Archive for the ‘Years’ Category

1985-10-29

Tuesday, October 29th, 1985

Lise says I owe her an explanation
of what’s going on,
that she’s a part of it now,
she’s paid her admission
with her heart and her love;
and she’s right, she has.

But what can I say is going on?

I watch the patterns and tides of my life
swell and ebb and rise and fall.
And like a pier, thrust out into the sea,
I only mark the seasons
of its movements and its passions.

I follow my feelings
or, perhaps it’s better said,
that something in me
follows them with a sure sense
of how to proceed
in silence and awareness.

And this, that is in me,
navigates
and revels in their joy
and aches from their pain
but never believes in them
or turns aside or swerves
from its silent and patient seeking.

gallagher
29 Oct 85
Irvine


— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —

1985-11-01

Friday, November 1st, 1985

My guides are my feelings;
compassionate and brutal, both.
They guide me with pain and joy.

And my dreams are to show me
how far I have to go
as they mock me
with my own ineptitudes.

And each time I wade through
the messes I make
I can see again my failure
to resolve my will.

Gallagher
1 November 85

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —

1985-11-08

Friday, November 8th, 1985

Changes are on the run.
Magic in my prose last night to Gerda.
Today, an award at work,
and my health, a vibrant flame.

Murphy states in his book: *

“True gravity is a universal force,
an ethical imperative,
and an overwhelming spiritual experience”

“True gravity is intentional. That is
once you enter these realms you cannot
will any result arbitrarily;
you must learn to join your will
to the emerging will of God,
or to put another way,
you must place yourself in
ecological harmony with the awakening world,
not the ‘Old-static-dying-world’
but the ‘Next-manifesting-plane’
as it develops in and around you”

These several evenings alone.
I still need to know I am loved
but two women give me this gift
and I am so blessed,
even alone.

Silence and texture, life is some cloth
I love to touch.
As the moon in the racing clouds
I ride my life.

Gallagher
8 nov 85

* ‘Golf in the Kingdom’ by Micheal Murphy

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —