Showing posts with label destiny. Show all posts
Showing posts with label destiny. Show all posts

Saturday, July 10, 2021

A Birth ~ Destiny Unfolds...


Touch

a treasure,  be it tender, be it bold
be it magical in a story told 
a gentle grasp around fingers mine
a touch that holds memories of time 
and now in blessings touched be clay
the hand guided by heart’s way
the touch of truth and beauty as one
this the calling of my blessed son
his birth in devotional grace unfolds 
his touch, his vision, each to mold
the fluid beauty of one so delicate and fair
held in clay with soul’s supernal care.

Happy Birthday 
Christopher Angelo Raccioppi 
July 10, 2021

Ever with love,
Mom




Saturday, September 26, 2020

"some are born to sweet delight ... some are born to endless night..."


born we each to be
the call to destiny
beyond the perceived despair
be the grace, be the care
with each breath we to define
the need, the touch of the divine
and so with blessed convictions true
be the fate that calls onto you.
Rose Marie Raccioppi
APOGEE Poet

 "some are born to sweet delight ... some are born to endless night..." ~ William Blake

My eldest son, as a young teenager, introduced me to THE DOORS... yes, instantly an accord was experienced. The poetry, the rhythmic call of the music and the words sung with such depth of feelings, were magnetic.

Jim Morrison ( https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jim_Morrison ) was a poet, one who sought meaning in each encounter, one who wanted to convey what we were to be aware of, responsive to, ever to appreciate cause and effect, ever to know we are the ultimate deciders for the fate of our BEING. Do enjoy: http://hurdgurd.blogspot.com/2011/01/endless-night-of-doors-and-william.html






Wednesday, April 8, 2020

HAUSER - "Live in Zagreb" FULL Classical Concert


Each note brings forth a deliverance.... 
  a deliverance of spirit 
    of love 
      of beauty 
        of truth
         of BEING 
           the song bird song 
             the quiver of grass new 
               the gentle winds 
                 the flower that blooms  
                   the seed that knows its destiny 
                     the pulsating grace of our heart 
                       the glory of the sun 
                         the night
                           blessed with the light of stars 
                             be this heard 
                               be this known by such
                                 resounding splendor 
                                   by this music  
                                     by this music 
                                       in deliverance.


Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York



B E A U T Y...


BEAUTY… 

be it known as the seed that knows its destiny 
     be it the bloom that celebrates its revelation 
          be it the heart that pulsates with grace 
               be it the SOUL that is 
                    our Spirit,  
                         our Omnipresence 
                              our Unity
                                   our Love… 
                                        this onto self, this onto others 
this our BEAUTY conceived   
 in each breath of BEING.

Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York


Sunday, May 21, 2017

As the Sun sets this Sunday... Of BEING...



Of BEING

     Sparks of soul have lit aflame
          Fires of passions unbridled
               Visions of light and enchanted being
                    Sounds of savor sing spirit’s call
                        This moment eternal breath abides
                            The quest in the clutches of grace
                                The knowing in the domain of beauty
                                    The blessings in words of divinity
                                        The freedom as destiny in fulfillment
                                             The feel of BEING 
                                                  Of BEING
                                                       Of BEING
                                                             Of BEING.

                                           

Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York






Wednesday, November 16, 2016

to be FREE...



To Be Free...

be bound not by the blame
be bound not by the pain

you are destined to be free

be bound not by judgments unfair
be bound not by hurtful absence of care

you are destined to be free

be bound not by lies and illusion
be bound not by the misguided conclusion

you are destined to be free

be bound not by what another may do or say
be bound not by cruel games some may play  

you are destined to be free

free to live beauty, truth and a vision clear
free to live faith, and blessings dear

free to live your dreams conceived
free to be the glory perceived

free to live and know God’s embrace
free to hold this in heart’s place

free to live a destiny true
free to live the JOY that in TRUTH is You.

Rose Marie Raccioppi
Founder/Director
APOGEE Paradigm™

Photo Credit: http://www.sevenpillarshouse.org/article/the_broken_chain

Saturday, March 5, 2016

M I T I G A T E ...

And when a therapist is an artist, and also a poet...
healing, and the artistry of the WORD 
call to heart...

M I T I G A T E… mitigate (mitəˌgāt)
verb
•make less severe, serious, or painful
• lessen the gravity of (an offense or mistake)

ORIGIN late Middle English: from Latin mitigat- ‘softened, alleviated,’ from the verb mitigare, from mitis ‘mild.’

And what is called upon? What sounding does this word MITIGATE define? I listened to the student. Pain was real. The desire for change was real. How to mitigate was the question. How is one to ease the feelings brought about by trauma? I looked to each letter of the word for its revealed message. And behold, to MITIGATE … to live beyond the lies of oppression, to awaken to one’s own destiny free of the limiting judgment of others… to BE the comfort of SELF… to know anew...

the Majesty
the I AM
the Truth
the Inspiration
the Glory
the Ascension
the Treasures
the Eternal … within each Breath of BEING…
                             
… knowing how to receive, how to let go, how to give onto SELF.


Each word in revelation brought forward experiences, emotions, realizations. At the close of the session, the affirming power of the word, and its defined calling to the listening soul, brought to heart a release, a liberation, a newly embraced ease, and an awakened vision of change.

YES, behold the power of the WORD.


Rose Marie Raccioppi


Friday, September 16, 2011

Desire... haiku reflections...


desire and passion
pulsing waves of heart and breath
destiny yet calls.


Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York




Desire, Image, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2011.

Friday, February 25, 2011

...this window...This Window of My Mind


this window of my mind
by what light do I see
by what impressions am I moved
by what perceptions am I led
this window of my mind
by what shadows am I reflected
by what doubts am I haunted
by what fears am I consumed
this window of my mind
by what grace am I blessed
by what wisdom am I guided
by what love am I known
this window of my mind
by what destiny am I called
by what purpose am I defined
by what faith am I strengthened
this window of my mind
be there the love of God
be there the gift of children
be there the bounty of nature
this window of my mind
be there gratitude for this gift of life
be there a tomorrow of grace
be there ever the light of PRESENCE.

Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York




Young Peasant Woman with Three Children at the Window, 1840, Oil on canvas,
Neue Pinakothek, Munich, WALDMÜLLER, Fedinand Georg, Austrian, 1793 1865.

Friday, November 27, 2009

Soulful Mind


Strength, direction, harmony
Ever present questing destiny
Healing body, mind, soul
Ever present questing goal
Premonition and knowing wise
Ever present questing prize
Mastery of time and space
Ever present questing grace
One with truth, nature and creation
Ever present questing celebration
Enlightenment and SELF defined
Ever present questing soulful mind.

Rose Marie Raccioppi


Regulus, exhibited 1828, reworked and exhibited 1837,

Oil on canvas, Joseph Mallord William Turner, English, 1775–1851,
Tate, London, Turner Bequest, 1856.e, London, Turner Bequest, 1856.
Photograph Credit
The Metropolitan Museum of Art
www.metmuseum.org


Turner here presents the departure of Marcus Attilius Regulus, the Roman general. Regulus was made Consul for the second time about 256 B.C., and with his colleague, Manlius Vulso, commanded in the first war against Carthage. He was made prisoner, and then sent to Rome by the Carthaginians, with an embassy, to make peace. He bound himself by an oath to return if the terms were rejected. Not believing it noble to advise the abandonment of the war, he, regardless of the entreaties of his family, and even of those of the senate and the people, urged its prosecution. This was eventually decided upon. Regulus returned to Carthage and certain death. As one who refused to purchase life by sacrificing his country or breaking his oath, Turner bestowed a commemoration upon Regulus in this painting.

And so the light, ever present questing soulful mind..

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Sunday, September 27, 2009

Shakespeare Be My Brother

Shakespeare be my brother this very night 
As words free and in frolic take flight 
Words of anguish, fear and pain 
Words of illusion and the inane
Words to claim my longings and desire
Words to breathe these thoughts of fire 
For words within the mind conceived 
Create the world for us perceived 
Recorded in prose, poetry and rhyme 
To give purpose to life's gift of time 
Words to serve intent and pleasure 
Held in journals as one's life treasure 
Words of moments present, moments past 
And within a recorded history cast 
Of all the words I in quest to heed 
Silent utterances of TRUTH and sacred creed. 

Rose Marie Raccioppi 

  "It is not in the stars to hold our destiny but in ourselves." 
William Shakespeare William Shakespeare -
 Invitation Card, Wood engraving on brown paper, 1850, Ford Madox Brown, 1821-1893.


And in reflection: "Know Thyself" Temple of Apollo at Delphi

The more I read Shakespeare, the more I realize that in a poet's heart is ever the search for understanding, beauty and purpose. If we are open to explore the poet's pondering of heart, we will hear the questing echoes of soul.
"All the world's a stage, And all the men and women merely players; They have their exits and their entrances; And one man in his time plays many parts, His acts being seven ages." 

William Shakespeare, As You Like It, Act II, Scene 7, ...published, 1623.

Imagine the engagement of heart, soul, spirit in words of praise, in words of reflection, in words of sacred creed. Imagine "know thyself" a pursuit of love, of faith, of spirit, of GOD. I envision and currently launching, "The APOGEE Players" and The APOGEE Theater of Success." All conflicts, complexities, frustrations, the rants of suppression, anger, guilt, repression, have been recorded by Shakespeare and can be referenced for all needs of the "psyche." Imagine instead of psychotropic medication provide we Shakespearean contemplation!