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From the Beginning

Love is where I came from,
and love is where I’ll return.
In-between, intended it was,
love meant to guide and lead.
In reality love always did,
sadly, I didn’t always listen.
But now, blessed opportunity
and gift of awareness, I
can hear the voice of love
in everything I see–
but aware I must remain,
Wading
Walking
Wondering.
It’s my time to live,
live according
to the Trueness
given me
from the beginning.

–J. Brunson

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Yes, It Matters

Good and right.
Right and good.
What does it matter?

It matters only
as it matters to you.

And matter it does
that you do what
is good and right,
and right and good,
in moments
where you find yourself
standing
in the middle
of presence,
with presence,
letting go.

About being right
it is not.
About doing good
it is not.

Being the truth
of who you are
guides the truth
of what you do.

Being,
and consistently holding
carefully and confidently
our humanness, together,
assures loving resonance.

Doing,
then placing such energy
in the flow,
unencumbered original self,
flows into generous freedom.

Good and right.
Right and good.
Does it really matter?

It matters really,
as it matters to you;
so it matters to us.

–J. Brunson

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The Word

Saying it, the word
often we may not
but unfolding, the essence
often we must.

Something to be feigned, it is not
fingers placed quickly to lips
demanding never again to lie.

For another can patiently be
observing, as time together goes
trusting, the essence to manifest
accepting the word when spoken.

The word itself
used precisely, or not
just the same, felt
by giver
by receiver
when from truth it flows.

To make one’s mark
to leave an impression
to know you’ve made
an impact
this is the stuff
of treasure, true gold
found in the self
the self you are
founded on the reality
of who you are.

The word
yes, the essence
originates in, with
and from, this reality.

–J. Brunson

"Essence" by Anna Sabino

“Essence” by Anna Sabino

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Here’s the Thing

You know good things.
With such truth,
knowledge, and reality.

Time for you, a self true,
doing your best to see
energy with purpose to be.

Others see, so must you.
Not about ego this seeing,
the truth of where you are,
the truth of where you’ve been,
what you have done.

Why you do
what you do
is given to spirit.
This is trust.
This is faith.

Stand,
and face
the reality
of goodness.

You now move along the path
with life, living and being, doing.
Being who you are, gratefully.
Doing what you do, generously.

–J. Brunson

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“The Path” by Anna Sabino

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The Privilege

The privilege
of being true,
a meaning likely
best fitting
to the yearning
for freedom.

A day offered … each day
actually offered in much the same way;
a chance for presence,
the privilege of being true.

On this day,
in a context of presence,
privilege, upon writing the word,
suddenly, consciously,
includes me.

All of the journey,
all of my steps,
finds me thankful,
continually,
for the spirits I know,
the experience of each
securing the privilege.

The privilege
to know the I
that I am,
made this way,
for these steps,
for this path,
thankful I am
in Trueness.

–J. Brunson

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If we stay
one place
too long,
debilitatingly comfortable
we become.

If we move
too quickly,
too soon,
coldly insensitive
we become.

Longer than anywhere
here I’ve been
where birds sing,
dawn to dark.
But longer still
I’ve journeyed
birdsong always present
of dove, lark.

A choice of control it is not
this next step of transformation,
but more a return
a natural necessity
to live without control.

Expectations hoarded
filters blinding,
never a path found.
Yet self freed
seeing and unfolding,
inner music will abound.

So on I go
to label no need
and on I trust,
privileged
in what I’ll see.

–J.Brunson

Photo by Teri Vickers Metts

Photo by Teri Vickers Metts

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Love – Being Faith

I know the work I do in this world
is good; of this I have no doubt.
Of doubt I do have—and therefore—
of doubt that has me,
I pray release.

This rhythm, this verse
of doubt is not about.
But about the faith
that erodes all doubt.

Of all doubt
I pray release
through a faith
growing ever more strong
in Love.

Careful I must be
I know.
Because to grow
stronger in Love
is not something
on a list to do.

Love
is done to me.
Love
is first given
to me.

Then … only then
is Love mine to give.

At such point
it is all about the being.

In such truth
I must trust.

To be with faith
is to flow.
To be in and with flow
is to be
faith itself.

—J.Brunson

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