Comments on: Ballast http://create.coyopa.net/poetry/ballast/ wordspells and phantsmagorical forms by tom hirons Thu, 28 Jul 2011 16:19:10 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.2.1 By: clickclackgorilla http://create.coyopa.net/poetry/ballast/comment-page-1/#comment-504 clickclackgorilla Tue, 18 Jan 2011 12:49:17 +0000 http://create.coyopa.net/?p=151#comment-504 !!!!!! lovely !!!!!! lovely

]]> By: Coyopa http://create.coyopa.net/poetry/ballast/comment-page-1/#comment-430 Coyopa Fri, 08 Oct 2010 09:38:41 +0000 http://create.coyopa.net/?p=151#comment-430 I'm glad the words touched you, Anita - and yes, please do use it on your blog if you'd like to (with the usual caveat of attribution and a link, as I'm sure you'd put anyway!) I'm in a more acquiring phase again these days as I begin my acupuncture degree and root down in Devon, but I intend for the ballast to not be too great. We'll see. The growth of it and the letting-go of it have their own cycles. Thanks for commenting :) I’m glad the words touched you, Anita – and yes, please do use it on your blog if you’d like to (with the usual caveat of attribution and a link, as I’m sure you’d put anyway!) I’m in a more acquiring phase again these days as I begin my acupuncture degree and root down in Devon, but I intend for the ballast to not be too great. We’ll see. The growth of it and the letting-go of it have their own cycles. Thanks for commenting :)

]]> By: Anita Otten http://create.coyopa.net/poetry/ballast/comment-page-1/#comment-426 Anita Otten Thu, 07 Oct 2010 16:49:18 +0000 http://create.coyopa.net/?p=151#comment-426 Odd that I would run across you this day...A gift from Rima...and then to find my way to this poem that speaks to the very season of my life I find myself in. Could I post it to my blog? Odd that I would run across you this day…A gift from Rima…and then to find my way to this poem that speaks to the very season of my life I find myself in. Could I post it to my blog?

]]> By: miranda http://create.coyopa.net/poetry/ballast/comment-page-1/#comment-193 miranda Tue, 15 Jun 2010 22:56:26 +0000 http://create.coyopa.net/?p=151#comment-193 Sometimes the simple ones are the best...I loved this poem. Sometimes the simple ones are the best…I loved this poem.

]]> By: Coyopa http://create.coyopa.net/poetry/ballast/comment-page-1/#comment-192 Coyopa Mon, 24 May 2010 11:28:23 +0000 http://create.coyopa.net/?p=151#comment-192 Thank you all for your appreciative words! I'm pleased to report that, having revisited the house where I left so much ballast for the next tenants (friends of mine with more a more current desire for Things) and where I was Tempted by the Demon of Things-That-Were-Once-Mine, I came away with no more than I arrived with. The ballast <i>is</i> no longer necessary. Only we can know when and where and how much we need. Most of the time, we don't even know that and continue to accumulate by default. Making our relationships with all this Stuff conscious, that seems to be one of the avenues to explore... To fly with our feet in the earth... Today's seeming-paradox. Thank you all for your appreciative words! I’m pleased to report that, having revisited the house where I left so much ballast for the next tenants (friends of mine with more a more current desire for Things) and where I was Tempted by the Demon of Things-That-Were-Once-Mine, I came away with no more than I arrived with. The ballast is no longer necessary. Only we can know when and where and how much we need. Most of the time, we don’t even know that and continue to accumulate by default. Making our relationships with all this Stuff conscious, that seems to be one of the avenues to explore…

To fly with our feet in the earth…

Today’s seeming-paradox.

]]> By: Miriam http://create.coyopa.net/poetry/ballast/comment-page-1/#comment-183 Miriam Sun, 18 Apr 2010 21:31:52 +0000 http://create.coyopa.net/?p=151#comment-183 I love this. A marvelous message - but to find it again while packing up= must have been a powerful moment in the quiet I love this. A marvelous message – but to find it again while packing up= must have been a powerful moment in the quiet

]]> By: Angelina http://create.coyopa.net/poetry/ballast/comment-page-1/#comment-178 Angelina Fri, 02 Apr 2010 09:22:11 +0000 http://create.coyopa.net/?p=151#comment-178 I found your site by way of The Reformed Buddhist (your comment on a being a Buddhoid resonated with me). This is a lovely poem. I found your site by way of The Reformed Buddhist (your comment on a being a Buddhoid resonated with me).

This is a lovely poem.

]]> By: Sabine Meier http://create.coyopa.net/poetry/ballast/comment-page-1/#comment-176 Sabine Meier Mon, 29 Mar 2010 07:11:06 +0000 http://create.coyopa.net/?p=151#comment-176 It is how I see it too...sometimes it feels as if I am tied to these things - and they keep me in a place - or better they keep me there in my thoughts...funny enough I am just about to go through my things again - letting go - to free myself from the past - to learn to fly...:) beautiful poem...and soo true - thanks for sharing - amazing timing - blessings to you :) It is how I see it too…sometimes it feels as if I am tied to these things – and they keep me in a place – or better they keep me there in my thoughts…funny enough I am just about to go through my things again – letting go – to free myself from the past – to learn to fly…:) beautiful poem…and soo true – thanks for sharing – amazing timing – blessings to you :)

]]> By: Christy Lee-Engel http://create.coyopa.net/poetry/ballast/comment-page-1/#comment-175 Christy Lee-Engel Sat, 27 Mar 2010 05:50:45 +0000 http://create.coyopa.net/?p=151#comment-175 Oh, very beautiful, Tom of Coyopa. To turn and walk away, and in the turning away to discover the wings that are suddenly given room to unfold, and the weightlessness of the emptied self. Yet (<i>oh, the voice of clinging desire!</i>) - so much of those objects and things (<i>and their colors and textures and stories and charm</i>) I have fondly mixed into my own identity (<i>which is...oh! - there's that emptiness again...</i>) Oh, very beautiful, Tom of Coyopa. To turn and walk away, and in the turning away to discover the wings that are suddenly given room to unfold, and the weightlessness of the emptied self.

Yet (oh, the voice of clinging desire!) – so much of those objects and things (and their colors and textures and stories and charm) I have fondly mixed into my own identity (which is…oh! – there’s that emptiness again…)

]]> By: Marjory http://create.coyopa.net/poetry/ballast/comment-page-1/#comment-174 Marjory Sat, 27 Mar 2010 00:03:31 +0000 http://create.coyopa.net/?p=151#comment-174 "Until the time came When you were ready To spread your wings And fly." We are taught to get things but rarely do we remember to release in order to be filled again. Letting go and trusting that we carry our essence in our hearts, in every step along this mysterious path. To emptying out and getting ready to receive all the blessings you deserve! Wonderful wise piece Tom! Marjory “Until the time came
When you were ready
To spread your wings
And fly.”

We are taught to get things but rarely do we remember to release in order to be filled again. Letting go and trusting that we carry our essence in our hearts, in every step along this mysterious path.

To emptying out and getting ready to receive all the blessings you deserve!

Wonderful wise piece Tom!
Marjory

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