Universe

Reaching In Reaching Out

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Reaching In Reaching Out

We grow from Infancy

enlarging, expanding

our perceptions,

our experiences,

our knowing,

reaching in reaching out

of our Cradle, our Home,

our World, our Universe,

our great Unknown…

Once we seemed

the very Center

of all Creation

by One or More Beings,

Powerful Caring Giants

focused on nurturing,

providing for all

our Human Infant needs

or not…

Slowly we outgrew

our Cradle, our Home,

our World, our Universe

reaching in reaching out,

enlarging, expanding

our perceptions,

our experiences,

our knowing at last

we Live On The Edge…

Then we began to wonder,

Is this the only

Earth-like World

or are there Many?

Is this the only

Inhabitable World

for forms of Life

unlike our own,

different Evolutions,

perceptions, experiences

unlike our own?

Is this Universe

the only Evolving Creation

by a Divine Being-Beings,

a Divine Energy-Energies,

a Divine Force-Forces,

a Divine Process-Processes,

Quantum and Cosmic,

or not…

Is this the only

Universe of Galaxies

or are there Many,

Many Universes,

Multiverses Seen Unseen

with Many Big Bangs?

Is this the only

Conscious Universe,

the only Seen Unseen

Intelligent Creation

creating, evolving,

perceiving, experiencing,

knowing Itself

even through All That Is,

even through the Many

Infant Creators, us?

Are we all Part Of

a Conscious Multiverse

reaching in reaching out…

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February 3, 2023

Shelley Audrey Wilson

Victoria, BC

Transformations

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Transformations

Earth transforms now and then

dramatically or little by little

when land masses slip and slide.

We’re just along for the ride.

We’re each here for a little while

as individuals and as species too.

Sometimes we even return

and continue our Great Adventures

evolving fast or slow as we do,

Star-Seeded again by Life

both here and by Life beyond

our Planet, Alien Interventions,

some of which we fear

as hostile or even divinely benign.

We’re all just passing through

this realm of joy and pain,

Souls on a Great Adventure,

Life’s experience to gain.

Some seek comforts in safe havens,

others seek danger to feel alive.

Some feast on their desires,

others struggle to survive.

Divine Creations, we evolve

by thought and deed and consequence,

paths well worn or those less travelled.

Attitude rules Circumstance.

Some are challenged by misfortune,

loss of all that’s valued here,

stripped of everything but Spirit,

Love expressed in those held dear.

We weep our own and others’ losses,

seeking answers as we pray.

None can judge the Soul’s Agenda

as we journey on our way.

We’re all just passing through.

A Unity Diverse…

We’re Life in many forms

throughout the Universe.

Here for a little while,

we travel in and out of Time

exploring Life Itself,

the mundane and sublime.

Our Lives are wondrous Journeys.

We challenge ourselves to grow,

exploring all conditions

through which we come and go.

Nothing here is forever.

We must leave it all behind.

Back to Source All Beings go,

beyond the limits of Mind-

beyond boundaries of Soul-

back to the Great Oneness we go,

that Oneness we call Heaven-

the God-Light and our True Home.

From and to Home we come and go

playing out our Great Adventures,

transforming Life as we know it,

creating realities loving or fearful

in multiple Timelines and Roles

or making another Free Will Choice-

Not Going Out and Staying Home.

January 13, 2023 Victoria BC

Note: I inserted my poem titled ‘All Just Passing Through’ and ‘Just Passing’ first written on May 14, 2008 then revised October 26, 2018, May 24, 2021, October 6, 2021 and now included in ‘Transformations’ January 13, 2023 with further revisions and transformations perhaps)

Shelley Audrey Wilson

(a.k.a. Shell, Shelley Demers (by marriage)

a.k.a. Ariel and Ariel-Shelley (as in Percy Bysshe Shelley)

a.k.a. Pumpkin (Dad’s) and Sheillelagh (Mom’s) nicknames)

Awake, Aware, Alive

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Awake, Aware, Alive

(Friend or Foe, Dead or Alive

by our Definitions,

thanks for being here

as I journey through Galaxies,

Ethereal, Astral, Physical,

through Destinations and Destinies

appearing solid and daunting

on a Ship of Questions to Remember

what it means To Be Truly Free.)

Are we truly Awake, Aware, Alive

or are our days merely a dream,

a haze, a maze of perceived illusions,

mistaken assumptions, erroneous conclusions,

distortions and confusions

about Life, about God, about Us?

Are we truly Awake, Aware, Alive?

From Childhood on, are we fed

and educated by our systems,

our families and societies

in what may by some be called

our Local Prejudices and Propagandas-

Cultural, Political, Religious-

as Blinders and Binders

through which we view

Life and God and Us?

Are we truly Awake, Aware, Alive?

Do we really know how Life works,

how Interconnected, how Interdependent

everything is everywhere

in The Larger View, The Grander Vision-

of this Universe, the Earth and even

The Great Beyond- Life Beyond Death

connecting All, including you and me?

Do we see how we’re part

of this multilayered Universe

of particles, waves and densities,

consciousness and frequencies,

even this Earth, this World

of waters and lands, elements and animals,

trees and plants and All That Is?

Do we understand even now

how our Well Being is Interconnected,

Interdependent, part of the All

and as we do to This, we do

to ourselves as well?

Are we truly Awake, Aware, Alive?

How do we Awaken to Oneness?

How do we Live in Awareness?

How do we value Life and being Alive?

How do we state, demonstrate,

to the All who we each are?

Who do we choose to be?

In large or small measure,

what do we contribute to Life

whether selfish or selfless?

Who do we think we are?

Do we see Life as a Name for God,

Life Itself and Freedom too?

Do we see Life in Us as Us,

a Process, a Force, an Energy

constantly moving, changing,

sustaining, recreating ever

in every Here and Now?

Do we see Life Itself Present,

Alive in Us, as Us, as All

even when some are not truly Sentient-

Awake, Aware, Alive?

I seek out New Definitions.

I leave Lesser Truths behind.

(So here I am enjoying the journey

on a ship of Questions flying

Beyond my past understandings

of Life As It Is into Mystery

and what it means To Be Truly Free.

Thanks One and All for joining me!)

January 2, 2023

Shelley Audrey Wilson

Victoria, BC

A Young Species

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We are a young Species.

Like young Children,

we grow in greater Awareness

of other Beings, other Humans

and strange-looking Creatures

sentient or not,

evolving fast or slow,

loving, friendly,

fearful, hostile,

appearing strange in many ways.

Like young Children,

we grow in greater Awareness

of where we live,

of Other Rooms and Spaces

Beyond the first we knew.

Some of us reach out

to touch the heavens,

eager to explore and know

The Wonders waiting Beyond

Closed Doors and Curtained Windows,

Beyond what we now see.

Some of us go deep within us

to know where our life began,

to know again The Womb of Heaven,

know again The Oneness

and The Wonder of It All.

Like young Children,

we grow in greater Awareness,

we Make Believe and Make It So

creating and co-creating

a myriad Dreams as Realities

Playing Out as we grow.

Beings of Older Ages, Other Places, watch

and sometimes even guide us

as we Play, Evolve and Grow.

December 4, 2022- Shelley Audrey Wilson

Victoria, BC

Tolerance and Acceptance

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Tolerance and Acceptance

This may be

your only birth

on this little planet

we call Earth.

Perhaps you

were never born here

in this wondrous World

ever once before

but I have

and will again

even many times more.

Among the stars

I’ve also lived

in other strange forms

knowing Peace and Wars.

You may see

this vast Universe

as far outside of you

but I can clearly see

it is within us too.

You may think

we were born in sin

but I do see

God’s holy Presence

the Life of our life,

as ever and always within.

You can’t prove

and I can’t prove

Beliefs we hold

from things we’re told

or of our own

Remembrances and

Perceptions.

May we leash

our loyal dogmas

and choose a wiser way,

growing day by day

in Tolerance and

Acceptance.

November 30, 2022

Shelley Audrey Wilson

Victoria, BC