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What You Need to Know BEFORE Doing a Life-Change Course - Part 1

Love how this went, and to repeat a bit, this is a Big Deal, and there's lots lots lots I'm Sharing and going to Share. 🙂 ❤We get started at 4:30 into the vid. There's always a bit of delay and I like to give the folks joining live a chance to join and be there for the start. Please please comment and ask questions from the replay. FB shows me the time you comment, if you pause to do so, and even if not, so it gives me the context of your comments just like it's live.I will respond to all. Always do. 🙂 ❤ 😃(If it's personal, you can pm me, no problem.)Can even email me if needed: sylsabastian@gmail.com The Facebook Group where this took place: https://www.facebook.com/groups/sasig...Nobelia.org/Impeccability
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Part Two - The Me of When and More - Journeying Into The Realm of Moreness

Story Synopsis:

The Aspirant, after their Intense Sharing,and the profound Personal-Shift which resultedfrom putting their ghosts to rest,finds themselves transported out of their ordinary realityto a figurative and semi-mythological island,interacting with themselves as they explore.A mysterious and magical placewhere reality is not as fluid as usual,where time and vision are not linear,but instead follow the fluid and flexible Moreness-Logic of:Appropriateness, Relevance, and Pertinence.
Here, because of the Aspirant’s focus and deep Intentof moving themselves into Moreness,they encounter an actual mechanism for doing so:the barrier-between-the-worlds.The Aspirant discovers what’s involved in making that crossingand what’s still needed.Much is revealed to the Aspirant,by way of confirmation of existing philosophy and new revelations.The Aspirant’s experience is filled with multi-layered meaningsand symbolic references, as such experiences are.There’s More, by way of references to the known,as in literature and philosophy, and also to new revelations,conceptions, and paths not before encountered.
The Aspirant, even though already having a sophisticated philosophyregarding death, now finds that sophistication updatedand also reinforced, coming away from the experiencerefreshed as to their commitment to Application,Application now very specifically: the Application of Preparation. 

Part Two - The Me of When and More- Journeying Into The Realm of Moreness

The Aspirant found LiMo, again,And again, LiMo waited,

“Again, I have been thinking,”The Aspirant began,began their Journey of Sharing,“My Me-of-Now wants to know,to know about my Me-of-When,the when of me that is to be.since, what is not, is Me-of-Then,and Me-of-Now, is looking further,
further into the More.”

“I have learned,” understood the Aspirant,
their eyes looking through time.
“What I Learned, learned from my ghosts,
is that,
Me-of-Now,
is a ghost,
a ghost which can be mine,
mine as choice I choose to host.”

“But…” agreed LiMo.
“But, a future ghost,is a ghost of choosing,
a ghost I choose.
The Aspirant pointed,
pointing LiMo’s gaze at what’s to come.
“Behold the Isle, LiMo,
behold my Me-of-Then,
Then, I’m not alone.
Me-of-Then is there,
there with Me-of-Now.”

LiMo nodded,
her gaze shifting,
slightly.

“Yes, I am Assisted,and,I am Assisting.Assisting my Me-of-More.”

“Why LiMo?
Why this need?
Why need for two of me,
two to journey to that Isle,
two to serve,
and three to brave
crossing of that placid sea?
Why LiMo?”

LiMo waited,
waited on that crossing.
“Yes Why?” LiMo floated at the Aspirant.

“Why, because you are not two,you are not three,yet three, is.And is, yet, the me of Thee.”
The Aspirant Stretched,Stretched into then,the then of yearning,
the Then to Come.
“On Landing there,
there on that beach of bare,
bare soul, bare bone,
bare as alone, complete alone.
I stood,
me and my Me-of Then,
now comforted by a lonely wood.
Standing,
I knew only one more step,
and knew I could step,
only that one step,
as never can we step past one,
not until,
that step of one,
is a step Rightly Done.”

“I stepped a one,
and stepped another one,
and there, on that Isle-of-Then,
I did ensconce my wooded-me,
finished, I did seek to Tree,
and there, not one, but three,
amidst the many, calling to my me.
where I did seek to ponder,
to ponder if now perhaps, I might be free.”

“Yet, I was not,as I was no More,and then LiMo,right then,on this momentous Knowing,this understanding of my I, as Lore,
me Understanding my I, is Lore,
right there LiMo,
there just passed,
passed those three trees of yore,
there opened, opened to my Me-of-More,
there beckoned a portentous door.
Yes LiMo, a Door,
The Door of No-More.”

“I paused, Paused with all of self still there,as power joined, to carefully bind my inner core,
the doorway having no door, no frame,
nothing more than shimmer,
reflecting through that wooded glimmer.”

‘Come come, come claim your claim.’
“Stepping to the portal bright, I stepped,and in that moment of my step,I felt through a water not quite wet,an essence curtain pulling at my spirit,revealing, I was no Unshackled,no, not yet.”
“Not one to flinch from press,I pressed, further into that wasteland yond,a nothingness, filled with weight,each step heavy, heavy,heavier to heavier with each stress.Never one to flog the self with futile quest,I stepped my mind through coming hate,rejecting, I returned, realising, I need improve my best.Questions now I had, why so heavy, why so thick,why so slow,wherein lay my crossing trick?”

“Needing more, instinct turned me from that door,to find, sharply in my space, the Assistant, now come ashore.‘Ha, Mariner, not so ancient,’ I did greet.“Come you to Share your story, or is that my fate to meet?Although, what wedding, is unknown,perhaps not fitting,thus please enlighten, I do entreat.’"
“That One, I did feel some part my greater whole.now Shared what was to be her fitting role:‘I bring you knowing you could not know,
as you have come before your due,
results of earnest learning connecting Greater Flow,
and, such as you, are sadly, uncommon few.
The Journey now before you few do make,
not with clear knowing, nor awareness of what's at stake,
and not while open-eyed and wide awake.
The Crossing of that desolate plain,
held in by thresholds of residual pain,yield resistance in direct compare,to that which we've yet to bear.
To make requirements clearly clear,look you on these three trees so dear,
what reveals regarding lingering fear?’"

The Aspirant, now stopped in all they did think past done,peered deep to unseal those three trees of More,one aged, one potent, one budding with as yet, all obvious as to their core,a three, but now revealed as whole and healing One,

“LiMo, do Hear me,as here I did remember learnings done,Balance gained and battles won,I remembered LiMo, I did,Applied to that copse of three,I shirked not from deep truths maybe hid,What had I learned LiMo?The assistant now bid me know,I pulled from within my fortress strong,Shift, release, let go, be less.I did ease, my breaths now long,but wait, a look to Assistant's eye,I paused, queried, waiting for the why.”

“’To unbind from that unneeded, is but the early task,there’s More, more More you are now asked,to cross that lonesome fearful plain,required you lose all, not only obvious pain,and that which causes life’s perpetual drain.No no, if only these had been for those few ventured steps,you’d now be truly dead,sent back to redo and learn again,to perchance learn what’s never learned,life after life of efforts vain.’”
“‘This here we have a levelled challenge,as you’ve learned the usual lessons,and pressed on past the pressures plain,a life of good and right and virtued in the main,but, but now, you seek what lies beyond,you wish to venture, to venture far into that realm across,where you might find, find your heart’s desire,free and clean of all life’s dross,and on, on into that Realm of Moreness,where you just might, just might set your soul afire.’”
“’That plain acts on the soul unpure,the more that’s carried,even if believed so sure,serves to catch both wind and weight,as any you like to call your baggage,bears not carried to reach your sought for fate,your burden now to shed,are all ideas, beliefs, and ideals wed,ambitions, goals, even aspirations bold,now must fall to forgo their clinging hold,you know this in your deep,as you’ve already uttered understandingswhich you know to keep,one such is your I as Lore,that I, which now, you know is not your core,it’s but a figment of passions passing quick,as time is measured, by soul’s measured click.’”

‘”Around and round I dance this sharing tale,to coax from you to drop that subtle veil,to here and now make your leap so grand,a trusting leap to waiting Mother’s promised Hand.’”
The Aspirant sighed a sigh to shift the ocean’s tide,“I know, I know, I know from what’s averse to hide,a gruelling task I shall attempt,with all deep vigour from me to summon,a fate from which I choose not be exempt,towards the beckoning portal I did stride,astride Determination to be my least,a first of efforts bent to improvement’s beast,shedding thoughts and hopes and all desire’s binding,I ventured into that wasteland’s purge of real-self finding,my task and challenge knownere even assistant’s reminding share.
On I plunged, unbinding self from wish’s glare,further now, easier than earlier’s precocious way,yet alas, I’ll not grind your receptive ear,each step yet weightier and gloomier than the failing day,foretelling doom of efforts dear,and there, there on that plain of soul’s reveal,I did fail to shed deep emotions binding seal,but imagined blackness dark and cold,as yet delayed its promised hold,and though, as in a dream to/too clear,I am returned to what I still hold dear,and here you find me LiMo, as still I was,and find me still as now,with one large difference as to the howwhich eluded on my trial so sure,a gift I see now of knowing pure,LiMo, this, this I now do know,the path to purging what yet binds unfree,is one of practised repeated Being as Tree.”
LiMo regarded that Aspirant’s Joy,cueing detail more than shared,knowing this Aspirant one not coy,on a True Path now newly bared.
“I am, I am,” committed the Aspirant,“Committed to my Task renewed,say you LiNew, anew, afresh,what I have not as yet construed.”
LiMo replied, saying nothing.
“Nothing, as new, yes LiMo,Application, same as before,same doing, yet new Understanding,repeat now bears repeating,emphasising emphasis, a potent oar,to know is not to live,to live is not to know,no, not necessarily, as now I need to show.I need BE all I am,how can we not, you may enquire?I have learned, learned to hold,hold my mood, change my mood,and choose which mood I need make bold,accomplishments of time and effort, dearly sold,but yet, yet not what that crossing of my Spirit asks,these need be innate, my very innards default tasks,and also thoughts, thoughts both known and not,and that which flows from thinking,set of mind and fix of face, to Intent I must allot,and feel and have and be deep in posture’s rightful stance,as in the end LiMo, all of mind’s deep Intent,is but to Feel, feel the most we can enhance,Feel the all, as all to feel is Spirit’s potent bent,just as mind needs mind to be aware,so Spirit uses body,to reflect and know, improve, adjust, and share,it’s goal, and end, to master emotion’s burning glare,risking perils of immersion’s trapping lair,but, safeguarded by body’s fore-known demise,if trapped in unwanted beliefs and lies.
My task LiMo, our task, to break habit’s deadly hold,to choose, to be, to create our superlative feelings bold,this our purpose and our end,for when we feel the most that feel can be,where More to spend our precious energy,so dearly dearly purchased, simply to be free?”
“And now to close my epic Share,a short poem, shared to my Soul laid bare:”
“You are, you are, a donna-More,You are, you are, a portal door,Enjoy enjoy your Gift's delightEnjoy enjoy your Power's might.As your Intent is pure and good,and guides you purely on your Path of Could,remove remove all doubts of should,and thus, you freely free, your Spirit’s Magic Would.”

The End

Part One: https://www.nobelia.org/stories/the-me-of-then-and-now/
Part One B: https://www.nobelia.org/stories/part-one-the-me-of-then-and-now-limos-sher/

#Poetry #SpokenWord #IsleOfTheDead #Philosophy #BiellaSeries #MeOfWhen #MeOfMore #RealmOfMoreness

Attunement and Impeccability for the acquisition of Inner Schooling via Art

A presentation of:

How exactly IS Art a Path to Inner Schooling?

How exactly do Attunement and Impeccability make a Difference for the acquisition of Inner Schooling via Art ?

There's much More, as Way-of-Impeccability and the Moreness-Project are extensive, cohesive Programs, the focus here has been very tight, as prompted by Attunement. 
Links to the Video-Poems:
https://www.nobelia.org/stories/the-me-of-then-and-now/
https://www.nobelia.org/uncategorized/part-one-the-me-of-then-and-now-limos-sher/
Nobelia.org Self-Discovery Project
#Attunement #Impeccability #WayOfImpeccability #MorenessProject #ArtAsAPathToInnerSchooling #Art #LearningAndGrowing #ArtCulture

Part One - The Me of Then and Now - LiMo's Sher

The Aspirant now waited,
a long while passed,
then,
LiMo Responded:

“Confused,
bound too tight,
I made a decision,
to see,
if I could make right.
I set a course,
destination unknown,
uncertain of letting go.
Exploring my shadows,

once I believed of losing my mind.
Some said express,
yet others,
‘but not too much.’
Me,
only feeling safe to look,
but never touch.
Connections,
come and go;
me in kind.
Awareness raised,
a challenge to Unbind.


Write and count steps travelled before.
How many journals, pens, and pencils?
The numbers matter not;
I create the energy for thousands more.
I commit to the journey.

In this moment,
the happiness you see,
really is,
the Unbound me.
I Choose to no longer sit,
with negativity.
If you need to judge,
I'll understand;
As Acceptance can be a challenge,
to comprehend,
and hold in hand.

The Me-of-Then,
wanted to be you -
once.
No thanks.
I'm good with who I Am.
I realized Me,
on this journey;
my values,
standards,
needs, and wants.
I choose no labels,
only conceptions of self,
to assist,
with the describing of Me.


And, on the path, there are overviews,
where once I saw difference,
between,
between me, and you...
It all made sense...
I Choose,
because,
I matter too.
Intents are sent to the Universe,
Unlock,
Unlearn,
all in good time.
I claim my connection
without waiting in line.
I know where is my path,
so discomfort is fine.

No matter how many times.
I wander off course,
my intuition,
keeps me aligned.
Boundaries set,
my course in place,
my energy managed to fuel my pace.
Awareness, Discernment, Understanding,
are key.
No expectations.
Respect, Trust,
and Belief in my value
I see,
thus my Goodness,
my Moreness,
My Independence of Being,
now free.



I think of Invictus, My Captain,
Walden, and more,
and I remind myself,
my words are as important.
Perhaps not to you,
but to me,
they say,
there's no need to wish,
to be,
any,
other way.
For;
I AM enough.
Impeccable. Unbound.
Deliberate.
And,
also More.


The End

#Poetry #MeOfThenAndNow #BiellaSeries #SpokenWord #SherUnbound #100DaysOfIntent
Credits for Part One - The Me of Then and Now - LiMo's Sher

Boléro by Maurice Ravel - Orchestration by Prequell and #THELOCKDOWNORCHESTRA 
at the #JourneeOlympique à Ville de Paris  [Music 1]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UcCsf77JdrU
Gipsy Violin - Artist and Composer Unknown [Music 2]
Zara Commercials
Royalty-Free Stock Footage from Pexels.com, MixKit.co, and Pixabay.com
Poem Written by Sher Marchman-Day (Minimally edited by Syl Sabastian)Paintings and Drawings by Sher Marchman-Day (Sher-Unbound)Video Edited and Curated by Syl SabastianCreated on Premiere Pro and AudacityMotivational and Perspective Assistance Consulting - Beena SiddSpecial Thanks to Participants of Way-of-Impeccability
Nobelia.org Self-Discovery Project

Interconnectivity Inspiration

Painting by Beena Sidd
The SlenderTree Family had come a long way, their Matriarch insistent. Finally arriving at her destination that transformative midnight morning, the moon assisting, as it does for momentous Awarenesses, the Matriach directed,
'You See, *that's* how it's supposed to be! Connecting to each other, Sharing, Appreciating, comforting and supporting if needed, Understanding each other, celebrating the Moreness. Community and communion in Application. *That* is a forest which is More than the trees. You see it, you see it now?'

  

Nobelia.org Self-Discovery Project

#Fiction #Inspiration #ArtCommentary #WayOfImpeccability

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What is Life-Coaching to me?

A life-coach, and I do not even like that term because coach in its usual usage has many connotations and implications which are contrary to life-coaching as I see it. A life-coach as I see it, and I run an extensive Program for Coaching Life-Coaches, is someone who will never ever *tell* another anything, they will Share yes, but never tell.
Mostly they will Listen, *Hear* the other and make sure also they *feel* Heard. Hear as in Capital H Hearing which goes way beyond just hearing or listening. It's a deep skill with many many layers.
They will Make Space for the other, again, a profound skill and activity which enables the other to do what they would not ordinarily be easily able to do. Again, a sophisticated skill with many complexities.
They will pay exquisite Attention and Provide energy which would not otherwise be available, a most most precious contribution and invaluable.
A good life-coach IMO is deeply ethical and conscientious, taking their responsibilities very very seriously, seeing them as a deep deep profound Responsibility.

Above all, the life-coach's job is to stay out of the way, to enable inner truth, *AS IT IS ACCORDING TO THE INDIVIDUAL* to emerge. These truths are not just personal beliefs and opinions and thus are never merely ego-boosting, but truths which are hard-come by, tested and forged in the fires of Awareness, Discernment, and Understanding, Truths which have been vetted and tested on the incorruptible anvil of Conscience, the *individual's* Conscience, not the life-coaches conscience, which has nothing whatsoever to do with those truths, which are really, in the end. Awareness, Discernments, and Understandings and thus are alive growing and changing as Appropriate and as the individual grows and changes.
A life-coaches is assisting in preparing an individual to be a *traveller* and not to get to a particular destination. A profound mistake many unfortunately make. To be a good traveller is a particular skill, which most certainly can be acquired, thus a good life-coaches does not have to have answers to life's questions, just enabled another to be able to travel with ease and joy to traverse life's Paths as they take them, since life is about the journey, not necessarily the destination. That's personal.

Further, depending on what's been asked or agreed upon, and if there is a specific curriculum or not etc, there may also be a Sharing of *Self-Evident-Sensibilities* as is so in my personal case, with WOI.
I feel that a good coach will provide *tools* from which the other can fashion their *own* tools as needed and as Appropriate. The task of a life-coach is to facilitate *Choice,* Awareness and capabilities, as well as opportunities for Self-Proof that the individual can apply those tools and make choices in Awareness.


That's what it's all about; Awareness, Choice, capability, and a good coach has many many tools to enable this *WITHOUT* their own personal beliefs coming into matters.
I remind Participants regularly to *NOT* believe a word I say. Their task is to come to their *OWN* decisions, conclusions, Awarenesses, and capabilities by themselves.
The life-coach but provides assistance and tools and also, provides *Structure* which greatly assists the motivation assistance which a life-coach provides.
A life-coach is a partner in a profound Life-Dance of Learning and Growing. It's not about the having wisdom or insight, it's about Understanding, deeply and profoundly and with great sophistication and knowing very well what *SELF-LEARNING* is all about and providing the environment, tools, opportunities, prompts, clues, hints, suggestions, and incentives for that *Self-Learning* to be attractive, fun, exciting, Joyful and a delight.
A good life-coach will have eager participants or learning partners, because *always,* that learning and growing is a profound *Collaboration* where the Life-Coaches is furiously busy learning alongside the individual who they are partnered with.

There's much much More I can elaborate on, as it's a deep deep topic but way too much for a comment. Suffice is to say most life-coaches are selling a belief-system, which is okay, as long as one is Aware of this and is okay adopting someone else's beliefs, no matter how wonderful they may be. Ofc the downside is that one ends up essentially living another's life and that is why in most life-coaching the results are temporary, even if that temporary is years or even decades.

To empower others is the end goal, but it's not something the life-coach can *give* another, merely creating the conditions for the Self-Empowerment to happen. If they know what they are doing, then as long as the participant or client does the work, or play really, if the life-coach knows what they are doing, that Self-Empowerment happens.

If anyone wants to know More or discuss this in detail, they are welcome to come on Zoom and talk about it, then I can get into the subject in depth as is befitting such a huge and sophisticated subject. This includes those who are interested for themselves, and coaches already coaching and keen to know More, either way, no problem, happy to Share.
I can also arrange for interaction with those with whom I work and have worked, to get a view and perspective from the other end, a most important part of Sharings such as this.

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#WayOfImpeccability #LifeCoach #LifeCoaching #SelfHelp #SelfImprovement #PersonalDevelopment #LifeChange #SelfChange

Drinking Painted Language

Words thoughts feelings understandings,

Where dwells the self beyond self, the self of whole me?
Smell, sound, touch, integrated comprehendings,
Can I be, can it be, so simple, so simple, to be free?

Language of mind, language of spirit true,
ease me from my tyranny blue
beg me left, beg me right
beggar me not to feeble sight,
stretch me long, stretch me pure, stretch me into wholeness long,
find me in, find me out,
Oh, I am exposed, now to merge fragmented doubt,

Yes I will, yes I shall, this I’ll muster
sure to spread the forming cluster,
I am art, I am part, a connection beating through my heart
swirling, winding, spreading, finding,
feeding spots and tips and lines of painting’s start.

Shall I draw you as a me,

or me as two,
or maybe you as you, or thou as thee?
Feed me deep, feed me free.

You sound as bread, you smell of red,
you feel as sprinkle, you taste of wrinkle,
oh, I know not you as one,
yet I say,
for me, for thee

our soul’s magic burns burns as ever-poignant sun,
never never, never those threads of finding Core,
finish binding, shaping, finding,
our mystique of ever-aching More.

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(Art by Beena Sidd)

#Poetry #Writing #Synesthesia 

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Request for Assistance With Children's Book

I've written a Draw-Along children's book, Hedgi and the Cats, and need readers to draw the pictures in the story as suggested by the provided captions. I'll use these drawings of readers in special versions of the book. Everyone is encouraged to draw, older readers are asked to do so as their single-digit selves and makes for a most fun participation and Self-Discovery exercise.
Anyone who has children or knows anyone who has, please help me out. I'm looking to get as many drawings as possible and I also put them up on the special Hedgi The Undercover Hedgehog Book Series website. 
Thanks <3 :) <3
#Hedgi #HedgiTheUndercoverHedgehog #UndercoverHedgehog #Fiction #ChildrensBook #ChildrensStory #DrawAlongBook
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Waiting for Change

Waiting for Change

Spring spring, waiting, nearly,
come come, almost really,
am I, will I, should I,
Why this constant constant inner aching?
Thought think mutter fumble,
rumble rumble, foolish grumble.

Go go horrid winter
Chance to seek our hidden hinter?
Ha, you say, best left unseen,
lol, yes, maybe never been?
Like the season, serves its part,
entered deep in loving Heart
the key, as is reflective time,
a path of purpose, I now must climb.

Warm warm cosy comfort heat
my world, my focus, oh my treat
where’s my mind, where’s my soul,
what I’m missing to heal me whole
Cold cold, you have no hold
I can, I will, I must, I shall
erase all chill from gloom’s locale.

Wishing wishing steals my now
wanting wanting absent how
why why I want to know
must I endure my sorrow’s snow
why why do I, project as fear
a constant almost, coming near.

Insisting I insist on wanting
wanting what’s to come
feeling lost with what I feel
desires dumbing what’s already numb
yet here I am, spinning spinning Life’s wicked Wheel,
round and round the glorious more,
falling failing, Hope’s revolving door.

But but, it’s here, it’s in this very front
I find and know my longer hunt,
Wanting wanting soothing not
no no, evades my what.

A shifting grasp of promise yonder
On this on this I have to ponder,
why why refuse to yield
never finding to-be-healed
object reject fearful awful truth
inward lurks an inner sleuth
relentless, thwarted, wasted youth
avoidance cultured, most uncouth.

I am, I want, and I desire
supple soothing inner fire
enough enough to burn me hot
if I but only, can allot,
to me, what’s not my not.

------

#WaitingForChange #Poetry #Fiction #WaitingForSpring #SylPoem #InnerChange

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Two Poems: Today is the Day & Where Has The Day Gone?

A Moreness revealed, our Inward Journey, looking back, seeing forward, in the Now.

Today is the Day for Self-Change

“Today is the day
we'll look back on
as
'in the day.'
Later never comes.
Today is the day
to plant
our Tree of Real Self.
Today is the day
we'll look back on 
and say:
'Back in the day,
I took action,
I did something huge,
even though to some
it seemed small.
I planted the seed
my seed of Real Self.'
But,
I did more,
back in the day.
I watered that seed,
tended
nourished
my seed.
As seedling grew to sapling,
I nurtured my Real Self
daily, constantly,
never allowing any opportunity
for my treeling
to cease growing through neglect.
I persisted,
while my Roots of Real Self
grew deep. 
Then,
back on a Day,
I found my Tree of Real Me
no longer needed myself,
and I became
my Tree of Real.
Yes,
back in the Day,
I DID something...
Now,
every day
is the Day of Real Me.”

- The Young Man

*

Where Has The Day Gone?
Day day,
slip sliding away,
away away,
tick tick into night,
swallowed and lost,
forgotten the light,
Day day gone away,
gone away,
it is, it is,
what can I say?
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Video by my friend Cherie (Na'Cher) NateMusic, with permission: Svefn-g-englar by Sigur RosPoems read and written by Syl Sabastian
#Poetry #CreativeVideo #SpiritPoem #WayOfImpeccability #SelfAwareness #ProfoundAction #LifeChange #NoRegrets #DoItNow #SvefnGEnglar #SigurRoswww.SylSabastian.Blogspot.com
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