A New Home

A Boy
Middle of the year
5th Grader.
A new home
A new school.

My dad had changed jobs to relocate us back to our home state of Mississippi. So, we moved from Florida (the second time) to a town where we had not lived before – in January.

When school resumed after the Christmas holidays, my mom took me to my new school. We went the principal’s office, mom gave them my information, and someone walked me to my my new teacher and her class already in session.

In that school, you entered each classroom from the back. The door, and the aisle to the front, was between the first and second rows to the right of the room (or stage-left for the teacher). My escort and I stopped in the doorway, and she said, “We have a new student.” Each student in the room turned around and looked at me as my escort left me standing there alone.

I remained briefly in that solitary position wondering what to do next. Then suddenly, a boy sitting in that first row to the right, stood up, walked back where I stood, took my trench coat, hung it on a rack, and led me to an open seat in that first row.

As of this date of writing this down, this happened almost 55 years ago … and each time I tell this story, and as I capture it in writing, tears come to my eyes.

It’s about time I wrote it down!

Thank You Steve!

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Grounded in Respect

As a child, respectful
with you I can be,
only as first, I
can be with me.

Love honors being.
From the chambers
of love,
voice moves you.

Love honors doing.
From the chambers
of love,
voice moves others.

Being, alone
may withhold resonance.
Released, respectful energy
in a world needy.

Doing, alone
cannot say enough.
However, an amplifier
for voice it can be.

To be unconsciously present
too much the norm,
walking through moments
too conscious of self.

The full flow
of voice it takes
to feel, hear, and see
grasping love
as source and energy.

In the beginning
nothing it cost
to just be.
Trust was easy
from a center
clear and free.

In the moments, loving tension
at our disposal, always.

Being, resting in respectful trust.
Doing, lovingly grounded in trustful respect.

–J. Brunson

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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

Accompanying Post: Shared Love

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“The Path” by Anna Sabino

Quiet and Clear

Distraught and struggling
an answer to find,
to a question not heard.

Too often, lonely lives
in the thick of action,
whirling activity draining
the energy of who you are.

A journey toward lonely,
not always alone,
such is met.

Your work demands,
in working, expectations
soar, with no control.
Letting go, foreign.

A question
beautifully asked
intent unobstructed
seats you in the moment.

Let go, into
the question
listen, from that
present seat.

Comfort it’s not about
to disturb, not meant,
but both will occur
as the question opens.

Trusting what stirs within,
voices blend
quietly, clearly.

–J. Brunson

Accompanying Post: Rhythm

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You Are Someone

You are someone in whom
I delight

You are someone with whom
being, I enjoy

I like to be with you
and how you are with me
I like who I am with you

So hard it is to believe
any arrangement than this
such present delight would bring

Impossible it is to trust
the lack of such
brings anything less
than anxious obstruction

Thus thankful I am
and openly and silently
thankful we are
you are someone

You are that someone
someone who
confidently holds
together for us
what’s real
what’s possible

You are that someone
someone who
in the present
gives from your best
leads from our best

–J. Brunson

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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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Letting Go into Presence

I have known Joe for 45 years as of this writing.

Your relevance finds its birth in who you are. … finds life in the minds and hearts of others who are impacted by your presence. Your presence is a guide to others because you are clear on purpose−your motive, your method, and your meaning. −Wading the Stream of Awareness (Presence Chapter)

An experience is made sacred only as I am present with it and in it. In reality each experience is sacred in and of itself. It is one’s lack of presence (which is a choice) that steals away the sacredness of a particular experience. I am only now feeling the handle on the phrase, “It is what it is.” This phrase reminds me that I am in an experience−no good, no bad, just some moment to experience.

Joe is without a doubt in the top 10 of most loving spirits I’ve had the privilege to know. You could meet this friend of mine for the first time and I guarantee you the experience of instantaneously feeling the love I’ve known all these years.

Being clear on purpose means you also trust your purpose. Motive is the core of desire. Meaning is in your outcome of intent. And Desire & Intent meet in the tension of the middle as your method becomes impact.

Joe has been clear on purpose for a long time. I know this as I was present in some of those formative moments. His purpose? To love. Joe’s love is a commitment to presence−a being with that keeps him vibrantly conscious of opportunity.

No matter your purpose, know it. Trust it. Follow its clarity as you allow the merger of motive and meaning to flow through your sacred method.

See sister post, Release Presence into Skill 5