quiet contemplation

morning dark
full moon

my breathe finally slowing down to a sane pace

creativity saunters in
clear, concise, open

what do we want to make next?






copyright 2011 Alisa Barry

L.O.V.E.

{is all we need.}



copyright 2011 Alisa Barry

live between the two worlds

there's a beautiful ambiguity
about our fractured identity

don't spend a minute more fretting about.
we are not supposed to choose between the two worlds.











copyright 2011 Alisa Barry

it's time.

are you ready to fall in love with your life?

what must you do to make it so.








copyright 2011 Alisa Barry

meta view from the mountain top

it's so easy to get caught up in details or mired in the minutia.
take a hike and you'll see a whole different perspective from a higher vision, a meta view.





copyright 2011 Alisa Barry

just like water flows

everything is constantly in motion, even when we feel solidly stuck.

remember the cleansing of a warm rosewater-scented bath or a soothing shower; droplets descending upon us  until we can't tell the difference between our tears and the tumbling waterfall from the spigot above.

remember playing in the pool or frolicking through the sprinkler.
or the thirst-quenching taste of cool water from the summer spring.

like our memories, we carry on, grow up and pass on.












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what is the REAL work to be done?

we wake up, go to our computers and think about what must get done today.

FORGET IT!

what is the REAL work you must do?

{The object is not to make art, but to be in the wonderful state, which makes art inevitable.}

how can we prepare ourselves to live in the world this way?

 rituals. devotion. discipline.

pave a path with practice and the art shall pour forth like a font of food for the gods.






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allow yourself to be broken open

sitting here on sunday
falling asleep listening to another's revelation
while dreaming of my own revolution.

drifting off and diving in.

my heart is broken, wholeheartedly open.
now it can finally breathe in the ethers of love wafting through the world.













copyright 2010 Alisa Barry

declaration

for so many years, I have put aside, away, out of reach
those things that i am afraid to declare for myself
for fear of loneliness, being alone, being wrong, being left out in the cold


the soul is funny that way.
it allows us to go traipsing around as if this life were our own
waiting patiently for us to return to gather the tattered pieces that we've strewn about
here and there


a trail we've left for ourselves to find our way home.


it's where the comfort comes from knowing that what we have never owned anyway no longer needs to be ours
it's the place where we stand up for our convictions with confidence, no longer shouting with forced fists closed, but singing softly our humble hymn.
it's a space where emptiness is not a void, but a vessel where we can finally rest with nothing without missing anything. 


this declaration looks like nothing i've known.
it's gentle and kind
and quiet and content


"welcome home, " it offers, as I enter the portal to this new place.



copyright 2010 Alisa Barry

ego or art

sometimes it's hard to distinguish
whether we are creating from our he{art}
or if it's the masterful ego who simply wants attention. adoration. admiration.

and then there's the answer.
without adornment or accomplices.

speaking the bare-naked truth.
you know how it feels when it hits you hard.

no matter, keep going. wherever it comes from
keep creating your art.


copyright 2010 Alisa Barry