thee 

~ Daisy Bowman
9. Febuary 2025

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