{"id":1753,"date":"2013-02-26T14:28:40","date_gmt":"2013-02-26T21:28:40","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.patheos.com\/blogs\/wrestlingwithyourself\/?p=1753"},"modified":"2013-02-26T14:28:40","modified_gmt":"2013-02-26T21:28:40","slug":"in-the-knowing","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.patheos.com\/blogs\/wrestlingwithyourself\/2013\/02\/in-the-knowing\/","title":{"rendered":"In The Knowing"},"content":{"rendered":"<!DOCTYPE html PUBLIC \"-\/\/W3C\/\/DTD HTML 4.0 Transitional\/\/EN\" \"http:\/\/www.w3.org\/TR\/REC-html40\/loose.dtd\">\n<html><head><meta http-equiv=\"content-type\" content=\"text\/html; charset=utf-8\"><meta http-equiv=\"content-type\" content=\"text\/html; charset=utf-8\"><\/head><body><p>I appeared on the D-Spot hosted by Kelly Sullivan Walden and she asked me to share this poem. I wrote this poem four months before my daughter was born. This poem came entirely from a dream. I awoke and started writing. Enjoy. It reminds me of our journey home and everything in between.<\/p>\n<p>\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>IN THE KNOWING<\/p>\n<p>By David Matthew Brown<\/p>\n<p>Copyright Material can not be used without Authors consent<\/p>\n<p>\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Closing my eyes<\/p>\n<p>For a restful night\u2019s sleep,<\/p>\n<p>My wife\u2019s body<\/p>\n<p>Cuddled in a s-shape,<\/p>\n<p>Our cats sleep<\/p>\n<p>All around the bed<\/p>\n<p>Nestled in the gaps<\/p>\n<p>Like little heating<\/p>\n<p>Pads of light and fur,<\/p>\n<p>The wind pours through<\/p>\n<p>Our window<\/p>\n<p>Cooling down the unlit<\/p>\n<p>Room<\/p>\n<p>I release my toes<\/p>\n<p>Allowing tension to melt away<\/p>\n<p>My belly softens<\/p>\n<p>While expanding to its fullness<\/p>\n<p>I put my hand on my wife\u2019s hip<\/p>\n<p>One last glance at the clock<\/p>\n<p>That glows back<\/p>\n<p>10:20pm<\/p>\n<p>My hearing left on its<\/p>\n<p>Own<\/p>\n<p>Listens to the wind-<\/p>\n<p>Finally<\/p>\n<p>I go within<\/p>\n<p>And tune into my breath<\/p>\n<p>Oh my sweet my<\/p>\n<p>breath<\/p>\n<p>In<\/p>\n<p>And<\/p>\n<p>Out<\/p>\n<p>I<\/p>\n<p>N<\/p>\n<p>And<\/p>\n<p>O<\/p>\n<p>U<\/p>\n<p>T<\/p>\n<p>IN<\/p>\n<p>A<\/p>\n<p>N<\/p>\n<p>D<\/p>\n<p>O<\/p>\n<p>U<\/p>\n<p>T<\/p>\n<p>Deep sleep<\/p>\n<p>I find my self in a car<\/p>\n<p>Going down a bridge<\/p>\n<p>Gripping the steering wheel<\/p>\n<p>But I am not driving<\/p>\n<p>Fog everywhere<\/p>\n<p>Cars screaming past me<\/p>\n<p>They are moving fast<\/p>\n<p>Now the bridge is moving<\/p>\n<p>Am<\/p>\n<p>I moving?<\/p>\n<p>No it is the bridge<\/p>\n<p>I am looking down-<\/p>\n<p>Then up<\/p>\n<p>To my amazement<\/p>\n<p>I let go of the steering wheel and<\/p>\n<p>The car disappears<\/p>\n<p>Poof<\/p>\n<p>I am flying<\/p>\n<p>This feeling invigorates my pores<\/p>\n<p>My soul<\/p>\n<p>Trust soars throughout me<\/p>\n<p>My dream<\/p>\n<p>I<\/p>\n<p>Am<\/p>\n<p>Free<\/p>\n<p>Alive<\/p>\n<p>Dancing in the sky<\/p>\n<p>Throwing my hands up in celebration<\/p>\n<p>Moving my feet in circles of glee<\/p>\n<p>My breath is dancing with excitement<\/p>\n<p>Like someone in love<\/p>\n<p>I find myself gliding along the ocean<\/p>\n<p>Telling myself<\/p>\n<p>\u201cBoy this feels good!\u201d<\/p>\n<p>And with those words<\/p>\n<p>I fall to the sand below<\/p>\n<p>Skidding, like a water ski along the water<\/p>\n<p>Feeling<\/p>\n<p>The morsels of sand all over my body<\/p>\n<p>I pick my face up out of the grains<\/p>\n<p>To my discovery<\/p>\n<p>To my endless delight<\/p>\n<p>Others are on this beach<\/p>\n<p>My curiosity picks up-<\/p>\n<p>Who are they?<\/p>\n<p>Who am I?<\/p>\n<p>Did they fly here too?<\/p>\n<p>But I am scared to talk<\/p>\n<p>I close my eyes<\/p>\n<p>The sensations in my body feel new,<\/p>\n<p>So I check in with my breath<\/p>\n<p>Feeling<\/p>\n<p>In<\/p>\n<p>And<\/p>\n<p>Out<\/p>\n<p>Just like the waves outside me<\/p>\n<p>Swoosh in<\/p>\n<p>Swoosh out<\/p>\n<p>My breath follows<\/p>\n<p>In hale<\/p>\n<p>Ex hale<\/p>\n<p>Birds chirp<\/p>\n<p>Each one adding a new song<\/p>\n<p>Like natures orchestra<\/p>\n<p>Suddenly<\/p>\n<p>A small hand touches my shoulder<\/p>\n<p>Startled-<\/p>\n<p>I open my eyes<\/p>\n<p>To reveal<\/p>\n<p>A small blue-eyed, red-haired, pale skinned,<\/p>\n<p>Girl<\/p>\n<p>She is laughing<\/p>\n<p>A question arises<\/p>\n<p>Inside of me<\/p>\n<p>Unspoken<\/p>\n<p>Are you the unborn in my life?<\/p>\n<p>The one my wife and I are expecting?<\/p>\n<p>This girl looks familiar<\/p>\n<p>She continues laughing<\/p>\n<p>I ask, \u201dWhat are you laughing at?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>She says, \u201c You\u201d.<\/p>\n<p>She responds, \u201cYou are so serious.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>And sticks her tongue out mocking me<\/p>\n<p>\u201cI am meditating!\u201d trying to stand up for myself,<\/p>\n<p>\u201cOkay, on what?\u201d she smiles devilishly,<\/p>\n<p>I respond with a token answer, \u201cPeace, love, joy.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cYes\u201d<\/p>\n<p>I stutter<\/p>\n<p>She responds with a wicked knowing, \u201cYou are already that.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>I explain, \u201cI have these problems\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cWhat problems?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cWell we are expecting and we need a home, money, you<\/p>\n<p>know having a child\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n<p>She laughs<\/p>\n<p>\u201cThis\u201d as she opens her arms<\/p>\n<p>\u2026Is a dream\u201d-<\/p>\n<p>She laughs<\/p>\n<p>I respond cautiously, \u201cRight\u201d.<\/p>\n<p>She extends her hand,<\/p>\n<p>\u201cMy name is Julia!\u201d<\/p>\n<p>It means what ever I want it to mean-<\/p>\n<p>Insecurely, \u201cI am David.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>She laughs,<\/p>\n<p>\u201cLike the king,<\/p>\n<p>Remember,<\/p>\n<p>A young king named David<\/p>\n<p>Whirled a rock in a sling<\/p>\n<p>Taking down a giant<\/p>\n<p>Named Goliath.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>I acknowledge the reference,<\/p>\n<p>\u201cDavid and Goliath\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Julia dances in place-<\/p>\n<p>\u201cLets play!\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cSure\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cClose your eyes, go on close them,<\/p>\n<p>Focus on your heart<\/p>\n<p>And lungs<\/p>\n<p>And<\/p>\n<p>Breathe<\/p>\n<p>I<\/p>\n<p>N<\/p>\n<p>And<\/p>\n<p>Out<\/p>\n<p>In<\/p>\n<p>And<\/p>\n<p>O<\/p>\n<p>U<\/p>\n<p>T<\/p>\n<p>Slowly<\/p>\n<p>In and out<\/p>\n<p>Now<\/p>\n<p>Remember a time<\/p>\n<p>That problem didn\u2019t exist<\/p>\n<p>Just<\/p>\n<p>Remember<\/p>\n<p>Feel what<\/p>\n<p>That feels<\/p>\n<p>Like<\/p>\n<p>This is your dream<\/p>\n<p>Know you have a choice<\/p>\n<p>Nervous laughter<\/p>\n<p>Listen to your breath<\/p>\n<p>In and out<\/p>\n<p>In and out<\/p>\n<p>And now<\/p>\n<p>The oceans breathe<\/p>\n<p>Swoosh<\/p>\n<p>Swoosh<\/p>\n<p>Allow it to speak to you<\/p>\n<p>Say nothing back<\/p>\n<p>Remember your thoughts<\/p>\n<p>Are distracting you<\/p>\n<p>From going deeper<\/p>\n<p>Here we only deal in truth<\/p>\n<p>Supreme intelligence is the truth<\/p>\n<p>In and out<\/p>\n<p>Swoosh<\/p>\n<p>Swoosh<\/p>\n<p>Just remember<\/p>\n<p>You are the ocean<\/p>\n<p>The birds<\/p>\n<p>The sand<\/p>\n<p>Me<\/p>\n<p>The sky<\/p>\n<p>The atmosphere<\/p>\n<p>Your breath is you<\/p>\n<p>Allow it to take over<\/p>\n<p>As you breath<\/p>\n<p>Know-<\/p>\n<p>Know with every breath<\/p>\n<p>You are spirit<\/p>\n<p>Light<\/p>\n<p>All in all<\/p>\n<p>Now listen to the ocean<\/p>\n<p>What does it tell you?<\/p>\n<p>Swoosh<\/p>\n<p>S<\/p>\n<p>W<\/p>\n<p>O<\/p>\n<p>O<\/p>\n<p>S<\/p>\n<p>H<\/p>\n<p>Julia\u2019s voice suddenly disappeared<\/p>\n<p>I was deep in oneness<\/p>\n<p>I was the ocean<\/p>\n<p>It was all around me and through me<\/p>\n<p>It was magical<\/p>\n<p>And glorious<\/p>\n<p>Beautiful and alive<\/p>\n<p>Sublime<\/p>\n<p>Colors of the rainbow shot from me<\/p>\n<p>Mesmerizing<\/p>\n<p>Delightful<\/p>\n<p>I felt like I found home<\/p>\n<p>Truth<\/p>\n<p>This is the part that<\/p>\n<p>Hasn\u2019t been hurt or harmed<\/p>\n<p>I was in the atmosphere dancing<\/p>\n<p>A voice appeared<\/p>\n<p>Different from Julia\u2019s<\/p>\n<p>Earthy<\/p>\n<p>Powerful<\/p>\n<p>\u201cYou are it<\/p>\n<p>Itself<\/p>\n<p>All ever-present light-<\/p>\n<p>Awake my son\u201d<\/p>\n<p>My breath felt like<\/p>\n<p>The deep ocean<\/p>\n<p>I went back to it<\/p>\n<p>In<\/p>\n<p>And<\/p>\n<p>Out<\/p>\n<p>I opened my eyes<\/p>\n<p>Discovering Julia<\/p>\n<p>Sitting cross-legged<\/p>\n<p>In tall green grass<\/p>\n<p>Among the valley<\/p>\n<p>Filled with tulips,<\/p>\n<p>In all different colors- yellow, blue, orange,<\/p>\n<p>Roses that were deep red, white, purple,<\/p>\n<p>Stargazers<\/p>\n<p>The smell of nectar filled the air<\/p>\n<p>Honey dripped from the trees<\/p>\n<p>\u201cWhere am I?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cAppearance is never what it seems\u201d<\/p>\n<p>She pointed to the air<\/p>\n<p>Revealing a planet<\/p>\n<p>In the distance-<\/p>\n<p>\u201cMother earth they call it.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>It was on fire,<\/p>\n<p>Smoking,<\/p>\n<p>Burning up,<\/p>\n<p>Crying,<\/p>\n<p>I could hear it scream in pain<\/p>\n<p>Like the moments in my life<\/p>\n<p>Her soothing voice changed,<\/p>\n<p>\u201cHow could you do this? This is what happens when you<\/p>\n<p>focus on your thoughts? You are stuck in how things look,<\/p>\n<p>how they appear in physical form. That is not the truth.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cMe?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cYes, you have been so selfish!\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cMe, what about everyone else?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cJust like a human, pass blame, seeing what you want to see-<\/p>\n<p>Don\u2019t you see-<\/p>\n<p>Don\u2019t you see-<\/p>\n<p>You are everyone-<\/p>\n<p>And everyone is you<\/p>\n<p>Stop being foolish-<\/p>\n<p>Proclaiming God gave you this place to destroy-<\/p>\n<p>It loves you.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>I stood there frozen<\/p>\n<p>In disbelief<\/p>\n<p>A chill ran down my spine<\/p>\n<p>\u201cWhat have I done?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Thoughts poured through my mind<\/p>\n<p>Being stuck in my petty problems<\/p>\n<p>I neglected who I am-<\/p>\n<p>She said,<\/p>\n<p>\u201cBy changing yourself<\/p>\n<p>You change the world<\/p>\n<p>Stop blaming the world\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n<p>A huge weight of pain filled my body,<\/p>\n<p>Tears flooded my eyes,<\/p>\n<p>\u201cSee what blame does-<\/p>\n<p>It takes it off of you<\/p>\n<p>And gives it back to you<\/p>\n<p>But six times worse<\/p>\n<p>You are so distracted<\/p>\n<p>You fail to see<\/p>\n<p>All that you are.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>My breath began to speed up<\/p>\n<p>Julia walked over to me<\/p>\n<p>Putting her hand on my<\/p>\n<p>Heart<\/p>\n<p>Gently she said,<\/p>\n<p>\u201cShhhhh\u201d<\/p>\n<p>That reminded me of the ocean,<\/p>\n<p>That sound<\/p>\n<p>\u201cSwoosh\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Julia repeated,<\/p>\n<p>\u201cShhhhhh\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Then I heard,<\/p>\n<p>\u201cSwoosh\u201d<\/p>\n<p>She softly spoke,<\/p>\n<p>\u201cSome dreams are nightmares,<\/p>\n<p>Most people<\/p>\n<p>Don\u2019t feel enough<\/p>\n<p>They truly believe they are not enough<\/p>\n<p>That is a nightmare<\/p>\n<p>Do you see-<\/p>\n<p>I am you<\/p>\n<p>You are me-<\/p>\n<p>Life is all<\/p>\n<p>It is here for you<\/p>\n<p>Stay in truth<\/p>\n<p>Know there is a divine plan<\/p>\n<p>This universe knows what to do-<\/p>\n<p>You are not breathing-<\/p>\n<p>Something is breathing you-<\/p>\n<p>But what?<\/p>\n<p>Breathe\u201d.<\/p>\n<p>This time I had to trust in my breath<\/p>\n<p>I had to let go of controlling my breath<\/p>\n<p>Who am I trying to control?<\/p>\n<p>What am I resisting?<\/p>\n<p>Life.<\/p>\n<p>Julia said softly, \u201cThe kingdom and the power and the glory is<\/p>\n<p>yours, now and forever and ever, Amen\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Look what is happening.<\/p>\n<p>Julia continued,<\/p>\n<p>\u201cThere are people changing themselves,<\/p>\n<p>Not for them,<\/p>\n<p>But for the world,<\/p>\n<p>Stop feeling powerless,<\/p>\n<p>Stop feeling unworthy of who you are.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>My eyes closed<\/p>\n<p>I began to breath<\/p>\n<p>In<\/p>\n<p>And<\/p>\n<p>Out<\/p>\n<p>Suddenly I felt my butt warming up<\/p>\n<p>I jumped up<\/p>\n<p>And danced around<\/p>\n<p>That is hot<\/p>\n<p>I looked around<\/p>\n<p>And found myself in the desert<\/p>\n<p>Julia stood there waiting<\/p>\n<p>She looked up<\/p>\n<p>\u201cSee how vast<\/p>\n<p>We are and yet how small<\/p>\n<p>Your pettiness is\u2026<\/p>\n<p>She pointed up<\/p>\n<p>I looked<\/p>\n<p>There sat mother earth<\/p>\n<p>Green, glorious, alive<\/p>\n<p>I said,<\/p>\n<p>\u201cWhat happened?\u2019<\/p>\n<p>Julia said,<\/p>\n<p>\u201cYou!\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cWhy am I in the desert?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cFor all beginnings<\/p>\n<p>Start here, in nothingness,<\/p>\n<p>The desert<\/p>\n<p>I must leave you<\/p>\n<p>I will see you soon.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cHow do I get out?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Start that way-<\/p>\n<p>And so I began<\/p>\n<p>Walking alone in the desert<\/p>\n<p>Pondering this vast energy<\/p>\n<p>My connection<\/p>\n<p>On this path seemed to<\/p>\n<p>Go longer than I could imagine<\/p>\n<p>My mouth was dry<\/p>\n<p>And my eyes burned<\/p>\n<p>Every breath was like fire in my lungs<\/p>\n<p>Looking off to the distance<\/p>\n<p>I saw a door marked<\/p>\n<p>\u201cExit\u201d<\/p>\n<p>So I entered,<\/p>\n<p>It was like a fun house inside<\/p>\n<p>Everywhere I went I<\/p>\n<p>Saw me<\/p>\n<p>Mirrors and more mirrors<\/p>\n<p>Hundreds of me<\/p>\n<p>I couldn\u2019t find the door to leave<\/p>\n<p>There I was in different disguises<\/p>\n<p>Outfits<\/p>\n<p>Dresses, pants, beards,<\/p>\n<p>And so on\u2026<\/p>\n<p>It was driving me crazy<\/p>\n<p>Hours and hours of looking at myself<\/p>\n<p>And staring at me<\/p>\n<p>Me<\/p>\n<p>Me<\/p>\n<p>And more me<\/p>\n<p>But each appearance showing not just me the masks<\/p>\n<p>Of everyone in my life and everyone I have ever met<\/p>\n<p>Oh my God<\/p>\n<p>Let me go!<\/p>\n<p>Help me-<\/p>\n<p>Laughter is everywhere<\/p>\n<p>And suddenly a film of my life started showing<\/p>\n<p>Just like the thoughts that talk to me all day long<\/p>\n<p>It was driving me crazy<\/p>\n<p>I can\u2019t find my breath<\/p>\n<p>Asthma kicks in and my old doctor<\/p>\n<p>Is trying to put a needle in my heart so I run and<\/p>\n<p>I see me playing sports,<\/p>\n<p>Being teased,<\/p>\n<p>In fights,<\/p>\n<p>Struggling,<\/p>\n<p>Alone,<\/p>\n<p>Fears,<\/p>\n<p>I find myself screaming in pain-<\/p>\n<p>A voice sounding like Julia\u2019s \u2013<\/p>\n<p>\u201cListen to my voice\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cJulia I can\u2019t take this\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cYou have a choice\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cHelp me\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cHelp yourself\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cI AM SCARED OF THE UNKNOWN\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cWhy, you are a king!\u201d<\/p>\n<p>I take a deep breath<\/p>\n<p>Looking myself in the eyes-<\/p>\n<p>I just start forgiving myself<\/p>\n<p>One character at a time-<\/p>\n<p>And when they would fall to dust another would appear<\/p>\n<p>Endlessly forgiving,<\/p>\n<p>Until finally there was one<\/p>\n<p>Everything was silent<\/p>\n<p>And I looked at myself<\/p>\n<p>Now older and cried<\/p>\n<p>Realizing all the stuff I had to let go<\/p>\n<p>And I said,<\/p>\n<p>\u201cI forgive you.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Nothing,<\/p>\n<p>I just stood there looking at myself,<\/p>\n<p>\u201cDavid I forgive you<\/p>\n<p>Go forth and be king!\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Silence<\/p>\n<p>I began to here classical music,<\/p>\n<p>It sounded like a radio.<\/p>\n<p>Julia laughed and yelled from a distance-<\/p>\n<p>\u201cYou have a choice\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cYes I know\u201d<\/p>\n<p>I felt light as a feather,<\/p>\n<p>I turned over and recognized my beautiful wife,<\/p>\n<p>Her eyes are so radiant and kind-<\/p>\n<p>Still half a sleep I heard,<\/p>\n<p>\u201cWhat do you choose?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>I said to myself quietly,<\/p>\n<p>\u201cTo be king.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>I gently kissed my wife\u2019s soft lips,<\/p>\n<p>Knowing nothing would be the same,<\/p>\n<p>Knowing I would never go back,<\/p>\n<p>Knowing I would be king.<\/p>\n<p>I AM.<\/p>\n<p>Silence<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/wp-media.patheos.com\/blogs\/sites\/221\/2013\/02\/IMG_0971.jpg\" class=\" decorated-link\" target=\"_blank\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignleft size-full wp-image-1754\" title=\"IMG_0971\" src=\"https:\/\/wp-media.patheos.com\/blogs\/sites\/221\/2013\/02\/IMG_0971.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"213\" height=\"320\"><\/a>David Matthew Brown, is a contributor to Patheos. He is a inspiring speaker, author of, \u201cThe Book Of Light: The Heart Opening\u201d, and sees clients one on one as a Practitioner of Joy.\u00a0 David delights in the light of the presence. He encourages others in sessions, and guides people back to their innate joy.\u00a0 To set up a session with David, email him: semjase64@gmail.com<\/p>\n<\/body><\/html>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I appeared on the D-Spot hosted by Kelly Sullivan Walden and she asked me to share this poem. I wrote this poem four months before my daughter was born. This poem came entirely from a dream. I awoke and started writing. Enjoy. 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