Saturday, December 22, 2012
Thursday, December 13, 2012
Wednesday, November 21, 2012
Sunday, November 4, 2012
October 2012 Collection
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| SE Maine Coast, Ogunquit - © cRb 2012 |
There upon the
rocky shore
wave after wonder
filled wave
each drop
collected in the whole
is dispersed and
collected again
creating sights
and sounds
of transformation
and ascension
let us be like
the waves
gently accepting
our roles
in the never
ending story.
cRb 10.2.12
♥❤♥❤♥ ♥❤♥❤♥ ♥❤♥❤♥
We are sometimes at a point as our human selves that we question whether or
not what we do is enough. Then we are told that the amount is not as important
as the doing...
D isarming
O ur
I nterdimensional
N egative
G enerators
cRb 10.4.12
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Love always flows
forth
yet it is not always received.
yet it is not always received.
It can be blocked
or rejected
but never stopped.
As the cause of our creation is Love
then so too is the effect.
but never stopped.
As the cause of our creation is Love
then so too is the effect.
We can only deny
its existence
and in turn create
emptiness and sorrow.
cRb 10.5.12
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| Bermuda - ©cRb 2011 |
What but the mind
dangles the keys to call us back into illusion like the siren's call?
There is no healing of separation for it is the master key of illusion, we must leave the illusion of this dimension behind and the beliefs that support them.
The unity of oneself is in the heart where Joy abides in silent and eternal harmonic balance from which we have wandered and now return; as its unifying vibration rises from the core of our conscious existence we remember and become confused, but for a short while.
Love without
conditions is our natural state of creation and we have been lulled to sleep
only to awaken once more in full glory. For We have given away our power to
listen to the heart, and this is but for a moment, although it be lifetime
after lifetime.
Let us not heal
but awaken to the reality that we were never not whole, never separated, except
by stories which once revealed as such have no power to enslave us, but our own
willingness to believe them.
cRb 10.8.12
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| Boulter Pond, York Maine ©cRb 2012 |
Just planting the seeds of Love… A friend asked me the other day why do
people like me continue to do so many things without asking for anything in
return. So without going into a long explanation I just replied... It is about
sharing the abundance in a world that believes in lack, that my receipt will be
generations in the future when humanity lives in peace and harmony. So I thank
you and everyone who steps into their present lifetime to change the future and
although the seeds are small the fruit they will bring, will be as water to the
thirsty.
cRb 10.11.12
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| ©cRb 2012 |
We are but seeds
of Love
Awakening in Time
Constantly
seeking
The Light which
nourishes us
The darkness of
our germination
Now has come to an
end
We reach out to
the pollinators
That we may
blossom and flourish
Bringing forth
Peace and Love
cRb 10.11.12
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Beautiful Souls
like the strings of a well tuned guitar
wait to be played
by the fingertips of one whose heart can only be in
harmony with both the past and the future never knowing
whom will be transformed by the experience and in that
moment both become as one without judgment unified
throughout all dimensions, eternally present in the moment.
Written while listening to...
♥❤♥❤♥ ♥❤♥❤♥ ♥❤♥❤♥
morning has
broken
singing a new
song
opening
ceremonies for a new way
cRb 10.16.12
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Reflecting inward
I shed Light on
the unbalance
within my perceptions of the past...
regardless of
form.
Reflecting outward
I Am the Light
that releases those perceptions.
cRb 10.22.12
Morning glow
fire in the East
fill our hearts
with Hope
Wave upon wave
wash us in your
glory
fill our minds
with Love
Here in the
harmony
between shore and
sky
fill us with
Peace
Oh Divine Light
fire of our souls
spill forth
dispelling the
darkness
filling us with
thy Grace
cRb 10.23.12
Grasp us in
talons of awakening
freeing our
hearts of mortal fears
most ancient Spirit Warrior
most ancient Spirit Warrior
Swiftly diving
between
the waves and
glorious Sun
there is no time
for Sorrow
And from our wanderings
through Death and Change
released in Joy we soar
cRb 10.25.12
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It is the dance
between Light
and Shadow
that keeps us
seeking ourselves
in the mirror
O what Joy to find
O what Joy to find
we are here...
cRb 10.27.12
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Within the heart of each of us
is an ever small but constant flame
is an ever small but constant flame
which in moments of passion
becomes a raging blaze
becomes a raging blaze
it is not the breathing of fresh oxygen
which creates a volatile inferno
but the constant refueling with gasoline
cRb 10.28.12
With each birthday
we look again
into the mirror
into the mirror
and we recognize
the changes
Yet without
judgment
nothing happened
for there we are
that sparkle of
light
that shines on
cRb 10.29.12
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| Hurricane Sandy, October 2012 |
After Sandy
In the after-waves of a spiraling vortex
the breath is
allowed to relax again
where once
apprehension and fear arose
there now is
release and attraction
Forces beyond our
control remind us
how we are a part
of a cycle of wholeness
much larger than
we can scientifically prove
where we are very
tiny molecules in transition
Our communal
interaction of interdependence
constantly adapts
to the external forces
and our
transformation has no option but to happen
without having to
be aware the shift has occurred
There in the wake
we recalibrate our energy
ascending the
spiral as far as comfortable
our physical
being now only a braking system
until there is no more fear of change
Brighter and quicker become the thoughts
until there is no more fear of change
Brighter and quicker become the thoughts
which jettison
the old paradigm behind us
and we become
free to explore our universality
in the many
dimensions of our One Heart.
cRb 10.30.12
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| Along York River ©cRb 2012 |
Samhain 2012
The turning wheel
from Light to
Dark
summons us all
with song of Lark
With thankful
heart
we gather
together
the bone fires
lit
now and forever
Apples we place
with food and ale
and turnips
carved
all around the
vale
Fear not young soul
Fear not young soul
on Samhain Eve
for none shall
harm
those that
believe
There is no death
There is no death
which once a year
can stop us all
from gathering
here.
cRb 10.31.12
Saturday, October 13, 2012
VIVID
Vivid
There on a quiet walk
along the seashore
Where among gardens
so carefully tended
White fences
separating properties
Lure us to ponder the
status of wealth
Then in a moment of shining
glory
The inhabitants reach
out and call us
Persuading us to
admire not their surroundings
But they themselves
in their true brilliance
Reminding that each of us for a moment
Reminding that each of us for a moment
Were no longer contained
or separated at all
But free to explore
the beauty of each other
In perfect harmony
and without fear
Photo and verse
Charlie Riverman Bergeron
Charlie Riverman Bergeron
10/2012
Sunday, September 30, 2012
September Desktop Musings
I too was homeless and know that in those days when the world was not a
friendly environment, there were moments of Light in which I was raised by
kindness and compassion out of hopelessness.
For a moment, I knew I belonged to a far greater
tribe than humanity
could ever put into words.
Now when I return those kindnesses to others, we join at the heart and
become each other and for a moment, the illusion of separation disappears
changing us both forever.
cRb 9.6.12
It is in the moments of our expansion when we feel the most vulnerable. Only
then do we realize that our boundaries have changed.
When we settle for less than what we truly are we remain the same as we
were.
cRb 9.6.12
cRb 9.6.12
In S A N E... In
Sacredly Attuned Non Ego!
cRb 9.6.12
Where but in the
midst of turmoil do we find a silent conversation within ourselves that defies
logic.
cRb 9.7.12
Yes, We are the
Ocean of I AM, with our heartbeats synchronized in the breath of each other;
Receiving, Loving and Blessing... Waves of Infinite Peace to you all.
cRb 9.9.12
Rowans and Cairns
indeed doth speak
Of Goddess
Brigid and her keep
Still not
disturbed by those profane
Yet reached
within with words of heart
Which claimed us
at the very start
Alba from whence
ancestors hail
Return we will when
time doth claim
In the seeds to
plant, which will remain
A memory for some
in time to come
Forge us all now
in fiery remembrance
cRb 9.16.12
Autumnal Equinox
The table setting
now is done
awaiting our guests
awaiting our guests
throughout the
night
to share our
precious living light
a song of balance
and of love
thankfulness
below and above
join us now and
go within
remembering our
kith and kin...
cRb 9.22.12
cRb 9.22.12
Sitting in your
world
as I look out
as I look out
in a state of
half dreaming
Will I ever know
freedom from fear
How will my innocence
How will my innocence
be destroyed
Or will I be
loved
and share love
Sparking a
revolution
of harmony and
peace
That will last as
long
as my breath
Forgiving you all
for your greed
and anger.
cRb 9.23.12
So today we begin
a new adventure
one in which
we must be
present
Each moment
cascading
into our hearts
and minds
bringing us much
needed
love and harmony
Nothing we have
can prepare us
aside from our
willingness
to let go of the
past.
cRb 9.25.12
Within each petal
divine essence
flows
radiant beauty
our true nature
our true nature
cRb 9.26.12
For a moment let us walk through the wickedness of the world unabashedly.
Perhaps, then we could justify our hidden agendas as mere human folly.
In that unfiltered naked light, the darkness which we so abhor in our
countenance, could be brought out and placed on the mantle of our spirit fires
for all to see.
Dirty secrets lay strewn on the cavernous floors of our existence each with
its volumes of dialogue that keep us from being fully present.
Nay, we are not guilty nor guiltless, but trapped within a world of our own
making. However, we are the ones who can choose long suffering or change in an
instant.
All our deceit revealed and no worse than those we condemned for showing
us, the ability to move into freedom will catch us and jettison all that is not
pure, then we move into the dimensions of selfhood that are unencumbered by
fear, which binds all of humanity in a gristmill which never ceases to render us powerless.
cRb 9.29.12
All photos and writings in this post are (of or by) Charlie Riverman Bergeron
cRb 9.29.12
All photos and writings in this post are (of or by) Charlie Riverman Bergeron
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