Godgals Sacred Haven (Art/Poetry): Present Behavior

Godgals Sacred Haven (Art/Poetry): Present Behavior: To be honest with you, I cannot count on my fingers how many times someone tellsme, "leave the past behind". Learn from it, forgiv...

Present Behavior

To be honest with you, I cannot count on my fingers how many times someone tellsme, "leave the past behind". Learn from it, forgive yourself for the mistakes, for not doing something you should have, or doing something you shouldn't have. Then move onto a new steppingstone, a higher one. 

It seems to me, we, humans, definitely know what we should do in most cases, yet we refrain from it. We give in to our fears which are based on past experiences. We choose to hang on to our mistrust, which is based on the grudge we know we are supposed to let go of, and we can always find plenty of justification for that ill-gotten choice. Today is no different and as a result, struggles, past issues, even if they belong to the past of our prior generations, are raised to the forefront, prompting our self-righteous indignation. But we have dismissed, and/or forgotten our downright soul-filled knowledge of letting go, forgive, love, and unite; all leading to chaos. Is that really what we want?

Thinking about all this, prompted me to write the following poem, to which I attached one of the more recent artworks I've done that I think gives good imagery to my hopes of what good I see could happen if we choose to follow the heart of our higher self. I welcome reflection, opinions, and reviews. 

Present Behavior

how cross we are!

without proper alliance

the tipping

into a precarious axis

parentless behavior

a long ago

identity theft

our refusing

of proper alliance placing I

in the search engine

the focus

on our acquired differences

in fear

we look passed

our commonalities

godgal (my pen name) My painting, "The Oracle's Gift"

Peace starts with me

I wrote this poem a few days ago and posted on Facebook.

So devastating! <3
It is no longer about black lives matter.
They do matter, they mattered for a long time. Abuse, murder comes in all colors.
What about love? Isnt love, the most powerful force in the universe, colorblind?
True love is the only solution to the problems today. Not anger, not hatred, not pointing fingers toward another.
Peace starts with me.

hovering clouds
the threat dissipates
into the heat

Godgal - haibun

Below is a photo of a Detroit police officer Waldis "Jay" Johnson, who was shot down during the riot. I pray for his family. This is what hatred does. He was killed by someone of his own race.

on borrowed time

life on borrowed time

the curling of the petals

of cherry blossoms

their fragrance

even more intense

Godgal - tanka

and my painting of Japanese Cherry Blossoms

Resonance

Resonance

How often do we forget 

that in the shadow of our soul

Lies a pure pearl?

There are those of us 

who cannot even conceive 

Its existence, 

others have buried it, 

wading in a pool of stagnation,
hard to exit 

choosing 

to ward off of our horizon

a place of wonder,  

too wounded 

from the pain of letdown,
they cut off trust 

dismissing 

the wish upon a star,
found futile 

and the angel
assigned to us to guard
ignored.

Time to untie

the mask we placed on our soul
for believing a lie,
the pure ones
who tried to point us north
we have abandoned,

only to discover
after they passed the value
of their offering,
until we turn

our heart in the direction of North
we will not know the pearl inside.

Sanctimoniously,

she holds the stainless cup
day after day piously
her devotion 

to uphold the mold formed
from the fusion 

of sweat, 

countless tears and the blood
shed by her beloved lord,  

mixed 

with the heavens pure water 

which she had cupped  

when together they reached 

the highest mountain ledge,
overlooking the East of Eden, 

and poured

its healing brew upon the garden,
giving it rebirth; 

mold

for a pathway through grounds
weed-free.

Growing back
Stronger than ever

My clipped wings

Godgal © 05.20.15

and my painting, "Resonance"

A Pathway to Heaven

Pathway to heaven A poem I wrote, using a new created form called End Line Word

When I see your Face...

No one knows why, where or . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .When

Our time to pass will come, but heed the words . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .I

Need to say, because it is important that you . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .See

How much you mean to me. That when I see . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . your

Face. I know how much I mean to you in the smile upon your . . . . .Face

It is God who placed you on my path so that I may grow and . . . . . .I

Thank Him, for you have made a difference. So please . . . . . . . . . . . .See

that the words you say, the things you do toward . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .The

People that you know, affect their minds and heart. Your. . . . . . . . . . Face

they won't be able to forget. Waste not your time with gains . . . . . .Of

power and treat the people that you meet as if you would . . . . . . . .God. Godgal

and my painting, "Eclat du Soleil" (Sunburst)

Morning Calm (toward better connection)

Where is the place where our character can largely expound and grow toward its potential? Is it work? Is it at home? Why at home? I feel that in either case, the opportunity for growth arises, but the center from where it occurs is in relation to others. It is there that we find ourselves confronted, challenged. It is there we often find ourselves at war, and the world at large is surely proof enough of our human state. Yet, we all long for peace. We all long for a love that never stops. The whole universe, in fact, thrives on relationships, and we come to know we are each a part of the whole, and the universe seems to wait for something, ... human excellence?
Before we can relate to another in truth, we need to heal from the past; not only our own but our generational past, which is responsible in great part to how we treat and/or relate to one another.

Recently I came across this webinar on Family Healing through relational connection, organized by the Women's Federation for World Peace USA, and I would like to share it with you.

ANNE CONTEE, M.S., LGPC MD #8831

Certified relationship therapist, 
Pastoral counselor, Master leader of Safe Conversations, Registered yoga teacher

 

Here is the recording of her latest webinar I urge you to check out:

https://vimeo.com/419356770/26f3484ac1

the light up

of your true colors

morning calm

Godgal - senryu

And latest painting and 3rd since the lockdown, "Le calme du Matin" (Morning Calm)

My largest painting so far 36x24

Coastal Grandeur

Feeling somewhat contained and constrained as I follow along with the mass set rules imposed these days due to COVID 19. At the same time, fear and cries of loss and pain amplified by the media as life has been for everyone forever altered; but inside I can travel where I like, free to bring vision
or past memories to life

infinity
from what is seen
the unseen

Godgal - meditative haibun
And new painting of a place I went to that truly mesmerized me,
"Grandeur Côtière" (coastal grandeur)

Fond Remembrance

Today is a very meaningful day for me. May 16, 2006 was the day, my Dad was buried. In my whole life, I have rarely met a man of such contenance. He and my mom that year on Aug. 4th would have celebrated their 52nd year anniversary. It is especially a bittersweet memory only in that I was planning to visit my parents that year who live in Belgium. Instead I had to fly there for his funerals, though he was still alive when I left Los Angeles, he had already passed away when I landed, and did not have a chance to see him or talked to him.
The lily of the valley was my dad's favorite flower and he passed away in the month of May, which is the month of the lily of the valley in Belgium since they bloom at that time.

This is a haiku I wrote in his honor.

tied to the colony
of stems underground --
the blood lineage

Godgal
Here is also the painting I just did for the last couple of days,
"Le muguet inoubliable" (the unforgettable Lily of the valley)

Kiss of Life

majestic falls

in her refreshing mist

the kiss of life

Godgal - haiku

And new painting, "Eaux Majestiques" (Majestic waters)

Overflow of the Heart

Overflow of the Heart

* * * * * * *

the heart can hold

only so much of swelling

its tears 

need an orifice lest 

it falls into sickness

the swelling does not

descend, rather it rises

of sadness or gladness

out of the eye

s, even the nose

to finally air out

rolls down

the soft swell of cheeks

and upon lips 

prompting the tongue 

to take a taste

all along 

the whole frame shakes

and life is renewed

swells into a groove

knowing it can still dance

Godgal - quintain suite

and painting, "Maree Haute, high tide"