Grow the Garden

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Until we can fully grow,
the garden inside us,
which is to say, to see,
to seek, and to love
the blossoms and thickets
surrounding the heart,
Until we can venture there,
May we seek the gardens,
fields, mountains and trails
we still have left to us,
May we cherish them,
be in constant wonder of them,
and seek refuge in them.
May be first become aware
of the magnanimity of
everything they are,
and vow to protect them,
knowing that as we do this,
we are doing nothing less
than guarding the seeds
of our own evolution,
of the heart revolution.
 
– Tammy Takahashi
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To Catch a Dream

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Let something catch your attention.
It has already taken you out of
the stronghold of your tenacious mind.
Give it its due. Look from all angles.
Try to find out what has arrested you:
Colours, shapes, textures, surprises
That give rise to an array of feelings.
It did not scream out to your senses
Because of what it, in essence, is,
But because of who you, uniquely, are.
Let it be your starting point, your guide,
As you go inward, as a scientist would,
To observe the foundations of your self.
What makes you sing? Cry? Laugh? Hope?
What brought you here? Who is the dreamer?
What is the dream? Where will it take you?
How have you been hurt on the path of life,
And who have you hurt, what are your regrets?
Excavate the marrow, the heart, the blood
That connects you to your ancestral tribe,
The womb of your mother, the great deep blue,
Find the dance that spans generations
And culminates in your life’s expression,
Free, always free, you must fight for this,
For the truth in the discoveries you have made.
Now, with this great determination of truth,
This intimate encounter with your lovely self,
Turn back to the world. You are ready to see.
It is ready is ready to be seen. Magic begins.
 
– Tammy Takahashi

To Fly, To Land

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Where do we rest? And land?
Do we soften into our surrounds
The way a few pieces of wood,
Lovingly brought to size
And placed in the new garden
to make a walking path,
Which at first tremble and shake
Under our own hesitant steps,
Soon meld into the ground,
Become stitched to the fabric
Of both Earth and time,
So that we, too, may walk
With the strident ease
Of an eagle soaring in the sky?
Do we land with the determination
Of a moth arriving at the light,
Of a fly buzzing at the table,
Where there is a grain of sugar
To sustain and entertain it?
Do we, like the butterfly,
Flit, and fly, almost as though
Stopping to rest and feed
Is an afterthought in a life
Defined by agility, grace,
And an absence of the burdens
Laid upon us by our gravity?
But to see, to witness
The path of the butterfly
As she dances, floats, sways,
And finally chooses
Her sacred place of landing,
To approach as quietly as possible,
So as not to disturb a moment
So rare it must be filled
With the deepest significance,
To take in the velvet intricacies,
The colours richer than gems,
Is to know: no landing is forever,
And might only be a moment,
But how incredibly sweet it is.
 
– Tammy Takahashi

To Reach the Sky

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Sometimes we feel leaden
That we will never soar,
The sky feels so far away,
The ground pulls us under.
What we forget, sometimes,
Is that we don’t have to
travel so far to get there,
To lighten the vessel
We carry ourselves in,
That all we have to do,
If we want to reach the sky,
Is to sit and rest in stillness,
Watch life effortlessly be,
Let thoughts pass like clouds,
Play a smile on happy lips,
And bring the sky right to us.
 
– Tammy Takahashi

Awe

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There are times, before the awe
washes everything else away,
when I am confronted by beauty
in all of its varied manifestations,
and all I desire is to stare, without end,
while asking: tell me what you know.
Tell me what you know; I am starving
for the secrets you must harbor within;
you made it look so effortless: this beauty.
At times like this I do not yet trust
what it is that I know, that brought me
along the footpath leading to wonder,
the trails that have led me to awe.
To penetrate the wisdom of another,
one has just to look, to want to see,
not from the mind, always hungry,
not even from the eyes, so receptive,
but from the heart, where no words live,
where we are all, so sacred, already joined,
and from the hands, our heart’s extensions,
that reach out to touch this love, embodied,
that cries with us in our painful searching,
rips away the spaces between me and you,
where doubt grows, where only awe should be.
 
– Tammy Takahashi

We Are All One

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We are all earthbound,
our birthright
in the sprouting buds of spring,
in the moss and stone
of our living days.
We are all creatures of water,
learning to sink to the depths
so that we may emerge,
drenched with the wisdom
of centuries, of the ages
we will now carry with us,
all the days of our lives.
We are all airborne,
Mastering the art
of taking flight
because our wisdom tells us
that there are no bounds,
that we can connect
beyond the borders
of our bodies and lands,
with all that lies ahead,
above, through, and eternal,
carried only, always by love.

– Tammy Takahashi

The Edge of Everything

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There is a chair
and a comfortable place
to rest
at the edge of everything.
You take it. You look ahead,
but there is nothing
to see.
You look back,
but of course, the view
has already fallen away.
The place where you
now sit comes
into sharp focus,
your lifeboat, the raft.
At first you see nothing,
the fear obliterates all.
I’m scared too,
at my edge of everything.
We know we are not
meant to stay here,
that it’s necessary
to take a step forward,
and we’ve prepared for this.
You’ve tried as hard
as you can, I have too,
but that alone
will not grant us our place,
we need to go deeper.
Though I can’t see you,
yet, I reach out my hand
for yours, and you take it,
and this, this faith confirmed
gives us what we need,
so we avoid the temptation
to squeeze our eyes shut,
we keep them wide open,
encourage the heart
to do the same,
and take a step together.
 
– Tammy Takahashi