No Other Love 214All there is to do - is listen
to your own heart Follow your own song to the beat of the drum within. Do not despair or grow impatient Like the tides ebb and flow - as the seasons go So turn the circles of your time. Within each breath be grateful Talk to me - Listen - Breathe Gracefully your life unfolds in time's time with wisdom and magic. There is no other time but now. There is no other love but ours. Laurie McCauley 01-2019 
Tipping Point 181What sticks - flips
switches - tips - the tipping point? Will I know it? See it? Feel it sink in, Fly over or brush past me? As it settles inside becoming bedrock maybe I'll sense the struggle's end? Perhaps the shift of focus will startle me? ruffle my feathers? or not. Hard to say. Impossible to know (ahead of the moment). But I will know eventually, the snow melts the dust settles awareness sneaks a nod - realizing THAT skirmish is done THAT contest complete. There's plenty more Where that came from Wink, wink! Laurie McCauley Bishop Booth, Burlington, VT 02-10-2018 
TransitionTransition finds me
though I hide Movement finally wins over You cannot hide for ever around here You cannot hide for long Grasp it Grab it Try so hard to hold on to it Throw your heart away You'll only find You're better off without it It's just holdin' you down. Laurie McCauley 4/7/2014 Seven days before I got sober for good. 
TodayI will stand with love
fearlessly living without guilt - remorse regret -or -worry. I will breathe in beauty and exhale gratitude every moment - present This will be all - simple - graceful honest - aware eyes wide open. Experience dryness and wet the same Dip in and join the flow wonder Laurie McCauley 12-11-17 
Excellent 183You finally feel safe.
Just a little. It came from the land? or the fact of the gift? or the acknowledgement? Who knows or cares its the safeness that opens a space inside sobbing brilliant shadows blue green yellow orange red It's a thought of caring. Not what you expected, what you needed. Not how you planned it, what you deserve Creating - manifesting. There are no words. Only ripples of something not fear. Opening confident - cautious stretching - sensing. Blissful to be awake. Grateful to be present. It's an old feeling. Buried so long nearly forgotten and it came from this time this moment this space my beloved my self this land. Excellent! L. McCauley 11/6/2017 
Take Me 213Take me with you
when you go down out around remember me I'm here inside outside within, without remember call dial in tune in remember me and take me with you when you go inside outside around the town the house the world remember me I'm happy to be happy with you let's go together remember me we'll have fun and live and love forward onion peeling onward & upward together remember me Laurie Mc 8-23-2017 
Bravery 216Bravery is measured
by resistance to fear Each has their own Level and measure of fear So many call me brave For taking my adventure. And my mirror shows no bravery. Bravery is not facing outside obstacles Those appear daily. We are all brave. A flat tire or broken pipe, nothing that truly threatens life but our imagination. Bravery, my friend, Is facing the past within The present - repeating Bravery is looking In a mirror and seeking to find An honest reflection Seeing what is Knowing what is possible Reconciling the difference With compassion, hope, love Not blaming Not making wrong. Bravery is making a promise To yourself - and KEEPING IT, Without exception Being in integrity - within. Bravery is finding the integrity and trust When it is LOST and long forgotten. Bravery is relentless in it's pure pursuit of an ideal Recognizing a void Realizing the implications Believing beyond.... That a solution is possible And pursuing it With vigor and hope. OK... I'm brave by the last measure. But not for the reasons people imagine. Laurie McCauley Port Aransas, TX March 28, 2003 
Watering Plants 172I think I’ll water
The plants today. And take a moment And say hello. I’ll use the smallish Watering pot. It takes many trips But that’s ok. Because I’m watering The plants today. I’ll prune And pluck And fluff And pet. One by one It is enough. Pot by pot Leaf by leaf Caring. Such a gift! I’m grateful To water Plants today. That is all. Oh! And…perhaps, A lesson grand. For me to find For all times I’ll remember As I’m watering. 12/09/2016 
Falling Moments 147The dimensions
Of nature Reflect me Layer upon Layer Tree trunk Yellow Leaves Green leaves Sound The mix And intricacy The crow cry The leaf fall The leaf blower The slow falling Rain Reminds me It’s OK To be deep And transparent Cause most folks Aren’t looking Much past the Rain And that’s ok Cause some are. 2013 
Abyss 46So inspiration comes,
Reality strikes. So linked are you To those around you. Every thought and feeling Reflects in their faces Bright and dreary Spoken or not So linked are you To those close You think it’s hidden Clever you – NOT Give up your casual demeanor Make a decision I don’t know commitment Apparently it’s time to learn. Bad experiences up front Shades my perspective Once again Such a balancing act Greater than ever before attempted “She stands at the wire Ten thousand feet above The crashing waves She steps, she falters Rights herself With grace and confidence She glides across the abyss” That’s me Laurie McCauley 2001 
The Fire Within 27A rite of passage
A fall arisen In a single move All is driven So falls the heart From pan to fire So calms the life So tend the fire So calls the soul So tend the fire So passion spreads So tend the fire So passion falls And weeps in time And calls in space For peace sublime Ner’ it comes No never to be Not here on Earth Not here for me So tend the fire So plow and feed The fire of life The fire of need Until I know Some other place Until I know So shall it be I tend the fire I keep it hot Born to be Never shall naught I tend the fire Of soul – of life I do my best To keep it so So tend the fire So burns my life So keep it not The fire of life The moon above The earth below All help me tend The fire within The gods and stars All powers that are They help me tend The fire within Alone I am Alone now – then This all part Of fire tend The life I feel So much so deep The lessons hard So far to fall So fast, so steep I feel it now It’s all around The passion flares The fire goes out It will remain Till all is done The light contains The soul within The fire burns And flares and sparks The love of man The wind and beasts The fire is all There is and yet I know that “I” will still Live on When the fire Goes out ©Laurie McCauley 1996 
Stay Time 65Fleeting time
Can you stay Just a moment longer While I wander Down the streets of St Remy? While I stand amazed And watch men fly from bulls? Time linger, will you? As I watch the sunset On Roman ruins Built long before Christ came. Hold on a moment! As I savor the twilight And watch my Love through Windows warped By time. Stay your pace, Father time. While the scent of Fresh baked bread Drifts down narrow Streets made of ancient stone. And the sky turns Light then pink with sunrise. Don’t move quickly, linger, dawdle. While I listen To the water of this place Burst from thunder clouds And pour from countless fountains As I sip café And watch the People walk And smell the Perfume hanging Where they passed. ©Laurie McCauley 2001 St Remy de Provence, France 
Hazel McCauley 103“…she was too young to leave; from the life she was too beautiful to leave… they shut her away, and I knew I should never see her face again, never, never, it could not be shown to me again…”
E. St Vincent Milay’s Mother Cora. How sweet and Strongly bitter The moment Floods to memory My grandmother My link to love Gone My sweet flower Of light Love and virtue Gone. So doing Everything “right” So spirited And wise So touched So deeply Why? My grandmother, Gone This many years Missing you Still? So much so That tears Flow So much so Memories Go to you Often A film A verse Sends me. Grandma, My dearest Why do you Haunt me So? I miss you Too. I love you Too. Adieu. “Cry for me my Love Tears I cannot Cry For life’s wasted Time My love For all I dared Not do. Will you do For ‘us’? Thus also the Name ‘McCauley’ Calls to you For ‘us’ There’s work To finish If you will…” ©Laurie McCauley 12-12-02 
Responsibility 4Here alone
Am I No one to answer to Only myself To praise Or blame Curse or reward Here I am Alone As when I face My Maker I will be As it should be No excuse Will I make now For myself Blaming some Other fool For no excuse Will be accepted When I stand before Spirit No lies will I accept from Myself To myself No deception Of any kind Will fly No laziness Lack of effort Forgetfulness Will offer relief Yet human error Honest mistakes May be pointed out But then erased I will not fret Nor worry long Over the past Out of my grasp But note carefully And study To prompt Awareness Today. ©Laurie McCauley 1989 
To Keep A Rose 162A rose within a crystal glass.
A rose to wither and to pass; Its beauty fades, it glory goes - I know no way to keep a rose. And yet there is a rose that blooms Forevermore in quiet rooms - A rose within a fairer vase Than purchased in the market place. The rose is love, the vase is home; A rose that blossoms when we roam. And we return; one rose God made That need not wither; need not fade. And yet to keep that one rose fair, The heart must also give it care: Must nurture it with things like this - The morning smile, the good-night kiss. Aye, this is all this red rose needs - Words of affection, helpful deeds, Labors divided, burdens shared, And eyes that look as tho they cared. The rose of love will bow its head In rooms where angry words are said; The rose will brave the wintry sky; But, when hearts chill, this rose will die. If you the rose of love possess, Keep it alive with gentleness, Crystal-pure, with tender hands. The vase called home in which it stands. Anonymous - Reprint from a 1930's Sentinel newspaper clipping given to me by my Grandmother Hazel McCauley. This poem has always been touching & inspiring for me. 
Life After Death 56Living on the edge
Of life and death What will you do? When will you hedge? How much of what you do Or don’t do now, is rooted In a tomorrow based On fear, self-created? Where will you sign Or walk or stand? What will you speak, Or be, with design? It leaves one hovering, Distant and yet, Intertwined deeply In the moment. Forget perfection, And all you “trust” of reality. It does not exist, This is uncharted territory. All you have to guide you Is all you’ve never known, And trust and faith and confidence In talking to a stone. ©Laurie McCauley 2001 
Heart's Song 6There’s a new scent
In the air Odd yet enticing It comes in waves Yet lingers, inviting Out with the old In with the new Explore a new way Today’s a new day Yesterday’s gone But not forgotten It lingers on Till all’s forgiven Moving forward But dragging Habit’s past Cannot last Nose to the wind Let the scent Lead on Till the past is gone Challenging, so much At stake – work it out Ask the trees Talk to the lake Pay attention Dive and fly Swallow fear A birth is near Go to where You’ve dreamed The place you belong Listen to heart’s song. ©Laurie McCauley 2001 
Fearless 114Evil?
There is no evil. I saw, I felt This truth This morning In the sky Something lifted Like a cloud I couldn’t see and Didn’t know was there. And light of a Lighter Quality Was present All around me. And the burden of Living In Subtle, Constant, Nagging, Fear Was lifted. No fear Of judgment Meeting strangers No fear Of loss meeting friends. I choose Not to give life To judgment, To loss. Without my thought Or breath They do not exist. How will it be now To live... Each moment As a precious gift of love? Open – accepting Observing and watching For the Opportunity To give love Back to all creation? Even me? How will It be now To see... The sweetness, the gentle lesson The good chance Pre-sent In each moment Just so I may Remember Who I Am? How will It be now To feel? To laugh? To love? Without fear I’m remembering. © Laurie McCauley |
Vulnerable Joy 215The lines are down,
fallen on the page. The way I saw them in my heart. Everywhere I gaze the outline of my life is perfectly cast down. Like pickup stix that form a grand design, hidden until now. Like an obscure Rorschach blot now reveals my imagined image when the light, is just so. Not all-but many of the pages of my coloring book are drawn - beautifully - gracefully lovely - sketched. Revealing my true hearts' desire and passion. "There it is - Cherished One. Trust yourself. This is your life, release into it." As I color the pages adding more life more depth I pause - I wonder I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT I'M DOING! I'm vulnerable and grateful for each perfect stroke! Laurie McCauley 1/2/2019 "There is no path, you make the path by walking." Antonio Machado 
Simply Put 180What moves you?
What do you love? What inspires & creates you? What can YOU NOT LIVE WITHOUT? What will you die for? What finds you Happy? Surprise? Sit in a moment of sunshine. Stand ON a thunderstorm. Listen to YOUR OWN HEART SPIRIT ANGEL Speak to YOU. You will HEAR... if you LISTEN. You can CREATE once you HEAR... Laurie McCauley 4/10/14 - 4 days before I got sober... 
Just a Bit 178Around
You know me You know my name You may even care - a little You may actually listen - for a moment. and just listen without judgement if only for a moment. Sitting over there Standing close Moving by I am surrounded By people who consider me real - and - thoughtful deserving - and - useful Me!!??!! There may even be a very few who SEE me this true me tender -and- vulnerable gentle - and - kind scared - and - shy. It's nice It's a nice feeling I'm grateful for this. For all of you! Laurie McCauley Top Shelf Meeting 12-11-17 
Surrender 149For your self
For your life Stand strong Surrender Trust and Let go forever. For the love Of your life And the planet We thrive on Stand strong Surrender Trust and Let go forever. All you believed Is empty All you think Delivered Stand strong Surrender Trust and Let go forever. Love yourself Truly Every inch Every “fault” Stand strong Surrender Trust and Let go forever. Passion beckons Fulfillment Purpose calls You forth Stand strong Surrender Trust and Let go forever. Together we Create tomorrow Love holds the Difference we make Stand strong Surrender Trust and Let go forever. 6/23/2002 
So... 23Who I am so far
Stands out – screaming Not to be missed Or overlooked Subtly disarming Charming and strong Tides of intimidation Fondling my shores Standing back Toes safely dry “Cast not your feet there Don’t stand there – In that” My life speaks to me From beyond – here “Worry not – fear not Fly on and BE Stand and BE Fall and BE ME” So much… so long… so little So far… so good… I guess So who… am I? So why… am I? 2001 
Life's Steed 12Old, sweet
Mist Deep, Joy Flooding golden light Across forgotten meadows Still forests Awaken Stir, flex, reach A steed floats calmly Across an ocean field Wave upon wave Rustle, tumble wave The mane in moonlight Flashes, vanishes Appears silver-red Beating hooves Flight at night Over, over Pounding Sounding Stones, dust Beating hooves Life streaming Flowing gold And crimson Heeding none Taking many Laurie McCauley 1989 
The Forbidden Path 80Pausing first…
Forbidden so it seems Like a path into a dark wood With no apparent signs of warning Yet somehow you know It is a dangerous road to follow. So I pause before pondering The forbidden fruit Of things that Might have been. How abundant was the Loving and learning And pain How different things Might have been. Searching for a robed cause Hooded, fleeting, silently Through the dense forests Of time – at dusk. I consider the alternate Path I may have taken, Locked tight in the past. For this thing time will not tell It has already tolled. Its verdict passed, Its judgment final. And I wonder at The wisdom of time, Timing, chance and fate. Those laws yet untouched By man. So that he is condemned For eternity to ponder, unknowing That dark and misty path Of things that might have been. ©Laurie McCauley 8/2/1990 
In The Pit 161Why is it
In the pit Of darkness Despair knocking Down your door You suddenly See the clearest? As if the right thing Was always there, before? Standing on a hillside Sunshine all around You tend to grow distracted As butterflies abound. From the bottom of a pit Looking up from far below The light is very focused There’s nowhere else to go So “hit your bottom” Or create it Focus is the key Pretend there are no options Clear your mind So you can see! ©Laurie McCauley 06/22/2015 
Just For Fun 28So many things I’ve learned
For so long I’ve yearned To feel, to live, to know That I can go… Go to heaven, go to hell Tell the teacher all is well Travel the world, see it all Knowing there’s no fall So I stumble fall and fly From earth to sea to sky So I feel it in my soul What I am not suppose to know Bid me where you will Don’t let it hurt your feelings If I send to you the bill And don’t do as you will. Laurie McCauley 1996 
The End of Man 24And so tonight
While moon Shines bright And so, lamplight I gaze upon the Works of man The city there The vast beyond The wind I see And feel and taste The life I live I will not waste Not waste on what “Man” sees so I see it all And fear to know It’s all a part It’s in the plan Of life undone The end of “man.” I’ll trust and trust And trust until There is no hate And no ill will I’ll trust my race Till no one stands And then will come The end of “man.” So till the end of Hate and “sin” I’ll trust and trust And trust again So will you stand And trust with me? And love and hope And let peace be? And will you know Deep down inside That all is right And there resides The truth of life And all that is That trust is love That’s all life is. ©Laurie McCauley 1996 
Gillan 26Do you know
How much A life holds? Energy – synergy Untold. I have given All I am And wondered And waited. Too soon To weigh Sentimental To far To reach The shore Too soon To feel Forsaken And wonder What I Loved You for Will you twist And turn In your square? Will you reach To the sides Of your life? Will you see The edges Of your Beliefs? This I’m Hoping for you Will you gather Together All that You are Will you send It on the wind? Will you take What you have And give it away? All for the love of life? ©Laurie McCauley 1996 
Breathe 37Yet another man
Throws my life Spinning Into a whirlpool I plunge, out of breath I breathe water Like air I twirl and dance The swirling water Pulling me downward The light from above Dimmer A feeling of dis-ease Comes and I break From the gravity of it all I remember I breathe air – not water Shooting to the surface Continuing my journey The air and the sun The river, my friends Rapids ahead – ho – It’s good to feel ©Laurie McCauley 2001 
True Peace 96If there were always blue skies
Filled with clouds of fluffy white No rain or snow or thunderstorms, Just vast clear blue and bright. If there were always calm seas Of turquoise and white foam No crashing waves no thundering seas Just peaceful lulling waves to roam If the wind were always calm and warm Just teasing at your hair No gusts that sent trees to whistle and moan Just warm caressing wisps of air If childhood were all candy and toys And daydreams of castles with laughter No scolding or scraped knees or broken toys Just knights and damsels – happily ever after. If you took away the sorrow From each joy that came your way The pleasure would fade in an instant Left would be emptiness to fill all your days. No one would see the sky anymore No would praise the clear water No one would feel the warm breeze No one would have fond memories So take it from a wise young fool True happiness does not fade And life may smart but if face the pain You will, by true peace be overpaid. ©Laurie McCauley 1981 
Guide 2Hours fly
Unhindered Days pass Stampeding Today soon Yesterday Tomorrow Gone forever Pray that Each fleeting Hour Each hastening Day Brings joy Or peace To some heart Use talent Cultivate Skill Waste not Your unique Gifts In idle Selfish play There is purpose In pain Life in death And joy In giving Your life To love Every soul No discrimination No judgment No deception You are no Worse Nor any better Than any soul Only different Help and love And need your Neighbor Don’t teach Only learn And by learning You may guide ©Laurie McCauley 1989 
Free Fall 58Fall – Dive
Into nothing The space Created By letting go Free fall Into the mist Soar beyond The past To possibility Fall over The edge Of the box Into the Circle Of life Fall fearlessly Backward Without seeing Knowing You are safe Free fall Into who you Are – be – am Complete past Create future Dive into A rock Walk on water Fly thru earth Anything is possible. ©Laurie McCauley 
The Stair Well 144When the image
Of all you are Meets you in the Stairs of where You are right now It’s a shocker Not like you didn’t See it coming – but Shit – there it is Here’s where you are There’s who you are It takes falling in love To wake up – Wake up from a long Scary dream I’ve been asking for Someone or some mission To wake me up Little did I know Waking up would be So painful Painful – like being Frozen and thawing Out excruciatingly – slowly I’ve cruised along – so long Blissfully frozen Ok – not blissfully… But sleeping soundly I know I have it in me To wake up I know I’ll be happier In the end But… Trusting is so hard Letting go is such an Uncomfortable feeling! What will a new life bring? What unexpected pleasures And throbbing awaits me? © Laurie McCauley 
Season's Possibilities 146Now is the Time,
With your Loved ones Present To remember To be All you've Become. To be in the Moment Share and Forgive Let go And be LOVE. Watch the Complaining, Reacting, Defense Protecting, Avoiding Looking good And pretense. Be AWARE! Be AWAKE! Acknowledge & Sow seeds Of PEACE And FREEDOM JOY and Good deeds. Create space In listening Like never Before Take on the POWER REJOICE And restore. XPRESS the Season And all it's Good cheer TODAY in The MOMENT Don't wait Till Next year! Tis' the Season! © Laurie McCauley 
Falling Moment 147The dimensions
Of nature Reflect me Layer upon Layer Tree trunk Yellow Leaves Green leaves Sound The mix And intricacy The crow cry The leaf fall The leaf blower The slow falling Rain Reminds me It’s OK To be deep And transparent Cause most folks Aren’t looking Much past the Rain And that’s ok Cause some are. © 2002 Laurie McCauley 
Twilight 5This is that special time of day
Between sunset and darkness When you hunger for the coolness And miss the warmth The color drains from the sky And night creeps in with chill breath A changing time when candles Mix well with the light Neither day or night The between-ness lingers. Do you yearn for sun or moon? Bright light or gathering gloom? How often do we miss the passing Of day to night? The fragile, subtle changes In temperature and light? Where contrary forces mingle, Mix and glow – sharing the space One grows as the other goes. Have you ever heard the twilight creeping Up the street where you live? Felt the cool clean scent of evening Climb under your skin? Will you wait and watch the evening Set it’s stand for close of day Watch the silent sunlight dwindle From the edges of the sky? Will you hold me in your heart Though it hurts sometimes When we’re apart? Is the pain then worth the pleasure Of the passion we feel When we’re together Is there a necessary mingling? A twilight, in distance that stirs The heart, heightens the sense? 2001 Laurie McCauley 
Near Death 156I slept,
Not Knowing. I woke. I pretended. Faking each moment. Ignorant to The Truth: “I wasn’t living.” Only a shell, A façade, Of my true self. Gauzy – thin. In a fog. So near death, Not knowing. Walking. Talking. Thinking. A Charade. So convincing The disguise, Even I was fouled. Through some Supernatural Grace I awakened From long slumber. Everything the same Yet new, Yet different. Strange but familiar. Like no Spring I could remember. Though frightening, The Grace remains To comfort and Support me. Love me, finally After such a Long – Long Time. I am grateful Beyond measure. Like Lazarus, The limbo Is ended. I am free And fearless. Heaven is for Real Right Now! © Laurie McCauley 5-14-2014 |
The Temple 177Oh body, my body
I stand in awe Struck by the beauty Afraid to approach Shy of the wisdom Complexity Perfection You are mine We are one Mystery Spirit, Mind, Body- Trinity No more punching bag No longer whipping post You are my third Part three of the trinity My temple I am embarrassed I am humbled I am angry Step past the anger Past the hurtful - Find curiosity Timid wariness Will you teach me Your language Share your wisdom? I surrender No longer combatant The Spirit / Mind Gladiator Kneels before you My radio tuned To this station Trusting child At elder’s knee Assume nothing Remain bashful Biddable Respectful And Blushing Will the century’s Wisdom reveal the Trinity’s mystery Within? I feel deficient And dazzled My body, this sleeve Knows more than every Doctor ever born Astonished gratitude And modest Tempered Contrite Attention Forth coming. LAMC 03.08.18 
Where Are You? 184
"Where are you?"
"I am here - inside you." "Where are you now?" "In the TAC chapel you remember - and by the grotto in the still reverent dimness In the shaft of light and motes of dust." "Now, where are you?" "In the sacred sweat lodge fire licking - blazing hot yellow - blue - red in the smoke and stones and crackling cedar." "Where are you now, Spirit?" "The "flows of angle hair" the deepest blue of blue Colorado sky." "In the pink sunset?" "Yes, and the yellow dawn." "Where else do you live?" "The silent pines The whistles & rustles of wind & grasses & grains & singing strings of all sorts." "Are you in the softness and the hardness?" "Of course, and the oceans crashing strength." "Where ever there is spirit I am there - safe and free trust only no worries." "What about the BBQ and the bed, all the cars and buildings and dishes and bells?" "Why not? You can see me always everywhere you look Even in people If you choose..." "Where are you now?" "In your memory Your present & future I AM every where & every when and your friend." "Will I be blinded? looking?" "No, because you ARE TOO." "What will I do? How will I be?" "Be grateful Be present Be aware you are safe. That is all." "Wherever there is SPIRIT I am there And so are you Safe & Free" "Wherever there IS All that EXISTS I am there And so are YOU Safe & Free Enjoy & Be... Whatever!!" Laurie McCauley Breakthrough day!! 12-27-17 
The Stairwell 144When the image
Of all you are Meets you in the Stairs of where You are right now It’s a shocker Not like you didn’t See it coming – but Shit – there it is Here’s where you are There’s who you are It takes falling in love To wake up – Wake up from a long Scary dream I’ve been asking for Someone or some mission To wake me up Little did I know Waking up would be So painful Painful – like being Frozen and thawing Out excruciatingly – slowly I’ve cruised along – so long Blissfully frozen Ok – not blissfully… But sleeping soundly I know I have it in me To wake up I know I’ll be happier In the end But… Trusting is so hard Letting go is such an Uncomfortable feeling! What will a new life bring? What unexpected pleasures And throbbing awaits me? 2015 
The Corner Café 67I’m drawn to
Quiet, local places Where frequency Breeds familiar kindness. And even the Most brisk waiter Is won over in time. Where old men gather And young lovers meet Where the sea is near And the sunset An event. I love to watch And listen And come again At the same time Or a different time To stay awhile And watch the shifts change. To identify the owner And the gossip And the flirt. To watch the response Of each to strangers And friends. 2001 Paris, France 
The Yellow House 62A place of silent peace
Rejuvenating To the core, Gently. The people of Bright light And loving energy Flood the space With inspired being. So stands the Yellow house In my thoughts On the mountain Of visions The dwellers Holding sacred The mountain. The visions A gift to all They touch. So enriched I steel away The guilty harvester Of so much Leaving only A strand of My spirit Shine on without Struggle Let go of “your” Vision and Live in the nothing Where Spirit Speaks clearly Laurie McCauley 2002 Sue's house, Vision Mountain, Tum Tum, WA 
Let Go 19Scattered thoughts
Of life – love – change Pleasantly strewn With no attachment Or fear Just thoughts Wandering in and out Wondering at life And it’s purpose At me and my space Tired of always Taking the “safe” way Choosing trust Wanting to hook Into love Snare and share it With someone I ponder What will be required Of me – with separation The wave of trust Suspended and holding Still no fear – anxiety – concern Is that – after all – the secret of life? To let go and be tossed Like the molecules of water In an ocean wave Like the dried leaf Fallen and driven by the wind To recycle and be born again As a spring shower Or rose petal? I feel tossed and driven Tugged and prodded Yet calm and at peace For the moment And moment by moment It shifts both mood and moment Affected and effecting The events and people Surrounding me Still tossed and driven What power do I have But letting go To flow free Not bumping the shore Or captured in the dam Of someone’s design So now attachment to Flow – must be let go Bottom line Let go. ©Laurie McCauley 2001 
Stand Without Struggle 57Transcend
The now Of you To the being That you are Brightness Beyond Measure You are love For all that is And all That was And will be Judgment Passed by Movement Into being Stand Without Struggle ©Laurie McCauley 2002 
Voices 157“NO! DON’T! SHOULDN’T
SHOULD HAVE! LOOK… SEE WHAT YOU’VE DONE!” So the voice whispers Or SHOUTS Echoes reverberate Fade then return. “You did it to Yourself!” Paranoia dictates The actions Speaking in the brain LOUD, STRONG It has almost Total control over The senses. Insinuating itself, cat-like When you least expect When control seems certain. It steels its way back Where did you come from? Demon Seed? Mother’s Weed? Father’s Fear? So isolate the entity Within its category Things that make one Suddenly cautious Signs – symbols Awareness The instinct And the creature Inside who sends Hidden messages inscribed On stone walls To your subconscious. Send up a flare Signal your Power Alert the Self Where truth lies waiting Sword in hand Shield at the ready Itching to slay The Habitual Bully That grabs the soul And wrenches the heart Manipulates and devours. Break a few of the Vases filled with Worry and Fear. That represent One’s self doubt. One must never Forget who is master At least of the mind. Take control Choose… Sacrificial virgin Sliced for the good “of the people” Or rocking like thunder Striking the world With lightening, Strength and will. Your Choice! Your Life! Your Voice! 7/7/95 Mark Hogue & Laurie McCauley 
Fare Thee Well 115Walking
To the shore Last night The sadness Hit me A suspended Hidden Ton of bricks Unleashed. I wept Without Constraint Or thought. Though I know We are one Soon my eyes Cannot feast On your blue curls And white foam. Though I know We are one. Soon my ears Cannot seek Out the soothing Sounds Of your movement In any moment. Now, again, Tears flow. Am I surprised By such connection To mother ocean, The source of My being? Though I know We are one. Your lesson Soon will be Distance And realizing Connection Without physical Confirmation Yet another Sweet lesson, Creator, That draws Pain with The pleasure Of it. Yet another I would not Know Without living. The sky And clouds The moon And stars Are always Above. But the ocean And the mountains Leave my frame Shift from my View. How exquisite This life. So full, So abundant. How extraordinary This planet Of light. How amazing To be open To feel it And not be Afraid. My fear of Overwhelm At the Beauty of It all Is leaking Straight out To the stars. Soon, Very soon I’ll be living Life Fully For the First time. Soon, I’ll say Yes, Yes, Yes, Yes, To life To love To Spirit And shift And transform Yet again. ©Laurie McCauley 1-19-03 
Creator 51Hold Me
Mold Me Fold Me Weave Me Never Stop I SURRENDER all I am to you. Shift my thoughts to Your Wisdom Stir my actions to Your Service Render stillness that awareness may follow Gently open closed spaces Let love flow freely Let fear retreat. Kindly send messages of clarity Born on wind or wing Shown through friend or foe. ©Laurie McCauley 2015+2018 
Got it Gone! 53Does it
Sink in With a Vengeance Lighting you On fire? Or seep in Like the Wave on The sand “Over there?” Will you Get it That you Got it Right away Or later On Does it Matter Really… ? Get it Got it Gone Will you Stand For what Your hopes Are? Will you Be aware? And act On what’s Stopping you? For it really Is a Stair! ©Laurie McCauley 2002 After CPP course 
To Be A Dream 74If only we could see beyond today.
Seek each other out, knowing the way. What to come accepting With no prejudice or decepting Knowing the legends sleeping Deep within each other’s dreaming Seeing with eyes, not regretting Casting through mist and netting Seeking out what is worth remembering. To aid the other in conquering What hinders happiness o’re taking Sensing the one they wish to be Actions departed, forgiving Praying always to be “we” And not just “he” or “she” Working, striving, undertaking To be a dream and help a dream to be. Can this imagined and once realized Break away the thin disguise That echoes through your soul, not true And changes once green eyes to blue Will you help me? Can you see The soul I truly hope to be? Searching now through gauze Through fog and misty trees And be a dream and help a dream to be? ©Laurie McCauley 
Messiah 14When will you
Choose to Cast away The final Ties that bind You? When will you Release All that was And still contains Your body? When will you Stand And take your Place At the round table And be enough Just as you are? When will you Hold and keep That all you do Is sacred And not Cast blame And not Throw stones? When will you Stand for Who you are Today With no exceptions? How strong And firm How bright You are Without deceptions And if you are The next messiah Or a prelude Stand tall Be- who you are To be less, Is an insult To creator To be more Affirms creation And outrageous Possibility We are each messiah. ©Laurie McCauley 
With All My Senses 145Envision, If you will
The most Luxurious Forest. Deep green Trees Reaching for The sun Standing tall Proud And calm Hear, If you can The wind Whispering. Rustling Ever so gently Through the flora Stirring them Magically Generating a Symphony Feel, If you may Warm luminescent Light Peaceful and Lusciously Pulsing. Bordering the Cutting Shadow’s cool Edge Feel it Aching? Smell, If you dare The forest The wind The light And the shadow Damp green Dry warmth. Vibrating Taste, Unabashed The spice In the air Let it taunt you Sharpen your Tongue Grow your awareness Savor calm Delight in depth Stop now, My love, And intensify Each sense Push every Limit, Each Boundary Eliminate Distraction To me You are The forest The breeze The shadow And the light. You are the Scent and flavor I choose to explore In this life I love you with all my senses. © Laurie McCauley 
Pen & Paper 1You are my outlet
Where I burst Emotions – Explode on paper. How long now Have you been my Friends, confidants, Peacemakers? How many sleepless nights Gray dawns, fire lit evenings And summer sunsets Have you been with me? Soaking up my dreams And fears Reflecting deep hurt, Lonesome tears. Straightening twisted Thoughts Turning angry, wicked Feelings Into lessons learned Yielding always In the end At least relief, If not true peace. Yes, you are my friends Through family quarrels Puppy love and broken hearts Wounded spirit and Grand achievement But mostly Melancholy days. Through life In life With life, My life You are my friends The mirror of my soul And patient teacher. ©Laurie McCauley 1989 
In My Bed 8You want to be
In my bed You said How odd And how inviting Promised kisses Slowly – very slow From head to toe You want to be In my bed You said How odd And yet enticing No strings Attached Games cleared You want to be In my bed You said How odd Dreams opening Now thoughts And feelings Rush and flowing You want to be In my bed You said And I can’t stop Imagining The heights Of feeling Peaking You want to be In my bed You said How odd watching Words creating I want you In my bed I said I will be waiting. © 2002 Laurie McCauley |