The Paradox Of Being A Homebody

      The Paradox Of Being A Homebody

When I’m away I’m happy to come home.
When guests are here, I’m happy when they’ve gone.
Am I unusual, or are we all?
Is it instinctive that we seek the hole
Of safety’s ritual
And sameness’ creativity?

I do love people and humanity,
Yet love the monastery of the home.
I could produce a tome of praise,
A non-surprising poem to trace
The hundred reasons why
One is a homebody,
A being without needless world activity
From reasons filled with positivity.

The very stopping of the need to chat,
To cook, to think about that others eat
Meets every underlying good.
There’s something beautiful in solitude.
And yet we’re social fireworks without a bit of coaxing.
Therein lies the paradox!
The Paradox Of Being A Homebody 7.6.2018 Revelations Big & Small;Arlene Nover Corwin

Everybody Needs A Philosophy

I’ve been away for a few days just thinking.✍️
 
Philosophy: a theory or attitude held by a person that acts as a guiding principle for behavior.
 
        Everybody Needs A Philosophy.
 
If you are absorbed in living,
Even interested in dying,
And you want a piece of peace,
What you need is a philosophy
Which doesn’t call for a big P,
Doesn’t happen overnight
But is a learning over time;
Which feels comfortable,
Works well with common sense,
And doesn’t need five pence to feed it.
 
Everybody needs a backdrop
To the choices of your voice,
And a voice to daily choices
Never coming to a stop.
 
How to get there?
How to find out what is fitting;
Find what lifts the soul of you
Down to your shoe.
 
Well, you might just find a book,
Without expectation, meet a bloke,
Hear a joke,
Learn a rule
In/out of school
Wherein you do not make
The same mistake
Over and over.
Everybody needs a mentor
To give thoughts a broader shoulder;
Down-to-earth yet spiritual,
Practical, empirical,
Not cynical or lyrical
But real: the real deal.
A wielder of the future.
Everybody Needs A Philosophy 6.21.2018 Revelations Big & Small; The Processes: Creative, Thinking, Meditative II; Definitely Didactic; Arlene Nover Corwin
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

Trying To Find The Self

Can’t stop thinking, can’t stop writing. A good sign, I would think. Everything inspires. (It’s called creativity)🎤😍
     Trying To Find The Self
Some ostentatious,
Clothes the latest,
Taking loans to buy new cars:
Each not knowing who they are,
Mistaking things that only pass
For permanence.
From beard to pelf
We all are searching for the self.
We are ALL searching for the self.
It may seem weird,
These fads revered –
Songs and clothes and online stars
(they used to be called movie stars)
All in search of who they are.
Me, you – no matter what we do
The inner drive to find what’s true
Not dominant or manifest,
Ongoing in your dreams’ unrest;
Something deepest, more than gesture,
Something we were born to find:
Connecting with the self and Mind.
Here’s a hint: continue
Doing what you do
Until you fulfill evolution
And its meaning.
(Some would say it has no meaning,
evolution a careening).
But I say it has a course,
Ending with an inner peace,
Reflection seeing all’s connection.
All thoughts nice,
One could call it paradise.
Choices easy, conflict free,
Easier and breezier,
More satisfied,
Taking all within your stride;
A simpler ride
Finding self both tried and true:
You.
Trying To Find The Self 6.17.2018 revelations Big & Small; The Processes: Creative, Thinking, Meditative II; Arlene Nover Corwin

What Are We Aiming At?

       What Are We Aiming At?

 What is it one is aiming at?

And what the means?

Is it utopian to think about?

What is involved?

Such questions asked and answered as the road resolves.

Most times the answers overlap – in fact, each step

The coinciding

Of events and chance

So often and so many, they bring unforeseen abundance!

 

Means and goal, a little list:

Clarity, transparency,

Ethics and morality;

Fondness of simplicity,

Liking, warmth and care;

Focus and awareness

Of yourself – your faults and gifts.

The means to sift through both

And tackle, challenge, intercept,

Take responsibility for; respect, accept, correct;

To form belief

And follow through.

It’s hard to let a shape come through you

Like a leitmotif;

A thread that is the real you,

That you were born to find, to be and do.

 

What is it that we’re aiming at?

Guess with boldness:

Happiness and peace, of course,

A course of life that’s conquered stress

Made easy by

The depth inside.

Become its bride.

What Are We Aiming At? 5.9.2018 Revelations Big & Small; Definitely Didactic II; I Is Always You Is We; Arlene Nover Corwin

 

 

 

 

Washing Over

         Washing Over 

I wash the brain with peace,

Synapse to sleepy synapse.

Themes may change from day to day,

The mind and will working that way. Today,

It’s peace – a motif that I never ‘got’.

I’m one step nearer, sensing it.

Behavior freer, talk a bit…

I’m more polite, considerate.

Something’s taking ‘way the shit

That usually rolls around as chaos;

Something near to paradise’s

Innermost best aspect peace, is

Uppermost. I use this basis

For my practice,

Imaging, imagining, examining,

Pretending, willing…

All that matters is the stilling

Followed by activity that does some good.

(What I wish is that it would).

Meanwhile, I am smiling more and more.

This ‘peace wash’ must be working.

Washing Over /My Newest Trick) 2.23.2018 The Processes: Creative, Thinking, Meditative II; Revelations Big & Small; Arlene Nover Corwin

 

 

Can It Be?

             Can It Be?

Can it be that we

No longer have to worry,

Be concerned about IQ and such,

It not much longer meaning much

When something’s to be learned?

 

Can it be we do not need those centers

To adapt and enter

Higher states,

Taking in non-useful crates

Of knowledge and/or information.

 

Wouldn’t that be lovely…

Days that don’t demand the shove

Of knowledge from an app

To make you happy?

 

Synapse, axon, neuron:

Hordes of intricate connections

Just to reach a level new;

Some new standard, some new status

You consider you.

 

Well, it seems that they’ve discovered

What you probably knew all the time:

You only need a darned few dendrites,

Through the days and nights

Of facts and figures all around;

Surrounding signals chemical/electric

To slow down the darned runaround.

Can it be that life that thrives

Is simpler than our brains surmise

From all the data thrown at us?

 

Maybe just a little meditation

And the silencing of motion

In the ocean of illusion

And the feeding of a news that’s false –

What we’re really needing,

The concoction and the potion

Has been right before our noses

All the time.

Can It Be? 3.29.2018 Our Times, Our Culture II; Revelations Big & Small; Arlene Corwin

OutsideTime: Hawking March 14, 2018

On seeing the Hawking news some hours ago: Be the first to read/react to my reaction.  Not about jazz, not about yoga, but about recognition.

         Outside Time: Hawking March 14, 2018 

No obit this,

But chance to memorize, memorialize,

Tattoo the size of genius,

How it comes to earth in time

Then goes god-only-knows how/where –

Knowing only: not damned here.

Yet ‘there’, by definition place,

Perhaps is space;

Maybe a ‘where somewhere’ in space –

A guess both uniformed and obvious.

 

Mister Hawking, master Hawking

Freed from chair and ALS,

Cells and intellect’s fine processes;

Mammoth efforts of all kinds

To feed the body,

Read the mind(s)

Of universes.

 

To record this day inordinately mixed

With sadness, pride, heroics –

That a man second to none

Has been an Einstein all his own;

Whose works we’ll clone (to yet go farther)

For ‘by works you shall be known.’’

God blessed the non-believer Hawking.

 Outside Time 3.14.2018 The Processes: Creative, Thinking, Meditative II; Revelations Big & Small; Nature Of & In Reality; Circling Round Science II; Circling Round Reality; Arlene Corwin

 

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