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Through The Looking Glass

Steve Rowe

Through The Looking Glass….After the seminar todayWhen I was in the Dojo on my ownIn my wheelchairI saw myself in the mirrorOld, crippledIt wasn’t meNot who I amIt was like I was deadOut of my bodyMy reflection was like a photographOf me when I was aliveMy family sayingThat was my dad, granddadI could see my fatherMy grandfatherMy family line back to the beginningI was the one with no war medalsBut still had all the scarsAnd the missing limbI sat frozenMesmerisedLike looking into the futureThrough the looking glassA life full of a different kind of warsEating me upBit by bitPhysicallyEmotionallyMentallySpirituallySurviving them … Continue reading Through The Looking Glass

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The Forgotten Generation

Steve Rowe

Growing Old… You walk through the doorThe place is emptyNo human to greet youNo tail wagging dogsNo purring catAll goneOnly you leftWaiting for god. Body that would fail an MOTMind that can’t remember what you had for dinnerA legal pharmacy an addict would envyCold seeps into your bonesPIP scrutiny worse than the SSA derisible pensionA society that thinks pensioners are richEndless NHS vaccination textsBut impossible to find an empathic GPYou get 10 mins and only 1 problemTalked over and a prescription Everyone’s busyYou can only watch the world go byWhilst being invisibleYour past is a backstoryYour present is emptyThere is … Continue reading The Forgotten Generation

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The Unseen Problem

Steve Rowe

Men’s Mental HealthThe Unseen ProblemThe cause of the deep depressionA burning anger in the chestIt leads to sickness and not wanting to be hereExit is them giving up on lifeStopping life saving medicationNot reporting a potential life taking illnessThese don’t show up in statisticsSo no one recognises the problemMany older men suffer with thisThey were the ‘rock’That everyone depended onBut that time has passedIf they speak out they will only make matters worseExacerbate other people’s problemsNo one wants to hear themTo speak is to make others defensiveTo destroy the societal equilibriumThey feel like a silent wraith in a crowdNo one … Continue reading The Unseen Problem

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What Are Immortals?

Steve Rowe

What Are Immortals?Immortals are not humans that live forever.They are humans that have discovered their consciousness.They are ‘stream enterers’.Immersed in universal consciousness.Knowing what they were before they were born.What they will still be after ‘death’.What gives their body life.What is looking out of their eyes.Listening through their ears.Smelling through their nose.Tasting with their tongue.Understanding that they are an aperture.Through which the universe experiences itself.From a sea of consciousness.That has no beginning or end.From which everything rises and falls like waves.Where the shape changes but not the form.We are all immortal.If only we knew it. Continue reading What Are Immortals?

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Tai Chi Does Me

Steve Rowe

My morning training sessionI think I’ll work on this or thatThe moment I drop into ‘the zone’Everything changesTai Chi does meInsight and wisdom arisesWay beyond what normal me could think ofIt’s wordless, full of understandingsThat would be impossible to describeI’m in awe of what comes throughThis morning it showed me the yinHow all the yang outward techniquesHad had an inward yin expressionStrikes gouges and pushes outwardHad strangles, chokes, throws and pulls on the insideBoth could co-exist at the same timeAnd be trained at the same timeLike in the yin/yang symbolWhile one was being expressedThe potential for the other always existedHow … Continue reading Tai Chi Does Me

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How Often Do You Die?

Steve Rowe

How many times do you die?Every time you exhale it’s a deathEvery time you inhale it’s a lifeEvery time you fall asleepIt’s a deathEvery time you wake upIt’s a lifeEvery time you’re mindlessIt’s a deathEvery time you’re mindfulIt’s a lifeEvery time you dieIt’s a deathEvery time you’re bornIt’s a life Live simplyStay close to natureMeditate deeplyBe gentle and kindSpeak truthListen to your heartBe competentHelp othersHave a soft frontAnd a strong backBy Steve Rowe Continue reading How Often Do You Die?

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The Warrior’s Time

Steve Rowe

The ancient warrior stood on the hillOverlooking his villageThe cold ate into his bonesIt permeated every injuryReminding him of every battleEvery widow he’d madeEvery child rendered fatherlessAnd he knew it was his time. He recognised the look every dog hadWhen it could barely stand or walkAsking him to take its bodyNow he could barely stand or walkFrom leader to barely seenFrom influencer to ridiculedSo much experience he could pass onBut younger ears are deafThey tell himHe doesn’t understandThe world’s not like it anymore. And yet generation after generationKeep making the same mistakesThose that can see itAre considered dementedAnd don’t understand … Continue reading The Warrior’s Time

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The Black Hole

Steve Rowe

There’s a yawning black hole where his heart used to be.It reaches down into infinity.It’s like another dimension reaching up.Telling him that this illusion is only one of millions.His body is of little consequence.He is drawn into this life’s movie.The character he plays is merely for experience.Sadness, depression, guilt, anxiety and addiction teach him lessons.In fact far more than the balancing joy and happiness which only offers temporary relief.The yawning hole permanently aches, it’s an elevator that only goes down to bring the demons up.It can’t be fixed, it’s there for the duration.The bigger the challenges, the more he grows.The … Continue reading The Black Hole

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Open A Portal

Steve Rowe

Our life is chasing one thing but always empowering its opposite.We can’t have one without the other.This is the way of the universe.We call it karma, action creates reaction.We chase happiness and in doing so empower sadness.The more happiness we chase, the more sadness is always on its back.We only know happiness exists because we have sadness to compare it to.Otherwise how would we know we were happy?We can only be rich by making others poor.We only know one by knowing the other.We don’t really want happiness, it’s a drug.We want peace.How do we get peace?Through balance.Recognise the effect one … Continue reading Open A Portal