I went last night to a men of heart meeting,
Six men and a facillitator to hold the space,
Half a dozen, different issues and concern, unites
a brief moment they have for respite.

Frustration, weaknesses and anger shared
Bonded in hope to be men of power, true,
Preparing to breath a new deep breath,
inhale and outhale without pause, strong

Drumming, pulsed through the air,
One hand receiving the other giving,
The runes called me, entering the breath
FA to GIBOR I circled along
Till peace rings in the dawn of peaceful rest.

Mighty the vibration in my body,
each cell awakened and energy pulsating.
I return with gratitude and greet fellow travelers.
the time has come to check out
greet the evening as my shadow dissapear in the dark.

Love is the law. A simple but powerful statement. Yesterday was a day where peace was restored and victory was given to the meek. Sometimes anger and retaliation seems the quick and most effective solution. But it’s rarely lasting and always destructive to both executioner and victim. Peace brings peace, it’s lasting and uplifting. I set my aim to forgive and set peace above all other gain. Indeed a simple action that removed the pain. Peace requires a deep core strength not to be tempted by the siren sing of emotional pain. Peace asks for a fortified mind buffered against the lies of anger.

After the altercation I found my way into my rune circle. I lifted my mind to the most loftiest thoughts. I prayed for the strength to be a peacemaker. Peace does not come with ease. Peace demands clear intent from a coherent mind. The rune FA filled me to the brim, burning away every feeling of animosity that could remain. I sacrificed time to enter the creative realm and reached for the rune BAR calling for compassion to fill me, for peace to settle in my enemy’s veins. Then the I reminded myself that I sacrifice self for the greater good. TYR stood as shining warrior with piercing eyes of a righteous mind.

Peace was born from the law of love. In compassion intent formulated and peace sealed with righteousness. A peace that settle deep in my gut and a peace that can last like a lighthouse, beacon for all ships still caught in storm.

Tired eyes slows me down. Memories of yesterday haunts my mind. Sometimes a faint glimpse of anger shimmers on the horizon. Dipping deep into the tragedy of disappointment that lingers into this beautiful day. Philosophic thought clashes swords with hiding emotions darting from there dark chambers. All feeding an urge for an ear that will hear my heart beat without fear. Preparing to sacrifice for the greater good if need be. In words I seek the remedy for wounds left open by strive and foolishness. I feel the feeling that stir empathy within my cauldron. Longing fit the fire that will burn away the filth of time gone by.

The morning light opens the claws of a new born day. Like an eagle darting down to its prey. With cunning I hope to survive as I plunge myself into the energies of the creative realm. I swim in the chaos still the silence of peace fills my soul. I ready to take on the day, not to be bothered by a way traveler’s tale. The hero will find inner strength from the fortitude already armored. Inner strength he claims from the Aesir as he baths in their inspiration. The one who sacrificed an eye bequeath him wisdom, the one armed soldier the courage to persist. Each a gift that clothes him in whole with readiness for the battle ahead.

I have walked this life and learned many lessons. I learned to be independent so that I may know my vulnerabilities. I vowed to always learn yet it only showed me my lack of true wisdom. In trying to make a net positive contribution I discovered my hand to be empty as I grasp in thin air.

Before you think I am lost in a swamp of cynicism, I would like to refute that vehemently. From a karmic perspective my life is one that taught me much. I have learned my need express from an early age to be seen and valued. I stand surprised how such a need attached it to me. The shackles of Karma was slow to dissolve from my life. I am grateful for the depths I had to traverse to find my way through this life’s maze. I purges from a wizard learning spells to becoming a mage who create spells.

I learned to straighten my back and stand under any burden. I know my trials are far from over but I had been equipped with the tools, discipline and skills to face the tests that stand before me and the threshold I aim to cross. More than ever I have liberation in the cross hair’s of my son.

I finally emerged from the valley of selfhood as I faced my shadows. I comprehend with insight my dark side. For the first time I am more whole than ever in my limited perspective of being. The sun has set and I fear no longer the darkness. Man can no longer hurt me and fate can no longer pour calamity into my lap.

I know this discourse will sound too the uninitiated like madness, the murmuring of inanity. Maybe I do stand on the edge of certainty while staring blankly into a world of disillusionment. It is no loss and I am not ashamed that I reached this stepping stone after a long journey. Life was and is his to me. The masters of the universe guided my steps leading me to where I can be more useful. Whether my destiny is to be useful in this life or just a preparation for a next I don’t know. For now in the mirror of my own miserable state I am more confident than ever that I have a destiny worth pursuing.