28 Saturday Mar 2015
Posted in Photography, Poetry, Uncategorized
The Fire Within
In the midst of every thought
there is space and emptiness
where pure creativity dwells
The potential lays dormant
as the mind rushes by
in its ever increasing speed
The seeker may catch glimpses
as moments of revelation or
fleeting sparks disappearing
Inspiring clarity and manifestation
opening pathways to bliss
re-igniting long sought passions
Here is where we truly dwell
infinite in every possibility
Creators with Divine Will
cRb 6.6.12
20 Friday Mar 2015
Posted in A Course in Miracles, Heartbeams, Museography, Photography, Poetry
The March 20th Eclipse Energies have given me these words to write as I contemplate going to bed. The picture is actually of the Sun on a cloudy day which I played with to get that mystical effect, upon which those words from A Course In Miracles seemed to just attach themselves….
Midnight again and yet
not quite the same
the eve of Spring
the Vernal Equinox
The wheel of seasons
is at the crossroads
and time unfolds
its mysteries
New Moon, Solar Eclipse
the ending of an age
the cycles unravel
more than just the wheel
A gateway opens
unlocking the spiral
from which our future
expands into space and time
Shall we go
or should we stay
or perhaps ignore it all
eyes fixed on the illusion
No choice for me
I’ve come too far
to be left behind
when the vortex calls
Swiftly in silence
and in a calmed presence
I say YES and leave behind
a trail of debris
Bad dreams, sleepless nights
traumas and confusion
judgments and tears
all left behind
To disappear like fog
when the Sun arises
and we play in the
Light and Love again.
~ cRb 3.20.15
17 Tuesday Mar 2015
Posted in Heartbeams, Museography, Photography, Poetry
Where is this place
between visible and not
from which we ascend and descend
as if by magical entrainment
we merge and flow
yet remain intact
cRb 3.17.15
16 Monday Mar 2015
Posted in Photography, Poetry
Can we say
that nothing is there
between the branches
and the sky
Let us not
and find the Light
which dances so sweetly
causing that deep sigh
of comfort and joy
in us all
~cRb 3.15.15
It is always a Joy for me to be inspired by other photographers work. It is actually how I got interested again in photography, although I remain an amateur.
Years ago I met someone on facebook whose photographs actually compelled me to respond in words and I have been doing it steadily ever since.
Today it is Stacey whose work and creations can be found here…
Inspired From Time Photography
https://www.facebook.com/inspiredfromtimephotography?pnref=lhc
15 Sunday Mar 2015
Posted in Heartbeams, Museography, Photography, Poetry
Let us rip up the the agreement that we are separate from our Mother which continues to nourish and sustain us…
Let us redefine all our perceptions of relationship to Her…
Let us ground ourselves at every opportunity and shine with Her in harmony and balance…
Reflecting a great Blue Ray of Light into the Galactic Heart as a symbol of Unity.
cRb 3.5.15
It always amazes me at how so many times the input that stimulates me to write or create can be from such strange sources. Yet within each of what I call my Museography there is a resonance of harmony and balance as described here that is my thankfulness for being here at this momentous time in human evolution.
11 Wednesday Mar 2015
Posted in Heartbeams, Museography, Photography, Poetry
May Blessings of Peace, Light and Love
fill your minds and drop into your hearts
encouraging you to step out and
Live in Peace
Walk in Light
Share in Love
May My thanks for another birthday emanate and fill each of you, Namaste!
24 Tuesday Feb 2015
Posted in Heartbeams, Photography, Poetry
It is indeed a magical time and this Synergetic Collaboration is a confirmation that we are there.
The heart resonating words of Kelly Lynn and an amazing photo of Sun Dog rays by myself, embrace the energies that she has chosen to remind us of.
Without any intentions other than to express, Kelly had posted this poem and I, when I read it immediately saw my picture as a reflection of what she was expressing. Upon asking her permission she wholeheartedly agreed to fuse the energies of both our visions for all to resonate with.
At the threshold
of a New Age,
the Light simply changed,
not of its nature
but in its glow
of all things
still so much the same,
yet brighter,
softer,
more lovely,
like the dancing
tip of a candle flame
intense with the force of heat,
yet elegant and graceful
in a mesmerizing blaze
is like the beating
heart of Light
at the threshold
of a New Age,
intense with the Force of Love,
elegant and graceful
with the glowing and blazing touch
of magical and mystical change.
Verse ~ Kelly Lynn
Photo ~ Charlie Riverman Bergeron
We each ask that you share it freely if you are so moved.
From our hearts to yours and with Peace, Light and Love
15 Sunday Feb 2015
Posted in Photography, Poetry
The vision of a Promised Land
runs like a river
weaving around
the earthly obstructions
to our Serenity
And in our Truth we rest
forever placing masks
upon ourselves
hiding out in our minds
Living as strangers
It is Unconditional Love
that lifts and rises
from our hearts
freeing the external bonds
to which we pay homage
It is this fertile valley
where once again we return
which holds the Truth
as well as the Energy
of our Perfection
That vision now removed
the veils of illusion dissolved
never to hide as before
Living in our Power
and our Glory
cRb 2.15.15 2:34 p.m.
14 Saturday Feb 2015
Posted in Heartbeams, Photography, Poetry
And so My Beloved
let us begin with thank you
for the dirt
that clumps under our nails
for the breezes
that carry sweet aromas
of pine trees and sea air
the distant sound
of waves that crash
against the rocks
Happy Valentines Day
Mother Earth
cRb 2.14.15
May each of us be continually reminded that Love and Gratitude come through our hearts, not our minds. That they are intertwined and inseparable, except through our thoughts. Let us move forward in Love with our Mother and each other… Happy Valentine’s Day to each of you!
08 Sunday Feb 2015
Posted in Photography, Poetry
Another Sunday
in Winter
with snow on
top of snow
2 feet 3 feet
who measures
anymore
The Sun appears
in the middle
of the storm
and I look for
A Snowbow ???
~cRb 2.8.14
Reflections of Riverman 