Maryanne Williamson

Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness, that frightens us most. We ask ourselves, ‘Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, and famous?’ Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that people won’t feel insecure around you. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It’s not just in some of us; it’s in all of us. And when we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.

Used by Nelson Mandela in his 1994 inaugural speech
 Maryanne Williamson 

Stephen John Kalinich

 

Foto by L. K. Thayer

Inspiration
never leaves us
where it finds us.

Tenderness and listening
are essential
for the creative act to occur.
This is what i believe-
Tortured souls
pass through our lives ;
and they can drag us down
if we are not aware
or alert.
We all get caught up in events
and circumstances
and we get swept into things.
There is no time for breath..
each day is a miracle of sorts
and definitely life is a gift.
Calmness is the seed
from which creativity springs for me
and stillness is the flower
and out of this
Oceans of inner waters
a feeling arrives
an impulse to share
to bring something forth
into the world.
A child of sorts an Art
no one can do it for us
but I find
the more one opens up to Grace
that all is a gift
the more one can create works
and live lives
that reach out
and touch others.
Cold icy nights in Europe
awakened my spirit
for a brief span of time.
Casual relationships
come and go
but true friendship
that turns into love
or that is love
lasts as long
as being lasts
We can not be to cautious
because if we are too guarded
we miss life
repel new expression
and experience
only to fall flat
on our face again
doing is the way
to learn for me.
I mountain climbed in New Zealand
did Rock sculpture in Japan
collaborated on paintings in UK
and Holland
and wrote my poems
on Canvas for charity
Each country
each city
a unique adventure
and a time
for quiet reflection
alone in my rooms
where ever I was.
…many different beds,

The fact
that I am still alive
is a miracle.
Sometimes i just like to sit
and think
be at peace
goodness is  attractive
in someone a way to be
a path that is not selfless..
help arrives from somewhere
and though we are alone
we are not alone
in some strange way..
We are trapped
in our own consciousness
and the only way
we ever break out
is through Art
or love
and more through living
and being love
than anything.
This is what I live for.
I am not after life
but I am after living.
Love to you
talking about
getting carried away …
sleep is what i need!!!
Wisdom is  a treasure
and it comes from experience
when we look at the experience
and find the lesson
or the lesson reveals itself.
We are complex
magnificent
selfish
and sometimes selfless creatures
here on this planet
and yes we are still blossoming
in our own unique ways
but we have to water the plant .
We probably are complete
even though we feel
we are not
and life is letting go
of what is not essential
and chipping away the stone
around the sculpture
alone
or with someone special..
someone you trust
and care about
that brings out your highest
and best self
that does not make you
ugly or sour.
I agree with the philosophy
if ones believe in oneself
one is on the right road.
Every outward journey
is a journey
towards the self
a line
from one of my poems.
When the dust settles
life is glorious
most of the time
it feels awful
beyond description
when we lose a loved one
only the quiet comforts
at other times
we complicate it
by too much wanting
our own way
and not following the grace.
Wisdom comes in small doses
nothing is forgotten
each memory is forever
each dance a testament
that we still are life
with all its challenges
and pitfalls..
Only the  striving must cease
and we must become quiet
for the true self to emerge
through the chaos
and perplexity.
Under the rock
there is a diamond
we have to polish it
and the diamond is us
each unique
when we find our own voice
it reveals itself to us
forward happens
we can not stop it…
dominion is our birthright
all is
only as real
as we make it
the thoughts we give power to
can shape
and sculpt our lives.
Blaming is a street
not to travel.
Let those who have wronged us go
and let our resentment go too.
Songs of the self
pour out of us
when our hearts sing
all is in the way
the notes are brought to life
and sound.
Now it is time for breakfast.

Stephen John Kalinich

L. K. Thayer’s Foto Fetish

© 2010

(Note: Stephen will be reading at Elderberries

with “The Jazz Poets Social Club”

Sunday November 7th

with poets

Bill Duke, Michael C Ford, Susan Hayden & L. K. Thayer)

 

“Inspiration Follows” by Stephen John Kalinich

Inspiration follows our intention
or can re align our concerns
radical realization
that all is love
all is spirit
can shift ones perspective
and in this world
we must guard our thoughts and expressions
without blocking them
We must first
overcome the rage within ourselves
Every lesson
is a lesson for the self.
limit limitation
yield to the highest within you
The source of music and joy
singing
dance and poetry.
each moment
is a new opportunity
no one stands in your way
but you
walk through the door.

The journey is grand
the yearning to experience
levels and realms
untapped within
glorious resting places
Oasis in hearts and minds
where we can quench our thirst
Where we can touch the mystery.

yesterday is gone
done
finished
see within yourself
the grace
that we are all a living part of
Today tonight this moment
you can  touch the night
turn the tides.
Inspiration is your friend
You need look no further than you
for all the answers
including how
to communication with others
without domination
or an attempt
to control another.
I am that being
that dances
with rainbows
touches stars
crosses Galaxies
I am you
laugher is on the road
kindle relationships
give from your soul
and receive from life
all its blessings
the  fist and the open hand
can join
in the energy
onward it echoes
meet the hour
it says
nothing hinders you
Celebrate the newness
of each breath
loving
each other
from the Heart of love
soaring with the angels
yet
with ones feet on the ground!

Stephen John Kalinich

Photo by L. K. Thayer

© 2010