Hey, Shekar, it's fun to see you back. I hope you are well.

"Desire Awakened"

In the beginning
Before time ever was
I caught you dancing in the shadows

Your form imprinted inside mine
My sleeping desire awakened
And in your sensuous image the world came to be

Throughout time
I’ve felt your flesh upon mine
Becoming lost in the rapture of our union

Your form has changed so many times, but you –
You have always remained the same
My love dancing in the shadows

After time
I will fold you into my heart
And only we will be – One – once again

Love, Kristin

Dear Shekhar

Beautiful poem, profound thoughts. Doing a little dance that you're here: Shekhar!!

love, Heather

Shekhar Babuji...Teek tho vho?(Are you doing fine?) I was actually seriously thinking about you Shekhar. You&Deepak. Two big minds and Two big hearts. Of what you had created here. Of late, I've found this site not resorting to those principles. They were mindlessley fluctuating. God knows what is happening inside. You would know better. Whatever you do, you should be consistent and Impartial. Isn't it?

You got the cobras in your poem Shekhar, that's why my thought went..are things alright with you? hope someone is not stinging you like a cobra.

You've been an Inspiration to me on certain counts Shekhar.

Thx&Love!

Beautiful Poem!

Your poem is also lovely Kristin!

much love, Rohit

The love for eternity …

in the arms of the one …

Who no longer is …

How can words comfort me ???

Except …

maybe …

this fragrance …

dwelling …

inside of me ...

a seed …

growing …

inside my womb …

a depth of voice …

I just know …

It is beyond me …

And yet …

So well hidden …

I laugh …

in this ressonance ...

with the homeless …

scorning me ....

To this passion …

of a gypsy melody…

a mystery

that knows ...

it is holy ...

to be a fool ...

Shekhar: How funny that just over a year has passed since I read your first poems, completely ignorant and unawares of your worldly fame.

Seems like "old times," the good old days, and.....clearly the poet continues to grow in you. Dave

a deep tightness in my chest …

I wonder …

What is I do not see ???

Who are you referring to ???

A thinker ??? a philosopher??? Someone who enters peoples heads???

How ironic …

When in truth I feel so small …

Except …

Maybe …

In this fury …

That knows no limits…

Till it breaks …

In million pieces …

at my feet …

Maria Callas …

Edit Piaff …

Amalia Rodrigues …

Tragic voices I do hear …

As illusionary glimpses …

Of heavenly strings …

We claim as our own …

Oh yes ..

The heavy price we pay …

each time we forget ...

We are so much more …

What remains ??? I often think

Oh my beloved Tracey Leigh Hunt …

Taken by a crocodile…

As you emerged …

In the sacred place of my youth …

I believed you came to me ...

To say goodbye to the earth …

I now realize...

It is me …

you chose to hold ...

sobs so deep …

they still vibrate …

deep inside of me …

why me ???

yes I agree …

we are born for each other …

we receive more than we ever know…

in this necessity …

to bow …

to give all claims we may have …

so that naked …

we dance ...

I wonder why this sudden nostalgia...

the notes I hear ...

maybe ...

From beloved Traceys' brother and sister ...

a deep inspiration ...

in this eternal love...

I came to know ...

a request...

to behold

in regeneration and moving foward ...

as mirrors ...

in this mystery ...

I have no idea ...

oh Dear Daryl ...

a voice still in pain ...

learning to vibrate

into higher tunes ...

" The article was really good to read, thank you for sending it to us.

I know Tracey has been a major part of so many people's journey and an inspiration to me always, and it is great to know that you too, perhaps as a result of knowing her, will be able to reach out to so many more souls, and
awaken them too" ...

and my precious Justine ...

the daughter I never had

rising to the heights ...

of a destined Eagle ...

"Thank you so much for sending me the beautiful
article!!

I flew over to New Zealand for three weeks holiday ... and Daryl came over to meet
us as well. It was a fantastic break in the southern Alps and we celebrated Tracey's birthday up in the mountains.

I have graduated from the College of Cranio-sacral therapy and I have been asked to start tutoring in the one year course which I did as an assistant tutor.

The principal is giving me private tutorials to
progress as a tutor and practitioner.He is very keen on starting to teach Cranio-sacral therapy in SA and I will then have some experience in organising the courses and tutoring as he would only come over for the module to present the course.

It is challenging me in many ways and on a different level to be working with students with energy medicine and being aware of the energy of the whole group and my reactions to it. I am also aware of overcoming my insecurities and self-doubt, especially having just qualified myself! But I am feeling blessed to have this opportunity and feel it is part of my journey to become a teacher and I am embracing it.

Wow, things are moving really fast,and I am
remembering Caroline's words about the more lead
weight is transformed into gold the less waiting you have to do.

Today I am carrying a much smaller backpack of baggage! and my heart is opening and expanding.

Thanking you for all the amazing transformations that you have helped me with and being such a loving teacher with no judgement!"

reminders ...

of miracles ...

where in truth ...

there are no begginings or endings ...

only this humbleness ...

intensily focused on a single target ...

WHO AM I ???

when all I see

is weavings...

a call ...

maybe ...

to live in a monastery of chaos ...

to hear ...

in stillness ...

to gain...

in detachement...

to speak ...

a voice ...

that knows how to refrain ...

knowing ...

there is so much more ...

between the lines ...

oh yes ...

I see myself as a young teenager ...

sitting on the floor of a concrete balcony ...

staring into infinity ...

captured by the ecstasy ...

of a multicoloured sunset ...

forever present ...

forever new...

while hearing ...

the song I adored...

over and over ...

as if in trance ...

with the power of its call ...

on my soul ...

"The sound of silence"

the resonance

that remains ...

Dear Shekhar,

Good to you see back here. You never told us what happened to your conflict with a "major hollywood studio" you spoke about last year.

Regards,

Ravi Kulkarni

oh Shekhar and so many great teachers in this forum ...

an intensity that breaths me ...

noticing the distance ...

I force myself into ...

and yet ...

how refreshing ...

when I got it ...

here they are ...

these wonderful friends that make me laugh and cry ...

deep into my core ...

including the director of magnificent Elisabeth ...

oh this one was a real shock ...

the director of a film I adore ...

specially Cate Blanchet presence ...

a purity of passion ...

that keeps announcing ...

wherever I am ...

how spoiled I really am ...

with all these gifts

I take for granted ...

and yet ...

often they make me jump...

like a child ...

filled with innocent joy

"Look at this ... all these beautiful friends I do have ...the faces of God I always wanted to see ... now so close to me ..."

even if ...

overwhelmed

I often retract ...

deep within ...

as if knowing ...

this connection ...

I always yearned for ...

lives rigth here ...

inside of me ...

a reminder to come home ...

to claim all that I am ...

so that in humbleness ...

I give it all back ...

freely ...

humbly ...

connected

and real ...

and yet

as I sit here ...

I am embraced ...

by this exquisite gratitute ...

that has the power ...

to uplift me...

specially when I get trapped by my fears and self doubts...

I am not good enough to be here ...

I have nothing to contribute ...

how arrogant... I realised

when my deepest passion is to teach

we are all gifted ...

by a merciful and magnificent God ...

a call for inner connection ...

each time I miss the mark ...

"WHO AM I

WHEN I KEEP MY HEART OPEN ...

AND ALLOW MYSELF

TO TRULY DANCE ????"

oh yes ...

Carmen ...

the art of music and dancing ...

so dazzingly firing ...

it often freezes me ..

like a cobra...

biting me ...

from the underground ...

Thank you for being part of my journey ...

for inspiring me

when I forget ...

Dear Shekar jee

whilst checking out Deepaks namaste site i came across your Eternal Lover how very koobsurath.

The time will come
When,with elation
You will greet yourself arriving
At your own door, in your own mirror,
And each will smile at the others welcome,....

Love After Love
by Derek Walcott

With all good wishes
Samina

Brother, why do you fear
This earth we roam,
the sky we made home
You have surpassed yourself
When your challenge remains your self

~
I appreciate all your blogs very much, Shekhar.