Ruey's Poetry

The first poem synchronizes with the first chakra study:

The Fire Pit

I awaken sitting in a fire pit of red flame,
grounding and connecting me to Gaia and
Pele--Goddesses of Earth and Fire.

May this flame burn all resentment, fear, anger and
grief that no longer serve me.

May I receive grace, connected to the Mother who
feeds, br/eathes, loves and heals me.

May my body, emotions, mind and soul fill with this
consuming, destroying, creating, regenerating
lifeforce/fire.

And may my heart's passion join and rekindle my inner
resurrection flame as I step forth renewed to serve

Thee in light and truth this day.
The next poem depicts the need to ground to the earth, another first
year skill that is perfected throughout the three years.

Twisted

Every muscle surrounding my spine, neck, and rib cage
aches today, partially the result of yoga intensive,
But really my body's screaming resistance.

So twisted is my frame from falls, positioning and
definding my heart's ache,
allowing me to partially leave this earth
thinking safety lies away,

feet no longer grounded into the earth
carrying these misbeliefs so long that my bones no
longer straighten:
hips tilted, ribs twisted, left shoulder raised,
head and neck ajar.

May I release, Dear God, the conscious and unconscious
memories locked and torqued within me.
May the deep fear, anger, and grief wash and lift from
these bones, ligaments, tendons, and cells.

May the acid, poison, and toxins wash clean on the
breath's journey home.

May I rest and heal in the rainbow and golden light of
Thy Grace, untorqued, untwisted, at peace, renewed.

And when studying the 6th chakra or inner sight:

Blind

Dear God,
Why am I so blind to my inner light?
How many times must I look outward,
trusting a friend/co-worker's/healer's suggestion
rather than looking within to my inner knowing and
truth?

When I rely on my heart and soul's messages, life
flows, me radiant and at peace.
Yet, when I turn outward for answers,
fatigue, doubt, deception reign.

May I learn to beware false prophets.
Instead, may I listen to the still, small voice within
Guiding, loving, filling, healing and teaching me
on the flow of the pathway home--the inward light and
sound of God.

And when dealing with wounding of the heart--the
warrior or psychopath:

The Warrior's Requiem

Many lifetime, including this,
I've stood in warrior pose, defending truth as seen in
that moment--
sometimes rising victoriously, sometimes falling
wounded and bleeding,
sometimes dying a hero, sometimes dying a foe.

All based upon duality--
truth vs. lies, my God vs. yours, my right vs. your
wrong.

Attack sometimes direct with swords, muskets or other
weapons of death.

Othertimes verbally based, but no less destructive
than weapons of destruction.

And, more than I ever wanted to see, further attack
from those using darkness, to main and harm.
I set intention this day to stop duality in my life by
cutting and unhooking from karma.

I align only with Creator's Light by sealing my
body--physical, and subtle--360 degrees with golden,
violet, white light.

I take responsibility to stop all vollies sent forth
by me and ask:
Mother, Father, Shekinah, Christ, please enfold me in
armor of protection.

May this shield of faith take me to Your throne as I
serve you as healer and teacher of light.
I am honored to go forth yet another day in unity,
peace, mercy, adoration, and love.