Pay attention and the gift of love blooms

Dream.

Dream.

Dream of the endings and allow them

And feel.

Feel.

Feel the grief of the passing,

Allowing the feelings to flow,

Just as the waters of time do,

So you are in tune and

Free to follow heart-led desire.

With true discernment,

Heart knows the way and

Can ease the iron grip of

Head and mind.

Gently leading,

Heart can ease head’s pain,

And the constant need for MORE

Can subside into appreciation for NOW.

The present is a gift that opens itself

As you pay attention

With curiosity, appreciation, gratitude.

Let yourself practice this,

Discerning the myriad beautiful details of life

And letting their mystery inspire you

To work, love, and live in beauty.

Appreciate the beauty within,

All your creative ways of surviving,

And your big heart that knows all of you,

And your body that feels so much,

Whether you know it or not.

Appreciate the beauty of each person

In so many ways they cannot be counted.

See, feel, taste, smell, touch with appreciation.

Even your judgement can be appreciated,

As it twists and turns,

Tying you in knots,

If you let it.

Just notice.

Just pay attention.

And the gift of love blooms.

This was a channelled poem for the Full Moon in Pisces at 04:19UT on 28 August 2026.

Moon (2025)

Your glow bathes me in

Cold, beautiful love

And I stand beneath you

Yet with you

Hearing your musical chatter

Making requests

That I have long ignored.

I feel the grief of this disavowal

Of our true nature,

Our ability to hear one another

In ways science can’t fathom

In its fearsome grip on rationality.

I feel you, your beauty

Brings tears to my eyes

As I long for our connection

To last forever

While knowing it cannot

And the exquisite pain of

Bittersweet loving reigns

My human heart.

For this vast, weightless

Heavy feeling I am

Utterly grateful.

Your silver beauty

Moves me like no other,

And yet, as the wave flows

I am left with this sense of

My earthiness and your sorrow

Of  the unknown of this.

Together we are other and

This bliss of appreciation

Sustains our relationship.

No longer will awe

Disconnect us

My silver friend.