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Hands bare resting on her chest
bare skin there too
she feels
(SHE HEALS HERSELF
LEAH LEAH HEAL HEAL)
the soft warm flesh
of her left breast --
THE ONE THAT
WORRIES HER
(Says Mary: "Worrying for you and your Italian family goes back generations, when they (THEY the ANTENATI, THE WORD FOR ANCESTORS IN ITALIAN SOUNDS LIKE ANTENNA!)
"They had to deal with war and poverty and STARVATION (ITALIANS STARVING?) Now, worrying for you and your sisters and your family is
Just a bad habit!"
Who is this writing?
What voice? What name? LEAH?
LEAH! LEAH?
WHO IS NARRATINGTHISSTORY?
For that matter, what time is it? What date?
It matters none of it.
There is no such thing as time. There is no death.
THE SPIRIT THE ENERGY THE LOVE LASTS FOREVER.
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SHE IS KNEELING SITTING ON
HER MEDITATION BENCH.
With her hands palms bare there resting on the soft swell flesh of her left breast.
SHE FEELS THE PULSE OF HER HEART BEATING. JUST LET IT BEAT AND BEAT AND
LET GO OF ALL WORRY,
Says Mary: "Say it over and over again: 'I AM GOD'S PERFECT HEALTH IN EVERY CELL OF MY BODY."
Try chanting that.
What I want to tell you is how she LEAH? was meditating when suddenly she LEAH! felt the beautiful MALA BEADS that her sister-in-law Jo made her for her 65th birthday.
Meditating and holding the beads NOW SHE IS CHANTING TO GANESH, the Hindu deity that is the remover of obstacles.
OM GAM GANAPATIYE NAMAHA
A month ago when she started chanting to Ganesh, her eyes on the cherubic little elephant statue, Jo told her "Do it for a month and watch all the obstacles disappear."
It only took two or three weeks.
After struggling to revise her book,
Suddenly, she knew how to organize that book she called
FIRST "Pearly Everlasting,"
and then
{HEAL LEAH LEAH HEAL} OR {LEAH HEAL LEAH HEAL} OR {HEAL LEAH HEAL LEAH}
and now, finally:
{{{{{{{{{{ANGELS KEEP WHISPERING IN MY EARS. }}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}
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Someone suggested to me/her the other day that all you need to do to relax is
HUMMMMMMMMMM
it takes you to the
MMMMMMMM feeling buzzing inside your mouth and your chest
"It is the OMMMMMMMMM
of the Universe."
Who said that?
Who keeps writing this. LEAH?
PAUSE
BREATHE IN
and OUT
and feel the
NOW
the
PORTAL, each now is a
THE DOOR TO THE DIVINE.
Now.
Stop.
This.
Writing.
CHANT.
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I (WHO?) am reminded, my BODY REMEMBERS EVERY EMOTION IS EMBEDDED IN FLESH
It's like DRUMMMMMMMING. Remember all those drumming poems you wrote so many years ago AND when you asked poet Judy Johnson how to write drumming poems she said,
"Just drum." And she was
write.
So why is your drum buried somewhere in the basement?
The basement
of your
body is drumming
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REMEMBER IS IN MY BODY. In Hindu philosophy it's called SAMSKARA
"';;;;;;the subtle mental impressions left by all thoughts, intentions and actions that an individual has ever experienced....often likened to grooves in the mind;;;;;;;;;"
Scientist Candace Pert wrote about "MOLECULES OF EMOTION," every time you feel something chemicals chemicals flood your bloodstream and are caught forever? in your bodily tissues!
OH God, I remember the chemicals, five chemotherapy chemicals a week for 13 weeks, Rich and me driving to New York? Boston? for CHEMO
BOTH OF US were driving he always drove me and we would vocalize sing
chant the CHAKRAS, Denise wrote down all seven sounds FOR ME FOR MY FAMILY on a piece of orange paper.
Vocalizing the CHAKRAS helped me through chemo and radiation back in 2002 and 2003.
(Who is me? Who are we? LEAH AND ME WE ARE A FAMILY! Are we LEAH? Still?
Could we be possibly
dare
I say
MY NAME?
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Here hear HEAR THIS Hear her CHANT THE CHAKRAS:
Crown chakra: EEEEEEEEEEEEE
Throat chakra: AYYYYYYYYYY
HEART: OHHHHHHHHHH
Solar plexis: OOOOOOOH like YOU (yes you should try this try hummmmmmming!)
LUNG: AHHHHHHHHHH
Reproductive: MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM
Base chakra: SSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS
NOW.
CHANT!
HEAR JO: "Everyone loves to sing. From kids to elders. Everybody loves when I bring the harmonium into the yoga studio and use it to chant
OMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM
and let the BOOK POUR OUT OF THE UNIVERSE into voices into files of different colors!
1 comment:
Claud, how powerful this is. I could feel the humming and drumming and buzzing underneath my tongue as I read your (Leah's) body-intuitive words. And the Door to the Divine painting in greens is stunning. I LOVE this. It may be my favorite. And your evolving title is (maybe; I think?) a reflection of your experience writing and living this book and of Leah's experience being this book. Striking.
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