An Invitation

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This is an invitation
for you to find the space
to sit, to feel the salve
of everything that grows
and is, so that you, too,
can have your place here
 
But it is also a reminder
that everywhere you go,
and it will be far, and long,
you will find the best part
of yourself lying in wait,
so you can discover again.
 
– Tammy Takahashi

Enter the Unknown

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The forest is speaking;
the trail calls out to me.
The trees communing,
and inviting me in.
The fog, too, beckons,
as it lives among the wild,
visiting, it seems,
from another realm,
obscuring the way
to teach me patience,
because I always
want to know more,
and teaching me
how to change the view
by removing, gently,
with nothing but softness,
everything I might have
expected to find,
or desired to have before me.
This act of disappearance,
of a world I am too inclined
to judge, discern,
and lose myself in,
brings what remains closer;
here I am, it seems to say,
right in front of you,
close enough to give you
a lifetime of discoveries,
and it is and sublime,
and there is nothing else
until the next moment,
and the next. Have faith;
enter the dewy morning,
and with each step,
the way will gift itself
to you. Stop thinking ahead,
my love, and allow
the great movement to unfold.
 
– Tammy Takahashi

The Wind … the Wind

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The wind, surrounding us
with the sum total
of all the conversations
we’ve had from ancient times
until now, hushed, still,
animated, violent and awed,
and yet, it is the power
of the wind to distill
from our human fragility
all that is sacred, warm,
and flowing in all directions
from our one true heart,
and sometimes this sound
amounts to a gale in the night,
and others, a whisper
by a pond in the heart of day,
a gentle coaxing,
a giggle that beguiles,
a secret that is not a secret
at all, infusing us with
its wisdom, saying this:
You are all that has come before,
You are all that will be,
You, like I, have been everywhere,
And even in silence, you breathe
In your desire to take what is One,
Which is Love, to the edge
of all things, and beyond.
Love is the way; you are the carrier.
You are the the wind; the wind is you,
Communing with oceans and sky,
Rivers and rocks, mountains and birds.
It is all one thing, a progression of love
From the inside out, up and around
From our one never-ending heart,
To the very heart of the world.
 
– Tammy Takahashi

You Are Sunshine

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You already are; I already am.
And you didn’t have to achieve
anything at all, fulfill anyone’s
dreams or expectations of you.
That is not how sunshine works,
it does not work, or struggle to be
light enough, bright enough,
it does not carry the weight of all
of the world’s shadows on it.
Sunshine does not strive,
but comes into our sphere
already imbued with its own
perfection, and we know this;
we see how it rises, and falls,
and rises again, and we imagine
glee and ease, or pain depending on
how we have woken up today.
The sun does not apologize
as it dances with shadows
as dawn becomes day, then dusk,
without fueling them, or willing
them away, no, this is not
the way of the dance of connection;
they depend on each other,
and for this, we get our moments
in the dark, we get the balm
of shade, we get our sustenance
in this wondrous interplay,
and we never have to doubt
how shadows move, and change,
or how the sun, above, arcs too,
with the sole purpose of spreading
light, offering this solace
in the face of all shadows.
The sun has always done this,
does it still, our inspiration to bring
to each of our given moments.

– Tammy Takahashi

We are in This Together

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If it is an echo that you seek,
a far-off cry, resounding and important,
reverberating off the storied walls
of ancient times, if you are reaching
very nearly into the great void
hoping to hear the sounds
emerging, muffled and true,
in the great winds that have brought us
everything we know and hold dear
from places we may never go
and people we might never meet,
or be, if we are straining to hear
the sounds containing all that wisdom,
and we will sacrifice everything
we know, for that which we don’t,
if fear has turned into determination
and the seedlings of love keep growing,
then know: you are being listened to,
you are heard, felt, seen, and loved.
You will not fall. We are seeking together.
 
– Tammy Takahashi

There is No Time

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We move through time
The hours and minutes
A life force from below
mounting through our feet
like a slow-burning fire,
The days our discoveries
of Sun, Moon, Starlight;
The weeks the stories
Streaking through the sky
Giving us our memories,
Creating a past of ghosts;
The years our wisdom
Won from movements
Enshrined in our remains,
Sloping down hair of grey,
Embedded in our lined faces;
And there is no place
For everything we know,
And when the fire
Is reduced to embers
And finally to ash,
There is no time that stops,
Just life to be discovered
By those who come next,
And they will find
All of our gathered secrets
In the butterflies
Hovering over spring flowers,
In the fireflies
Making dances in the night,
In the birds
Connecting all the mountains
They will never climb
And that would otherwise
Never find their flight.
 
– Tammy Takahashi

What I Want for Us

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I want to bring myself to the world
and bring all that vastness into me.
I want to let down my untamed hair,
wear loose and breeze-filled clothes,
invite all the creatures to safely land.
I want to never forget about the fairies
and spirits in the forests of the stories
I used to read under the covers at night.
I want to read every book ever written,
and discover all the possible universes,
and then sit down to invent my own,
and always be dreaming, over and over.
I want to hear from every sea shell
to get my favourite news from afar.
I want to never stop seeking my truths,
and doing what I can to protect them.
I want to know every single one of you,
and I want to always remember who I am.
 
– Tammy Takahashi