Happy New Year!

 

Happy New Year!

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I’m here, I’m done.
This is the beginning of my freedom. Precious memories
of a beautiful past that never happened. 

What is it I tell myself to keep believing in these lies, 

all these lies that the mind keeps telling me?
I just listen and don’t take much interest in 

what it tells me anymore.
I can see its desperate attempts to lure me in.
I don’t want to play that game.
I stay at a distance and just watch.
It tells me the most amazing things,
but I can’t believe them anymore. Sometimes it succeeds, 

and I do what it tells me to do, all to distract me from I.
But I don’t want to be distracted anymore.
It’s all unbelievably crazy.
I’m here. I am. 

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It’s a bird in my heart,
singing for freedom,
freedom from self.
It’s a bird in my heart desperately trying to get out. 

I open my heart and let it in. 

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November Full Moon

 

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Happy Full Moon!

Teatime with Poems.

 

Teatime with Poems! 

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Can you learn to love the feeling of falling apart, 

can you accept knowing nothing,
can you stay in the quiet space?
Tell me, my friend,
what’s your life without your story? 

-from the book "Out of the Labyrinth"

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Love enters my eyes and pours out of my skin, 

it lands on the ground and flows down to the river, 

it unites with the ocean,
 evaporates,


and becomes one with the sky,


turns into rain, 
the rain is falling on my head, 

it’s running down my face,
 entering my skin,


overflowing in my eyes,


love is pouring out of my eyes as tears,


love is falling on the ground,


my tears are entering the flowers on the ground. 

Love is penetrating the fragrance of the flowers. 

I pick a flower, smell it, and love enters my nose. 

I breathe out,
 and love becomes the air we breathe, 

becomes the infinite,
 love is the infinite,


I am one with everything,


I am one,


I am the infinite,


I am Love. 

-from the book "The Struggle of Going Nowhere"

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Don’t be afraid. I’ve got you.


You can let go and be what you truly are.


What you are, behind all the masks that you’ve created, 

created to cover your face,


to disguise who you truly are.


Just let go,


I’ve got you. 

-from the book "The Way Back Home"

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Can you see me, without the watcher? 

Can you hear me, without the listener? 

Can you feel where you are?


Can you sense what you are? 

I’m here, I’m empty, I’m stillness, 

I’m silent, I’m SILENCE. 

-from the book "Silence"

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Life is a poem, not yet read. 

Silence is the answer to all the questions never asked. 

-Nanne Nyander

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Clouds

 

What would happen to the sky 

if the sky thought it was a cloud?

-Nanne Nyander

Everything is muddy,

my feet are stuck to the ground,

the clouds are big and dark,

but I fear nothing,

the clouds bring the rain,

the rain pours over me,

over my face and washes my tears away, 

washes all the mud away,

I’m free,

I can see clearly now,

I no longer fear nothing.

-Nanne Nyander

I am a tiny cloud in the clear blue sky.

I am the sky that lets the cloud move freely.

I am the one looking up at the sky in amazement. 

I am the one.

I am one.

-Nanne Nyander

Trees

 

Here I am, appearing as a sound of a bird. 

Here I am, as the wind, moving through the grass.

Here I am.

Love is hiding inside me, but what is me?

There is no inside and no outside.

Love takes control of this body, 

makes it move through space and time.

Love listens to the story of my past, 

and me believes it is true, but no stories are the truth.

The truth is I, I am is the truth.

Here I am. 

Take away what is not true, and left is only I.

No past, no future, just I.

Here I am, appearing as a tree,

disappearing as me.

Here I am.

 -Nanne Nyander