DIVING
poems & prose for the fearless explorer
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It
She looked all through the basement.
But she couldn’t find it
She tried
But maybe she was looking on the wrong shelf or box, or room.
No memories of her
Left in the house she slept in
As a child
Dreaming all the while of leaving for PEACE.
The kind that says Home
To a weary heart
That knows
She’s destined for better from the start
Than broken parents
Who mail back their dreams “return to sender.”
And limp mentors
Who moan about students and pending college loans.
While sipping *Bloody Cosmopolitans
With other ex-artists who tutor for cash
To pay for trips to
Or just the next oz of hash, so that
No, no, no.
She knew she wouldn’t end up that way
She wouldn’t be Salieri to someone else’s Mozart
She was blazing a new trail,
finding her place into the sun,
putting down a solid foundation
and finally building the house she was always meant to be
But first she had to find It.
When she was a child It was with her all the time
Right there next to her
Strong and shiny
People noticed it right away.
Most of them wouldn’t mention It.
But she could always tell.
Acknowledgement would pass through their eyes
Then land on their lips and bend them softly into a smile.
She needed It back.
To complete her
So that she could continue
And be strong again.
Not for him. Not for them. Just for her.
That night she went to sleep and dreamed
Of the little girl she once was.
Playing in her room
Alone but not lonely
She could do anything. She knew it then and had no doubt.
That was where she discovered It. She could feel the energy
of her own soul straining to pull away from the body.
When she closed her eyes at night she could see light on her eyelids.
The first time it happen she laid there in bed thinking it was morning
until she opened her eyes and realized it was still dark outside.
She kept opening and closing her eyes, just to make sure it was really happening.
She knew it was a sign. She was blessed with light. Filling her up.
First thing the next morning she ran upstairs to the attic. She ran right into her recent past that filled every box. All the people and projects she’d given herself to were there. Holding bits of It. She fell to the floor and cried. Finally she realized, she hadn’t lost It. She had given It away, bit-by-bit. With every encounter she had stopped being It and started giving It. Saving nothing for herself. Never considering her own need to replenish, resolve, and remember It.
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About the Book
Having spent a great deal of time in some of the larger cities in the country I’ve witnessed a trend, though not exclusive to the city. It is the propensity to move so fast from one moment to the next that we don’t allow ourselves the opportunity to find the deeper meaning that lies underneath every moment. This short (easy to carry) but meaningful book is an opportunity to revisit some of those missed moments and reach the pearl. The lyrical tapestry of this book will make you angry, sad or laugh right out loud. Diving touches on subjects like surrender (Die Already), deep love (White Castle), nightmares (Fear), injustice (Medicine), death (
Diving works to support the part of every soul that desires to ask the questions that aren’t easy to frame. To slow down and to hear an answer. Any answer. Because any answer will effect you. Which is what a centered mind seeks-- to be effected by and to affect their world for the highest good of all concerned. Every soul that desires to ask uncomfortable questions and receive unforgettable answers will enjoy Diving again & again.
About the Author
Once upon a time there was a little girl named Ora. She was a sweet yet strange child who loved to make things in the mud...kitchen utensils, houses, people, etc. Ora is the youngest of the eight children of James & Ora Lee Nance. At the age of 14 Ora started writing her own poetry and lyrics. For the past 20 years she’s been sharpening her talent as an actor (theatre, feature films and TV) writer (prose, poetry and music for her first one woman show). Her musical talents were featured as songwriter & singer in the film Chain Of Desire. Her poetry has been published in Poison Magazine and was chosen as "Editor''s Pick" In The International Poets Society 2002 edition. She is also a playwright, screenplay writer, a director and producer.
Never forgetting her commitment to nature and self-discovery Ora has woven earth images into many of her pieces in a manner that reflects the human inner-journey. Right now, between writings, Ora can be found laughing, praying, helping babies come into the world (yep, she''s a birthing coach), perfecting her gumbo recipe and generally developing her goddess self.
Stay tuned for the continuing story of O--