The Big Elephant
 

The Big Elephant stands
Grazing quietly and nonchalantly
On the twigs of various trees
And delights in the succulence.

It has a feeling that it is being viewed
From different vantage points
Different angles of its being
And yet, it doesn't seem to care.

For it knows that it is still
The Big Elephant.

Oh that we could all just see
Ourselves, as The Big Elephant
And not be moved by others perceptions
But simply stand in our knowing.

Of who we are.....

Love, Deb

the great challenge
 

Oh yes !
 

...yes, indeed !

I would like
 

I would like to someday meet
An Old Crone Elephant
And to commune with her.

I believe that is
One of my heart's desires.
Will be looking forward to that.

Love, Deb

You are communing with Her right now Deb.
She is you and you are Her.

If I may?
 

"A Crone...is someone who embodies...."wrinkled knowledge".

"Of course, being and becoming a Crone---being and becoming complete in one's own Powers----is no automatic thing. It is gained only by the most prodigious labors.

"Ursula LeGuin observes, "There are things the Old Woman can do, say, and think that the Woman cannot do, say, or think. The Woman has to give up more than her menstrual periods before she can do, say, or think them. She has got to change her life....bear herself, her third self, her old age." The results of successfully undergoing this "wringkling," this enormous psychic and physical shift are the SIGNS OF AGING that are so abhorrent in the snool's-eye view: the waxing of incisiveness, courage, belligerence, intractability, the ability to change, and the development of the Powers of psychic warfare.



"The world we know and do not know is itself undergoing a climacteric, a critical shift of enormous proportions, something like the transformations a woman undergoes at menopause. The commonly heard refrain "change or die" seems accurate enough. Yet patriarchal man steadfastly fears and refuses ontological change. This, then, is the promise of the Crone, she who knows that there is nothing to fear. What the Crone presages for the individual woman and for the world as a whole is, precisely, the CHANGE OF LIFE."

"We must face the Medusa, the unfaceable in ourselves, in order to have access to the powers we require." Chela Sandoval


--------GOSSIPS, GORGONS, & CRONES, the fates of the earth, by Jane Caputi, introduced by Paula Gunn Allen


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Deb,
I was inspired by what you wrote and offer these passages in honor of a new light shining in your words.
Lightshow

In the presence of
The Big elephant
I meet myself.

All things I have conjured
Come to meet me
Face to face.

She strokes me gently
As I release myself
Her tears become my own.

Love, Deb

Deb
 

Ah yes, Bell
 

When head knowledge
Becomes heart wisdom
Through experience
The Big Elephant
Speaks....

Love, Deb

A Big Elephant's Tale,
 

Finally There I was....

standing next to a Mastodon who completely ignored me, as he tore down and devoured a tree. I could see my reflection in his big brown eye.

Unfortunately I was standing up wind of the matriarchs who were caring for the young ones out in a field some distance away. When they caught a whiff of me they trumpeted alarm...

and that male then took me in his trunk and battered me to death upon the ground, stomping me in the end for good measure.

He then went back to eating his tree.

Michael
 

And the moral of this story is????

Love, Deb

Well.....
 

Never stand next to a Bull Mastodon up wind of the Matriarchs.;)

There ya go!!!! Well said, Michael.

Love, Deb

Michael
 

Funny.....thanks

The Big Elephant
 

Munching still
Upon the branches of
An agreeable tree.

The Big Elephant hears
A quiet voice speak
She raises her head then.

She recognizes
A soft voice that beckons
And she moves on.

She moves on
Solid in her movements
Yet open to what she will find.

Love, Deb

Deb!
 

"She moves on
Solid in her movements
Yet open to what she will find."

Wow!

An ancient inkling;
a familiar surrounding.
The Elephant winks.
Chi2007

Oh Bell
 

This is so funny.
I was so awed by what you just wrote
And then I just happened to look to my post and found
You were quoting meeeeee!!!!

Isn't that a hoot?

I heard it and felt it much better from you, go figure.

Love it, Deb

Chi
 

Interesting that I got just this feeling
Today.

Thanks, Deb

well, elephants.
 

"I meant what I said, and I said what I meant.
An elephant's faithful, one hundred per cent!"

Pink Elephants....
 

Look out! Look out!
Pink elephants on parade
Here they come!
Hippety hoppety
They're here and there
Pink elephants ev'rywhere
Look out! Look out!
They're walking around the bed
On their head
Clippety cloppety
Arrayed in braid
Pink elephants on parade
What'll I do? What'll I do?
What an unusual view!
I could stand the sight of worms
And look at microscopic germs
But technicolor pachyderms
Is really much for me
I am not the type to faint
When things are odd or things
are quaint
But seeing things you know that ain't
Can certainly give you an awful fright!
What a sight!
Chase 'em away!
Chase 'em away!
I'm afraid need your aid
Pink elephants on parade!
Pink elephants!
Pink elephants!

Disney

I know, Michael
 

I know, Michael, and I have been listening to you.

Love, Deb

Pink Elephants
 

Pink Elephants
Now that is a parade
You have made me smile
Once again.

Love, Deb

oh deb!
 

oh my i just read your post that you were actually able to admire your own writing...not thinkng at the time it was your own!

(i do not know yet how to make quotes like the rest of you do.. so you were not aware i was quoting you althoug i used purple and "" "" around your words)

yes.. i got what you wrote on a deep level and only way to let you know what i was feeling was to write "wow"
sincerely,
Bell

Oh Bell, this was so classic. I loved it. Thank you so much for a perverbally laugh for me.

Oh, as to how to do the quote thing. Well, on anyone's post there will be a quote box to the right n the lower right hand of the box. You just click on that and it will bring up the quote you are responding to.

Just click after the quote and then you just reply at the end of that.

Bell, I just want you to know how much I appreciate your thoughts and replies.

Love, Deb

mutual, Deb
 

deb.... and i appreciate your appreciation :)

Bell

The Big Elephant
 

And so it is
That I allow myself
To be taken to points
Beyond what I have ever known

...Before

Questions always, I ask
As new questions arise
From my previously answered questions
And still,

...I wonder

There seems to be no ending
To the answers of my unasked questions
And yet I trace the mode of fashion
With my own self's knowing

...And I continue

Confronted I am within my ownself
And the knowings that seem to be
Emerging within me, slowly seeping
Walking across my heart

...and I hear

The Big Elephant speaks
Triumphant in her presentation
Wondering why I didn't get it before
Looking at me in wonder, herself

...sighing then

Oh then, I hear that silent voice
She will get it in time
And I, wondering what time is
Continues to grasp for my unknown

...eating grass

Yes, that is what I see
The Big Elephant eating grass
Leisurely grasping for
Yet another twig

...succulence

I am coupled with myself
Holding to all that I know
And still wondering
Where does the next twig come from

...in my face

Love, Deb

The Big Elephant
 

The Big Elephant
Feels the breeze
And is captured
By its presence.

Swaying then with the motion
Of the breeze
The Big Elephant
Smiles in her own way.

Doesn't need much
Does she, to be taken off
Into another world
Swaying all along.

And it seems
That in the swaying
That she finds a gratitude
Of some sorts.

Just swaying with the motion
Of being and existing
In her own world
As she just delights

...in being.

Love, Deb

Perceptions
 

Everyone seems to lend
Their perceptions

But do they really
Take responsiblity

For their own perceptions?
I wonder....

Love, Deb

The Big Elephant
 

The Big Elephant moves herself
To a safe place under the willows of the trees
Planting herself there, she braces herself.

Though it is silent now, she still hears
The whispers of the winds and directs herself
To protect herself from the coming winds
Holding herself there, she waits.

She then calls all others in
She howls and howls, gathering them in
Feeling comforted then by all those who have come
She stands her charge and waits again.

Waiting then....

Love, Deb

Deb?
 

Dogs howl, Elephants trumpet.

Hahaha!!!!
 

Well excusssseeee me!!!! However, my Big Elephant tells me that she is special. She says she was raised with wolves. So go figure. :)

Love, Deb

It is a poignant little verse anyway, and I like the novelty of a howling elephant!
Very Original!:)

Well you just never know. Ahhaha, a howling elephant, well it certainly addresses the senses, does it not? She says she loves you anyway.

Love, Deb

howling
 

howling is a feeling
and it worked for me
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moving closer
my elepahnt hooves
push the earth and i reach out
with my long trunk
to you
waiting.

Ah my friend
 

Ah my friend, you have come
So glad that you have heard my call
We will be safe here
Amidst these trees
Together, we will be protected
Together, we will watch out for each other
Together...

Love, Deb

The Big Elephant
 

Ah, the storm has passed
Now we move again
To find feed and water

The skies are filled with the Sun
The wind is silent
And so we move again

Another day to appreciate.

Love, Deb

Big Elephants
 

and little elephant....

Hi Dear Deb
 

My dear friend Deb

This poem is so beautiful, thank you.....harmony and balances within us, is needed sometimes to trust and believe in our self, no matter what.



My love to you
Ulla

i came because i heard your call
your howl was sent upon the wind
i have not come to stand in fear
just wanted to let yu know
i was near.