Monarca Rising

Tag: Transformation

  • Life Twice

    “Luck is a very thin wire between survival and disaster, and not many people can keep their balance on it”-Hunter S. Thompson Life Twice by Carmen H Gray One is the hand that was dealt One is what emerges, how it is felt One is the flush One is the bluff One is how to…

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  • Unfolded

    “I want to unfold. I don’t want to stay folded anywhere, because where I am folded, there I am a lie. and I want my grasp of things to be true before you. I want to describe myself like a painting that I looked at closely for a long time, like a saying that I…

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  • Love Holds Anger

    “You know how big love is? Love is big. love can hold anger; love can even hold hatred.”-Alice Walker Love Holds Anger by Carmen H Gray My heart is so big It can consume your anger And his and hers and theirs, too Give it to me I will pump it through The dark velvet…

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  • Becoming

    “Life is a process of becoming, a combination of states we have to go through. Where people fail is that they wish to elect a state and remain in it. This is a kind of death.”-Anais Nin Becoming by Carmen H Gray The placidity of stillness Reshaped by the slightest gesture Like a thousand ripples In…

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  • Supernovas

    Waxing and Waning by Carmen H Gray I see the once bright stars That gazed upon me Starting to wane Dim, dimmer, dimmest  Transforming light energy Into something new All dying stars Bring once unknown stars  and new elements Into the universe again

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  • Reconstruction

     “And the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom”-Anaïs Nin Life sends us signals to let go, open ourselves up to new opportunities and see new vantage points constantly.  But choosing to live like this involves courage, fearlessness, a leap of…

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  • Ladybugs

    Today was a beautiful day.  We were able to finally reunite these two young warrior girls together and revisit their parallel journeys with lymphoma this summer/fall/winter.  What a mighty love I could feel among our families.  We are neighbors, after all.  We have seen each other sporadically at the neighborhood pool in past summers.  Our…

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  • Metamorphosis

    “Tell me not in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream! For the soul is dead that slumbers, And things are not what they seem. Life is real! Life is earnest! And the grave is not its goal; Dust thou are, to dust thou returnest, Was not spoken of the soul. Not enjoyment, and…

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