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written 02/08/09

What is beautiful

What is beautiful?

What attracts us to another human being?
When we believe someone to be physically beautiful, are they really?
Or is it just the perception of our own mind?
What appeals to one, may not appeal to another

How can we limit ourselves to giving someone the title ''sexiest person alive'' or ''miss universe'' when our definition of beautiful is defined in accordance with each individual?

Depending on a person's inner beauty, will often determine how we view them on the outside as well. But does this mean, once we start to know someone, that their outer beauty will substantially change?
Or is it just how our minds perceive them?

A person will often have a ''right'' and ''wrong'' view on another individual, depending on what they/we consider to be inner and outer beauty.

What appeals to our senses, obviously goes further than our attraction to another human being. It relates to everything in life.

So I ask again, what is beautiful?

Written 5/8/09

Dharma

Each morning when I think of you
I awake with a smile
I jump out of bed, pick you up
And hug you for a while

You climb down my top
And nestle into my chest
With your little head poking out
There you happily rest

When I go out for the day
I'm excited to come home and see you
I can tell the feeling's mutual
When you frantically run over to me
Licking me like crazy

And you must really love Robbie too
With the way you let him constantly play with you
He makes you pull silly faces
And puts you in funny (safe) positions
And it never phases you a bit
You just close your eyes and drift off into it

And when I notice you curled up safely in his hand
While you both fell asleep together on the couch each night
I watch and smile
As I think it's truly a beautiful sight

Just like me
You love to eat
And when you smell food in the kitchen
You run in and sit by my feet
Waiting for your healthy treat

And when I give you something to munch on
Gees you're funny to watch
As you cantor down the hallway
With this piece of food hanging out of your mouth
While heading off to eat it in one of your 'safe' places in the house

When someone comes to visit
You graciously greet them
With plenty of kisses
And a wag of your tail
To you, they're like a new friend

I refuse to keep you locked up in a cage
So the sun room became your room
Although you prefer to be with us most of the time
And Obviously we didn't mind

When it's cold you make yourself comfy amongst the layers of the spare doona on the couch
Sometimes, shivering myself as I Iay in bed, I lie there with a smirk on my face
Thinking how spoilt you are
But I don't mind as long as you are warm and safe

You First fell ill when you were about 5 months old
I took you to the vet
She suggested to euthanise you
But I would have no part in it
As I believed you would pull through

I wrapped you in a towel
And for 6 days I nursed you in my arms
Medicating you and softly, singing mantras in your ear
Keeping you safe from harm

Every so often,
Your weary head would raise to look up at me
This is what began our bond that we shared
You started to completely trust me
As you could see how much I cared

The vet gave you two days to live
But you survived another one and a half years
And even though you're not always well
You know that love and support for you are always here

Some people might think
''gees, she's only a rat!''
But little Dharma girl
You are as much family to me
As a dog or cat would be

Naming you Dharma was perfectly suited to you
You are as kind spirited as the Buddha teachings themselves
Giving nothing but loyalty, friendship and unconditional love
You truly belong in an angelic realm up above

If i listened to the vet
I wouldve missed out on all the laughs you give me
And our friendship we share so honestly

Dharma, my heart feels completely open With you
Thankyou little rattie
I love you...

written 8/8/09

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Written june 2009

My name is

i wrote this after i watched a story on homeless people.

My name is Derrick,
That's right I have a name,
I'm not some feral
That you may think is deranged

I was once like you
Styled back hair
Wearing a nice suit,
With plenty of loot

Walking along
Ignoring the 'scum' I'd pass on by
These 'bums' probably cried at night as they laid in an alley somewhere
Wishing for someone to love and accept them
But did I notice or care?

No! I just looked and stared
And kept walking

Then I made some wrong financial choices
Losing my car, my house, then my wife

All of a sudden!

I found myself laying with the ''scum'' I so callously called
Wondering where I went wrong in my life

I sit on a bench all alone
Hoping someone will take the time to talk to me
But they are just the same as I was
Too busy with their own schedules
To even notice I exist
Wow... What a twist!

I now line up in the homeless shelter waiting to be fed
I had so much, yet couldn't see
Now I'm excited for a bit of soup and bread

I watch the cooks voluntarily, serve each of us food
They're genuine, loving smiles bring hope and cheer to my heart
Knowing that the rest of our day will be spent on the streets
They still try to give each of us a good start

As I start to mingle with my own 'type' now
The 'lessor' sector of society
I learn, they're no different from you or me
They're just the same
They too, have feelings, good qualities and want to fit in
And just like you...

They have a name

Written age 28 7/03/09

A stroll in the park

i stroll through the park
its a sunny summers day
people greet me and smile as they pass on by

i see a nice patch of grass over there
so i think i'll have a lay down oh yeah

i pick up a twig and put it in my mouth
while i chew on it i daydream as i look up at the clouds

pretty flowers in the ground capture my eyes yeah
i enjoy the aroma they share with me
i pick one and place it gently in my hair

then i decide to hug a tree
wrapping my arms around it i can feel its healing energy
a baby bird comes running over to me
standing there sweetly looking up at me

now ive had a lovely time outdoors
its a pleasure, connecting with nature
but i think i'll stroll on home now

written 23/11/08
age 28

In The Moment

I sit on my bed,
Looking out at my view, through the opened French doors

As the sun goes down, I watch it seep through parts of the cloudy sky, while others gracefully float on by.

A soft breeze is welcomed, temporarily distracting me from a humid summer's afternoon.
Listening to the meditative sounds of sacred earth, helps me to feel at peace .

As the sun goes down, I see all the pretty lights, glow in the suburb before me.
In front of them is a dead tree, but its interesting contours, give it an art exibit feel.

I notice my surroundings how they appear to me now.
In these moments there is no need to speak, or even think.
I see, that being in the present moment, is all there really is.

Does a future actually exist?
And does the past really matter?

Being in the present, seems so much simpler, yet I know I'll complicate things again with my fluttering thoughts and believing each one to be true.

Why do we as humans feel the need to think all the time?

Reminiscing over the past and worrying about the future,
when the things we worry about may not even come into fruition, let alone the future itself.

If we give ourselves that moment,
to be in the moment,
We can then feel what we're always searching for...

Inner peace.


Written 13/12/08
Age 28

THE SOCIABLE ME

Reminiscing about the past
About who I used to be
The sociable out going girl
Feeling forever lost within me.


Spontaneously approaching anyone for a friendly chat
And a bit of playful fun
Having a laugh and a joke around
But now I feel that part of me is gone
Although, I know it's still there somewhere
For when my friend's invite me out, I want to say ''yeah,I'm there!''
My mind is as keen as ever
But my body says ''you're not going anywhere!''


So I'll once again suppress my emotions
And tell myself I've changed
Feeling like I'm a passenger passing by on a boat
Saying farewell to this side of me as I stand there and wave
there's tension in my tummy
From lying to myself
Pretending I'm ok with being a ''hermit''
Due to my ill health
I want to shout!
I want to scream!
I want to show everyone


The sociable me!
Yet, my mind reluctantly tells me otherwise
But my body is no fool
They are often at war with each other
And going through this
Is just plain cruel!


The pain, anxiety and frustration I feel
The social interactions and independence the surgeons had to steal
I once had an enjoyable life
Before I fell under the spell of that cold, metal knife
But I will continue to let my mind tell myself that I don't need much of a social life
Although my body knows this isn't the truth as inside it continues to cry


Written 16/08/08
Age 28