looking for solutions
to heal the heart
vibrant sound bath
returns me on my path
chanting beads
relaxing sounds
watch the flame
peace will come
forgiven to all
except myself
still too hard
on this one
obsessed with
the inner voice
holding the reins
playing old beliefs
immersed in silence
sitting in stillness
finding a solace
in each breath
further more
searching
for the wisdom
of the sages
into infinity
mediocre life
from job to bed
selling your soul
raise the bar
load a camel
cross a desert
refuge in an oasis
who needs a car
fragrant spices
lamps and oils
awaiting at an
exotic bazaar
coins and trinkets
for a rainy day
collected and stored
in a glass jar
find your guru
under the bodhi tree
who do you think
you are
search on google
still not sure
sit in meditation
go beyond far
a chair or a bed
get inside your head
undergo an operation
without any scar
kundalini rising
if you have no clue
do your research
it’s rather bizarre
convincing as real
conscious energy
is what we are
god and a superstar
pull out the skis
in this scorching heat
that’s really just a tease
food that agrees
with vego lifestyle
is likely not Chinese
a ship on an open seas
people getting sea sick
by a little bit of breeze
when one has an expertise
in whichever profession
they can ask for higher fees
selection of green teas
drank around the world
loved by the Japanese
we need mature trees
oxygen from our air
plus pollinator bees
secrets locked without keys
passed down by devotees
universal truths like these
i still eat butter and cheese
until i deserve it fully
don’t call me vegan please
carpe diem
it’s not too late
the day let’s seize
Don Miguel Ruiz’s
The Four Agreements
influenced me immensely
a publication
transcending time
from the teaching
and wisdom of Toltecs
tradition passed down
through generations
of their shamans
openly uncovering
the secret of life
how to live a happy
content life
being the best
version of oneself
the first of the
four agreements
‘Be impeccable
with your word‘
simple yet powerful
refers to our choice
of words we speak
and how to say them
using them for good
the second of the
agreements
‘Don’t take anything
personally‘
be immune to
words and deeds
of others
what they say and do
is not about you
but about themselves
their own story
third agreement
‘Don’t make assumptions‘
communicate with clarity
and ask if you don’t know
the last one of the four
‘Always do your best‘
to avoid regret
always do your
utmost
the above agreements
have an ongoing
significant impact
on my life
if you are intrigued
go find the book
i highly recommend it
let’s make each other
accountable
an update!
what we ate
could relate
to our fate
there has been a debate
that what is on the plate
illness can create
how could one translate
kind words of a mate
saying we carry extra weight
our appetite does dilate
we start to eat at eight
stop when it’s too late
exercise we sure hate
to wiggle like a fat bait
then meet the same fate
yet! it is not in us innate
I willfully state
it is not too late
new habits to dictate
the promise is great
to change our fate
we cannot wait
for a better date
or be too overweight
to fit the heavens gate
Maslow built a pyramid
motivation in a model
human needs placed
on different steps
bodily needs at the bottom
safety on the first step
belonging and love on the next
accomplishment above that
self actualization in the tip
to achieve one’s full potential
through creative activities
to be the best one can be
to live a life of high morals
spontaneously with meaning
fulfilling our inner potential
is the highest of our needs
when we are not there yet
it simply means our other needs
have not been met yet
the thing to consider
how our mental state
affects our physical reality
unless we are seeing ourselves
as already achieving our dream
including the detailed picture
our body-mind doesn’t know
what place to take us to
and we are still elsewhere
create a better mental imagery
life will improve accordingly
who knows what’s real
only living can reveal
if it’s a good deal
until we all feel
strong as a steel
of an automobile
thieves resort to steal
some beg for a meal
organic would be ideal
our whole planet can heal
nobody has to kneel
layers of truth we peel
life is surreal
someone asked
is there a reason
i don’t have a child
I just sighed
to myself
‘not again!’
who likes to answer
questions like that?
there is myriad of reasons
for every decision we make
whether conscious or not
yet when someone asks
there is not much to say
or it goes like this –
‘because of blablabla’
the other person
hears nothing
just feels the need
to explain and justify
their own situation
as they already
have kids
usually without
much prior thought
on a different note
I squeezed
an orange
applied pressure
squirt!
the pay-off
liquid of gods
fully recharged
ready for the day
what is coffee?
constant ebb and flow
ocean of opportunities
beyond our earth plane
field of consciousness
tap into the vastness
larger slice of life
awaiting patiently
for each and every one
steady progress forward
into the future realms
once all else vanishes
yet the soul remains
blessed to be here
materialized and alive
fabulous episode
fleeting moments
cherish the given
the free gift of life
embrace the magic
of each single breath
heat of the oven
coolness of ice
mighty connection
to be precise
start a journey
end it on the path
life in time and space
enjoy a bubbly bath
the wind turns heads
ruffles a few feathers
who loves wholeness
stopped using leathers
count your blessings
having one too many
black cat across the road
already lived her twenty
string of pearls
tiny little sands
over time persistence
nature understands
create your joy
find a happy heart
chance to succeed
is high – if you start
your destiny in a blue ink
spelled out on a bathroom sink
stoics without feeling
undergo a distant healing
see through what we all do
living in a human zoo
locked in a mental cage
fast forward our age
in captivity restrained
to the news box chained
wash your hands we do the brain
backed by science to explain
seeds robbed out of plants
no bees so pollinate by ants
your fear is our long term gain
to feed you bugs as a main
life for a mission
without permission
missing a spark
stumbling in the dark
contentment with now
searching for the sacred how
pulling on the magic string
hooking up new crochet thing
what is the secret code
that will reveal the road
to self realize my potential
my life so quintessential
the best of me is yet to show
connecting to spirit in the flow
my yearning for the words of souls
now on the top of NY goals
so here we go
my cheeks are too fat
that doesn’t sit well
with my pants
is it the sweetness
of the food i eat
or the emotions
harbored within
my life story
unwritten untold
creative activities
fixed on food
where to find a joyous
focused task
giving me purpose
how to feel alive
for one I know
writing does it
my fingers help
the mind to settle
the reader is still
to be discovered
don’t get me wrong
i for one am strong
believer in the dogma
that prevails for long
that it’s ok to be woman
that it’s ok to be man
it’s ok to be human
since the life began
the consensus is that
we all should be glad
to be living together
loneliness is pretty sad
now saying that
look inside the hat
pull out the rabbit
make sure it is not a rat
the make up looks bit tragic
perform a piece of magic
stick with the old part
undertake a change of heart
let’s get this one straight
for a miracle is never late
the outcome might surprise
even the creator the great
vivid green lushness
deep turquoise springs
mossy tree trunks
ferns covering the ground
snow capped mountains
icy glaciers receding out
hikes of several days
night in a distant hut
below zero temps
air fresh and moist
falling from the sky
pieces of white clouds
touching the ground
ever so gently
melted by the sun
beaming with light
the spring time almost
palatable and visible
on the tree branches
flowers of fruits to be
days pleasantly long
nights warm by the fire
crackling of the wood
sipping hot inka drink
loving the atmosphere
of the southern land
too far for all the
dangerous critters
roads pretty clear
other cars hardly there
humans surpassed
by the number of sheep
stubborn feelings
persistent emotions
looking inside
finding the cause
what ifs
never happen anyway
unless we get certain
and bring them onto us
each wish is our
sacred command
what starts as a thought
could become real
the best way to tackle it
be conscious of our feelings
when something does feel off
check the thought process
the culprit is in the mind
awareness is the key
look within and breathe
bring in a new fresh wish
state it in the positive
or neutral color scheme
and let it gather momentum
the snowball effect
replace the unwanted
with the desired and wished for
clearing the cupboard of the mind
clarity awaits
fancy fascination
with the form
of the earth
is it round
is it square
perhaps a triangle
merely observed
in distant vacuum
as blue object
hanging in space
our senses far from perfect
our mind a born liar
our science based images
assume a sense of certainty
and then those who
don’t swallow that ball
searching for difference
being the odd one out
the argument is hot
is it not
the topic profound
meaning a lot
the base of western society
rooted in continuous data
poked out of the thin air
whoever wants to fight
the windmills of Don Quixote
is gently yet surely crucified
then barbequed at stake
all in the one lifetime
the truth is not too obvious
that those who fight for it
the point is not
the shape of the earth
it is the fundamental ideas
forming our societal beliefs
which would crumble to the ground
should we pick a different stance
based on science
we can trust perhaps
or maybe not
will we ever learn
to be simply happy
to still be alive
settling the argument
with no further agenda
to change or to destroy
to quarrel and argue
to conquer and fight
is that a too far fetched
reality
i ask
The start of the silly season
Time to fret without much reason
Christmas meal cold leg of ham
Eating dead pig what a scam
Until we all somehow awaken
We tend to live quite mistaken
For who benefits from all this craze
With our core emotions plays
Stop behaving like the herd
Gift some love and caring word
Give up the shopping spree
It’s the best gifts that are FREE
footprints in the sand
soft coral between the toes
walk on a deserted beach
tropical sun barely a cloud
day perfect for a dip
time to hop inside
splash!
soft waves caressing the body
sea salt soothing the skin
water warm like a bath
floating on the surface
face covered by a hat
arms and legs spread out
large cargo ship
stacked metal containers
covering the distance
on the horizon
white sailboat
sail up towards the sky
emerging from the sea
coolness of the wind
rubs into the skin
time has been forgotten
all worries floated away
into the ocean depth
feeling alive again
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without much warning
in that moment
the sky has opened
clouds shed hardened tears
lit by the lightning
dogs lost their bark
darkness
mighty rumbling
sudden silence
peaceful and vast
the storm moves on
taking with it
the tin roof
hiking up the insurance
yet it is known
there is always
silver lining on each cloud
without the roof
the stars now shine
closer to reach
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in a split of a second
the world has crumbled
the words we said
now occupy the head
as we parted
time run out
no more excuses
just blown up fuses
racing pulse
pounding heart
forever bitter
not very smart
let’s grow a little
by each lost nerve
rest assured we get
what we deserve
the day we learn
to keep our cool
we become masters
let wisdom rule
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Dear readers,
The latest of my poetry is now available in print. What a great joy to hold this new poetry book in my hands!
Thank you for your ongoing support, reading, liking, commenting and sharing of my poetry (as always, please include the link to this webpage when sharing). Many thanks for being a kind reader.
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Be well, be great, be you!
Hana
summer heat
on my feet
no more socks
feel the rocks
walked at noon
burned real soon
aloe the best potion
applied in slow motion
cold bath and hot tea
magic you can see
with your own eyes
next time let’s be wise
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knockout beauty
agile and vibrant
a gazelle stotting
from her hideout
sensing a predator
all legs up in the air
speeding for safety
being a vegetarian
choice of light meals
dry land with no water
gives her extra strength
stamina of a runner
body of a goddess
this time she escaped
alive
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in captivity
silent tears
grizzly bear
claws
the enclosure
slowly giving in
captivated
by the spirit
of a heroic
nature
now
tame
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belonging to a like minded group
gives us a sense of purpose
stability under our feet
and an assurance
that our life choices
are acceptable
and ok
such a group provides
the environment
of safety
it is a backbone
of our life structure
the proof that
we belong
here
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baking a bread
it could be said
I am a bit sad
trying to express it
using a few words
no space for tears
feeling discontent
life is jolly good
yet the mind is off
like a rotten apple
swallowed by mistake
as the snake laughs
desire for solitude
cover up of social shyness
love of one’s company
our need to shine
our need to display
our need for a sign
our need to pray
our need to be okay
who said life starts at forty
was delusional
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there is so much to do
and nothing gets done
with an overloaded mind
mental fog
lacking structure
step by step
where to start
when all seems
to be important
write two columns
one for things you can do
one you have to get done
sort out the priorities
on the first side
and leave the rest
universe has your back
choose your tasks
trust in its help
and it is so
what a day!
it was today
I have to say
now standing tall
heavy steel beam
building strong team
in the sweat and heat
shedding calories
shoveling grit
bit of daily drama
before it was ready
sun burned steady
quickly setting
in the ground
concrete mound
gallons of water
out of the tank
like money from the bank
think positive
and on your feet
the groundwork
is complete
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full spectrum rainbow in the sky
with no rain on the horizon
walkers in shorts and singlets
trying to work out their thoughts
dogs stopped barking for a while
bird songs filled the fresh air
a fountain drew in native bees
chilling next to the little bird pool
deep red color of the fresh flowers
butterflies gently flying around
the spring has come to town
bringing an abundance of life forms
time of the fresh and alive
a new season has started
naturally
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vibrations through my body
cleansing an emotional charge
releasing the long held pressure
sudden burst of joy
when the waves penetrate
deeper and deeper
the feeling of elation
before contentment
with all there is
the sound of gongs
followed by crystal bowls
the perfect sound bath
still resonating in
all my cells
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flying off a push bike
little girl pink skirt
landed in the grass
helmet on the head
bewildered look
ended that fall
straight ahead her dad
who teased the act
by stretching his arms
hight into the sky
as the wheels rolled
down the road
the girl learned quickly
dads cannot be trusted
with advice on flying
without crash landing
inevitably
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It is with great excitement that I wish to announce the birthing of a new poetry book.
It has been on my mind for some time to get another poetry book published. And finally it has happened.
The books’ proof is now at the printers and shall be ready within a few weeks.
Here is to many more expressive and transformative poems written and published.
I can’t wait to hold the book in my hand!
Thank you all for your ongoing encouragement and reading of the poems published on this site.
I appreciate your attention and kind comments.
With thanks,
Hana
deep sounds of didge
setting out the tone
outside strong wind
moving through tall trees
magpies playing in
a water fountain
black and white coat
ruffling their feathers
thin feet bathed
in the cool wet liquid
droplets of rain expected
any day soon hopefully
it has been hot and dry winter
not much left of the grass
but for a few brown patches
ducks decimating the parsley
what is left of it
only the stalks
nature has her own
timing
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a wave of gratitude
for life of magnitude
friends of high quality
philosophy of equality
starting today a new chapter
now time we unwrapped her
aiming at the highest cloud
where being fulfilled is allowed
strong desire burns within
let the maturity begin
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the silence, the emptiness
caressing the mind
here and there random
thought form, impulse
a wave of bliss
passing through
softly
alertness one moment
close to sleep the next
stillness unmoved
just the slow breath
lifting the ribs
feeling of nothingness
connected to the whole
falling
inside an eruption
fire flowing
in a stream
no resistance
freedom
instead
start the day by giving thanks
all what happens has a value
when we appreciate what came our way
we bring forth energies of higher realms
to cooperate with our desires
with the attitude of gratitude
a stinging nettle burning the skin
also provides its healing properties
for our body’s health benefit
step into the magical world
where all turns to gold
all we need is to have
a clean mirror of perception
strong and clear presence
at the forefront of the third eye
stay inside and see through
what is real and what an illusion
allow me to ponder
the living art
of reading bodies
greatly overlooked
for its accuracy
what forms the body
is our mental chatter
reoccurrence of feelings
when we meet new person
we know instantly
who they are
before they talk
shaping the formless
embodying the emotions
hands holding trauma
shoulders carrying
weight of the world
legs the support structure
of the living energy
skin thin easy to get under
the reason we often wish
to change our body is
due to our incongruent
thoughts, words and actions
we feel we should look one way
yet the reflection in the mirror
speaks volumes of how
we truly function inside
brave up and
embrace ourselves
just the way
we are
perfect
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eternity since
the doors opened
still waiting at the sill
shivering I
to enter or to run
hide or reach within
pull on all the strengths
walk through
into the unknown
vulnerable
trusting in the good
the magic unfolds
at times glimpses
of infinity and love
preserving them
a desired skill
more than not
there are moments
defining the past
and fears that scream
into the future
a new chapter
every day
an opportunity
to transform
oneself
into love
awaits
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too fat for a morning jog
too fat for a gym
too fat for a nature’s walk
too fat for a swim
nothing helps to motivate
green shake taste of grass
gym right across the road
tight leggings sign of class
the body growing bigger suit
the mystery of getting lean
the food intake is increasing
no movement to be seen
there are reasons to cry
and yet more to laugh
what brings our satisfaction
being content with half
to eat less to drink more
to think less to love more
to dream less to live more
to sit less to move more
saying that watching the screen
tell me what do I mean
deep down the endless fight
delish food or looking light
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free of boundaries
there is no limit to
what can be achieved
in unexpected
situations
hovering above our head
aircraft of uneven shape
soldiers of the stars
landing on earth
ungrounded
unrelated scattered
yet emerging from the one
mind
personal attack on
existence
unite in solitude
resolute and wild
unmoved unshaken
staying true
to the one
heart
love the haters
all they ask is
more compassion
gratitude and love
accept them
gently
disarmed
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So early so much life left
Unexpected departure
Cut from existence
Time of sorrow
For a friend
Reflecting
Living a full life
Cherishing each moment
Finding the hidden treasures
In every heart beat and every eye blink
Breathed by existence
Alive
Until not
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clean sheet of screen paper
fingers ready to type
the phone makes a sound
distracted and curious
who is on the other side
just have a quick look
…
one thing leads to another
a few hours later
finally back to typing
now all prepared
the muse is late
…
waiting waiting waiting
patiently for her arrival
in the meantime
thoughts about food enter
…
here come hunger pangs
or perhaps just peckish
no space for poetry
inside an empty mind
…
peek into the fridge
not much choice
where is the muse
maybe stuck in traffic
…
banana an energy boost
maybe it will inspire
the phone rings
lengthy discussion about nothing
…
back to the writing screen
where is the muse so long
when one needs her most
what has happened to her
…
put on some smooth tunes
that will help for sure
falling into meditation
memories come and go
…
an hour later awakened
from retro emotional trip
when the music finished
startled by cheesy voice in ads
…
muse still nowhere to be seen
must have slept in
best to think in positives
she will come again
…
until that moment though
there is not much one can do
other than
to write
nevertheless
this dream felt only through the finger tips
the heart a passenger by the mind
driving us forward into the unknown
perhaps these are all just empty words
no emotion activated by them
no feelings, no engagement
who can tell what is
the main aim of a poem
hidden deep inside
steady deliverance from bondage
tight shackles opening up
the truths coming out
bringing out
sleeping formulas
from the unconscious
rebelling against status quo
of all there is
with a little but
an alphabet
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the dark circles under the blue eyes
speak for years of sleep deprivation
now relax and breathe
our soul family is with us forever
the heart is where love resides
beyond the pulsing muscle
vibrant body is a safe haven
for the ever present spirit
raw music in the back of the head
the clarity as it comes through
the bold notes and trumpets
the unique symphony
be it our solace that all once ends
the end of the drama is here
the judgement day is in the past
stop the worry and relax into it
let the emotions burn then subside
little bit at a time there is no hurry
stay in the present moment
relieved there is still more to be
becoming new again
convoluted stories part of my life
a moment of silence then a roar
water gushing down the cheeks
all of a sudden burst of laughter
unexpected, unprepared, intense
something came out of a dark closet
transforming its dark corners
with its shine
calling it the light
delighted
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I stumbled across Medium!
Are you familiar with Medium?
Am I the last one to find it?
After some reading and video watching
I have a miniature idea about its use
Would love to hear your thoughts
Do you write or read on it?
Is it worth your time?
Is it the next best thing
After fresh sourdough bread?
I got as far as creating my profile
And posted one article
Speak to me friends…
@hanar
safe not sorry, I write my story
sitting upright I feel quite alright
rhyming is not in anymore
I read somewhere tonight
when one tends to be a herbivore
so I scratch my head in disbelief
now I could not imagine
to become a writer of haiku
words pouring out too many a line
in meditation there is no time
let me get out of the controlling mind
and let the words write themselves
without further edit
let us see if
anyone actually read it
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Thank you dear readers (and listeners) for your patience. It was brought to my attention that some of the audio readings of the poems were posted with an incorrect links. A tech issue I could say 🙂
This has now been rectified.
What I can tell you is that it has been a big learning curve for me. And still continues to be, as I do more of these recordings. It sure is interesting exercise for anyone, to hear your own voice, reading – in my case the poems. What we often don’t realize is how we sound to others, and then again how different our voice sounds on a recorder. A new dimension for sure. 😉
Well, enough for tonight. Just to say that if you wished to hear the poems on this site in my voice, many of them are now available (most for free). And if you feel like posting a comment on any of the poems, feel free to do so (gently please).
I wish you a beautiful sun filled day, wherever you are in the world.
We now have night here in Australia. So stay well and uplifted.
Warmly,
Hana
Hana Rubinstejnova 