encouraging, providing,
supporting, showing up
feeling bad when I don’t.
never missing a birthday greeting,
remembering every detail,
to prove my love.
Yes, I am listening…
Today, friendship found me;
my love was felt,
And, it was returned.
It felt like the way Love feels
without any need to prove
itself.
Full acceptance, Presence.
Today I didn’t have to chase
after friendship,
and show my toys,
Try to entice a friend
to stick around.
I’ll be real good to you!
You can tell me all your secrets!
You can trust me!
Today, friendship found me,
Simply because I wasn’t in need –
no one was,
in need of anything.
And, no one was trying to
confide in me, offer me their services,
or ask me to fix anything.
No one was trying to transact.
All was already provided.
Let’t just relax and enjoy ourselves..
**There was a goldendoodle who presented in the clinic last week (not the one who was being treated; the puppy gnawed on a chair but didn’t bark) but the owner brought in the puppy. Growing up, my first friend was my sister dog: Maggie. We were toddlers together.
“Damiel: It’s great to live by the spirit, to testify day by day for eternity, only what’s spiritual in people’s minds. But sometimes I’m fed up with my spiritual existence. Instead of forever hovering above I’d like to feel a weight grow in me to end the infinity and to tie me to earth. I’d like, at each step, each gust of wind, to be able to say “Now.” Now and now” and no longer “forever” and “for eternity.” To sit at an empty place at a card table and be greeted, even by a nod. Every time we participated, it was a pretense. Wrestling with one, allowing a hip to be put out in pretense, catching a fish in pretense, in pretense sitting at tables, drinking and eating in pretense. Having lambs roasted and wine served in the tents out there in the desert, only in pretense. No, I don’t have to beget a child or plant a tree but it would be rather nice coming home after a long day to feed the cat, like Philip Marlowe, to have a fever and blackended fingers from the newspaper, to be excited not only by the mind but, at last, by a meal, by the line of a neck by an ear. To lie! Through one’s teeth. As you’re walking, to feel your bones moving along. At last to guess, instead of always knowing. To be able to say “ah” and “oh” and “hey” instead of “yea” and “amen.”
Excerpt from the movie, Wings of Desire, directed by Wim Wenders. In the movie, the angel wants to experience the physical world.
The angel Damian falls in love with a lonely trapeze artist…
When i was in elementary school, I wrote this poem. It was chosen and published in the school’s annual publication. The theme for the assignment was “Amusement Park.”
a single leaf falls
from autumn’s hour,
and decorates the parking lot floor,
from here we are swept into another world
Tracing the lines of the leaf to the contours of the wall,
a painted circle on the wall emerges.
We feel the universe begin to sparkle, and to share her secrets.
“gravity propagates at the speed of light”
Einstein was right!
I read it in a new article…
~
Purple and orange sunset swirl
the light goes down like a sunken pearl
oncoming night, fills us with delight
dreams, upon freer nite
as real as an untethered kite.
fantastic and true, as my maple spiced beverage!
Drowning in full chromatic hue…
Photography by Ka Malana ©2017
Ka Malana Photography ©2017
Photography Ka Malana ©2017
Photography Ka Malana ©2017
Ka Malana Photography ©2017
Ka Malana Photography ©2016
Ka Malana Photography ©2017
Tracing the lines of the leaf to the contours of the wall,
Fiesta Estrellas 
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