Friday, February 17

Past and Present

The weight of the world caused her to ruminate
Orange, pink, and yellow fires burned secretly in the sky
A tumultuous and terrible entropy scorched her mind’s eye
Rubber skidded slowly to a halt in a hidden dirt parking lot

She left the comfort and security of steel and plastic to find herself caught in a natural world where she felt vulnerable, cold, and sick
Walking begrudgingly upon the solid, soft, and wet earth gave birth to self-damning, self-degrading, self-deprecating thoughts belittling and disparaging her self-worth
The grade went up and down, and up again, while she was consumed by the depressive thought she had lived a life of sin

She struggled along the trail, sweat dripping from her brow, the heat rising from her internal hell
Trudging ever slower up the steepness of the seemingly insurmountable hill, she wondered, can I overcome this battle of will?
The rosy light of the setting sun ripped her from the darkness overtaking her soul’s sight

A small voice inside her heart prompted her to turn to face the burning sky
An overwhelming energy filled the vision of her mind’s eye
She dropped her melancholy where she stood, and ran swiftly toward the mountain’s hood

Aches and pains latched upon her sides as her legs took longer and faster strides
Each inhalation strengthened the notion every past decision was simply a life lesson
Each exhalation strengthened the self-affirmation every single choice she had made developed her incredible and unique voice

Regret and contempt for what she was could not withstand the power of what she knew she is at the present moment
The summit relieved her of the last of her grief by providing a view that filled her with awe and disbelief
Spanning across the valley at her feet were millions of people grappling with their own moments of defeat 

Thoughts of solitude and loneliness dissipated instantly upon the realization she was experiencing the sorrows and anxieties of our shared human condition
A tranquil, soothing, and powerful wind blew a soft kiss to her lips
Gratitude filled her heart for the people she loves, and their friendships

Memories surfaced of who she had been over all of these years
Colors from the sun setting on yesterday's horizon filled her eyes with tears

Saturday, January 21

Stardust

You are the one I want to see
You are the one I want to please
You are the one who truly understands me

Shooting star streaking across the night sky
Light glowing from a burning piece of space dust illuminates the mind's eye
We continue to sleep to the night mother's lullaby

You are the one I want to see
You are the one I want to please
You are the one who truly understands me

Meteoroids falling into the atmosphere
A brief trail of light making my dreams crystal clear
Meteorites fallen to the ground
In you a piece of the past is found

You are the one I want to see
You are the one I want to please
You are the one who truly understands me

Stardust fallen from the heavens
Grant me the wisdom learned from your life's lessons
In you I see a future bold and bright
Dreams of what you have seen fill me with delight

You are the one I want to see
You are the one I want to please
You are the one who truly understands me

Thursday, January 5

2017

2017 is finally here
Look at the new horizon, and let go of your FEAR
This is OUR year

WE are many, and they are few
This is why it is clear to me what OUR generation must do

WE must bear the torch of work and discipline
So that WE can improve this world WE live in

There are pivotal points throughout history that write what OUR future will be
WE can wait idly by while the past writes OUR misery
I suggest WE stand up to the call to be OUR best

Look at yourSELF in the mirror
See the force for POSITIVE change standing there
Prepare yourSELF for the challenges WE will face this year

OUR world is on fire
Evil men and women stand at the pyre

Will WE let them turn OUR kingdom to ash?
Or will WE stand up against the injustices of OUR past?

OUR species has the potential to be extraordinary
First we must address the prejudices developed throughout OUR story

The divisiveness of race, religion, and politics caused us to forget WE are inherently the same
WE are ONE people trying to play the same game
The purpose of life until now has been to gain fortune and fame

I think OUR instincts for survival cause US to desire compassion, diversity, and inclusion over  the oppression of OUR people through the classification of groups with terms designed for the purpose of division and separation

Now is OUR time to rise to the challenges OUR people face
This call to action goes out to everyone on OUR planet, not just these American states

WE must stand up for OUR right to chase OUR dreams and passions
WE must fight the desire to accept defeat by living in the shadows cast by previous generations

YOU are STARDUST fallen from the heavens
Never forget this LIFE lesson

WE are children of the stars
Let YOUR light shine through these prison bars

WE do not have to live OUR parent's sorrow
WE can create a better world for TOMORROW

Red Dream


 I stand in a house full of people, and noise.

All around me the chatter, the chaos of multiple conversations, rattles my ears with nonsense

I feel a hand grasp my wrist tightly

A familiar face, one that I wished to never see again, fills my vision with a blind rage

She makes a snide comment about “how good it is to see me”; she laughs at the pain on my contorted face

Anger overwhelms my senses; control over my actions disappears; the base instincts of my inner demon are unleashed upon her

I seize her by the throat, and slam the back of her head against the nearby brick wall

She disappears

Blood drips from the mortar

A man stands before me, mocking my emotionally charged reaction

He warns me of the consequences that will be imposed upon me soon

A door appears in the previously solid brick wall

That voice, who is that speaking to me?

I turn to see a hallway of a highly respected judge

Out of the office at the end of the hallway appears a face I cannot suffer now

Out of the office at the end of the hallway appears a man of extraordinary quality

I am pulled within a meter of his person

Anxiety grips my heart

Anger seizes my mind

He is trying to stop me

I turn to run

Marshall asks, “Where did you learn the Sugar Ray?”

He references a dance that is only familiar to me in this realm

My feet are already moving

“I am going to fuck that dude up.”

His temporary grip on my arm slips away, and he shakes his head in disappointment

I arrive at the wall to meet the gatekeeper

He tells me there is only one way out

With a wave of his hand the wall becomes transparent, revealing the unbelievable world outside

A door slides back and forth on the wall, waiting for a key

“How do I open it? Where is the key?”

Silently he points to the floor

Silently a stairwell appears

I walk hesitantly down thirteen stairs

At the bottom two dark rooms are visible

A clown a meter tall appears in the doorway perpendicular to the stairs

His sharp teeth gnash, and saliva drips from his carnivorous mouth

His claws come out from their hiding spot beneath the skin of his knuckles

Fear is non-existent

I wave the pathetic creature away nonchalantly; I am busy

Nothing appears in the doorway directly in front of me

I inhale deeply and enter the lightless void

Stumbling and tripping I let my feet keep me moving forward

An extremely brief reflection of light on the pitch black ground catches my eye

My hand touches the cold metal of a key

I am free



Thursday, December 8

I Dream of a Nightmare

A school with dark, foreboding clouds overhead
Bows of five ships slip beneath the cover of the clouds
The keels slide through the sky like a vessel on a flat, calm surface of water

I Stand at a window facing the street in front of the house where I was raised
A tumultuous storm, ravaged by thunder and lightning, approaches swiftly

An unsettling sound from the nearby bathroom grabs my attention
A hooded and cloaked figure disappears into the shadows
Inside the bathroom a swirling portal is open- nothing has appeared from the other side

I throw an oval shaped metal object into the bathroom, and turn around
A winged, horned creature, with an arrow-shaped, barbed tail, is perched in a corner

I crawl into a bed in a bedroom in the basement, next to the stairs
A black canine guardian sits in a defensive position at the edge of the bed, facing the door
A voice beckons me, a silhouette stares at me

The black canine guardian leaps from the bed to investigate, to smell the apparition
The shadow vanishes, the door closes, and my guardian is locked on the other side

Its voice beckons me
The silhouette waits at the edge of the bed
An arm covered with triangular spikes reaches for me

Help me!
Help me!
I plead
I wake at 2 am with open eyes

Tuesday, November 29

Short and Sweet

Should you decide to sit idly by
Watching life pass before your eyes
You will look down at your wrinkled hands
Realizing that you can longer try because now it is your time to die

Take advantage of life before it takes advantage of you. 


What are you waiting for? Go! Do YOU!

Thursday, November 10

Chakras- Energy Zones of Matter

This post is dedicated to a person I have slowly had the pleasure of getting to know via emails (20th/21st century pen pals). Every week (usually Thursday or Friday) she sends out an energy reading/projection from a woman named Elizabeth Peru. Although I do not believe in any deity who has control/influence over the events of the cosmos, and the individual entities that reside therein, I do believe we are all beings composed of matter and energy. 

My dear friend, thank you for the positive reinforcement, and allowing me to know a beautiful mortal coil that is accompanied by an even more beautiful mind. 

Matter: physical substance in general, as distinct from mind and spirit; (in physics) that which occupies space and possesses rest mass, especially as distinct from energy.

Energy: the strength and vitality required for sustained physical or mental activity; power derived from the utilization of physical or chemical resources, especially to provide light and heat or to work machines.

There are eight main Chakras; all of which have ‘”mini-chakras” that contribute to their overall function. The Muladhara Chakra, Svadhishthana Chakra, Manipura Chakra, Anahata Chakra, Vishuddhi Chakra, Agya Chakra, Bindu Chakra, and the rarely opened Sahasrara Chakra. I like to think of these as the energy that stabilizes, and contains our individual matter- allowing us to exist in this form.

The Muladhara Chakra is your root center, which correlates to the feet. This is what grounds you to this earth, and keeps you ‘planted’. Whenever I feel disconnected from the world around me I walk around barefoot. The dirt and grass between my toes reminds me of the physical world I am a part of. Since the chakras activate in sequence, from the feet to just above the head, it is mandatory that the Muladhara Chakra is active before any others will be able to activate.

Our coccyx/lower abdominals (below belly button) are associated with the Svadhishthana (sacral) Chakra. This chakra is connected with our sense of taste, and reproduction (testes/ovaries). Emotions and the subconscious mind are raw and powerful- delusion, destructiveness, and suspicion often accompany the affections and sexual desires of this chakra. Supposedly harnessing, and controlling through the activation of the volatile water energy contained within this Chakra will provide clarity and eloquence.

Manipura Chakra is the third, and is located above the navel, slightly below the solar plexus. This is our “core”- associated with the eyes and movement (i.e. connected to the feet). All of our creative, and destructive powers reside within this chakra.  This centralized chakra is where our power to create, or to destroy resides. Breathing techniques (diaphragm breathing/meditation) and dietary modifications can re-activate a closed Manipura Chakra (stress is a bitch for this chakra).

Anahata Chakra is located near the heart. When someone tells you to follow your heart, this is what they mean. When this chakra is open and active you are able to free yourself from your base desires of the previous Chakras, and listen to the higher chakras, who will direct you to your personal fulfillment. Masters of this chakra are said to be excellent orators, maintain a powerful presence wherever they are, and can leave the body at will (wouldn’t that be awesome!). Since this is associated with skin and hands, this chakra affects your decisions significantly (follow your heart to find your dreams).

Vishuddhi/Vishudda Chakra is located in your throat, near the spine. Creativity, self-expression, and higher discrimination (more or less the ability to determine the best choices for you) are the positive functions of this chakra. When this chakra closes decay, and even death can result. The mouth and the ears are our physiological components that allow us to speak and hear- which is how a person can activate this chakra. Always remembering that we have two ears and one mouth is a good way to maintain an open, and activated Vishuddhi/Vishudda Chakra.

Agya/ Ajna Chakra is located between our eyebrows, and is often referred to as the ‘third eye’.  This is where our intuition and intellect originate. This creates the boundary between human (personal) and divine (cosmic) consciousness.  When a person activates this chakra the egocentric intellect surrenders to the higher, ethical, reasoning power of discrimination (omniscience) that will grant the person . Whenever a person is confused, lost, and/or empty this Chakra is probably closed; constant meditation on this chakra is required to maintain its activation.

Bindu Chakra is located on the back of the head, beneath the whirl of hair, where people often have a cowlick. Bindu fluid is created here and sent to be purified by the  Vishuddhi/Vishudda Chakra. Since the fluid contains a poison, and a nectar, mental and physical health will decline when the Vishuddhi/Vishudda Chakra is closed. Concentration on the Bindu Chakra relieves anxiety, depression, nervousness, feelings of oppression; bestowing physical health, mental health, vitality, and youthfulness from the production of  “the nectar of immortality”.

Sahasrara Chakra is located on top of, or just above the head, representing the highest state of existence. Ignorance fades with the attainment of supreme consciousness and the revelation of Divine Splendor. When this Chakra is activated the individual soul is reunited with the Cosmic Consciousness- causing stillness of mind, and liberation from the cycle of rebirth and death.

Medhā Shakti is the inexhaustible source of our energy that flows from the Cosmic to the self through the Sahasrara Chakra- excitement, stress, sexual intercourse, strong emotions, gossip, brooding, and worrying deplete the energy we receive from the Cosmic Divine. Anger, hate, jealousy, unresolved conflict, thoughts of revenge, and resentment will block our connection to this flow of energy, slowly closing the chakras. Since this is the raw power of action and existence it is wise to monitor the levels of energy you receive so that you can increase, or decrease the flow, depending on what you need.

The book, “Willpower: Rediscovering the Greatest Human Strength”, discusses an energy tank the authors defined as “Willpower”. Their idea is that we have one energy tank to use all day long, and everything we do uses energy from that tank. While reading this book the thought occurred to me that, if what they claimed is true, I would be able to redirect energy used for one thing to another.

Over the last two years I have practiced, and learned how to transfer energy from one region (chakra) of the body to another. Once stored in the new region, I am able to utilize this energy to enhance performance, and to increase efficacy. Balance is a difficult thing to master though, and I was not aware the consequences of such energy transfers would often be an imbalance within my own chakras. 

What Chakras/energy zones do you think are blocked in your mortal coil? How do you plan to activate these Chakras? 

                                     All My Love, 

                                                           Laron R. Lemon