The Eternal ~ The Initiation ~ Spellbound...

 

The Eternal ~ The Initiation

The fascination with the deep telling of words has held constant since 7 years of age. It was at this time that 'Spelling Bees' were part of a school day. I vowed to be a perfect, 'speller.' To respect ever letter, be it voiced, be it silent, be it a vowel, be it a consonant. As a young poet, and with the maturity of the years, WORDS, by way of their letters, their configurations, their sounding frequencies... bring forth a collective call, and so, as I look to the vowels, the spirit, the breath of the word, EXPERIENCE... behold I the reoccurring E - the Eternal, and the I - the Initiation... and spellbound I BE by the eternal, by the initiation of light, life and BEING.

Within folds of slumber by the light of evening stars
Take I the celestial chariot to vistas afar
Galaxies of splendor and wondrous array
Where day is night and night is day
Timeless motion of flight there be
Above the pulsing waves of the celestial sea
By stellar winds to the light of PRESENCE be told
This a vision of eternity in grace ever to behold.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

WORDS in Revelation

APOGEE Poet

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York

in blessings of the eternal, the initiation,

as each moment, each day unfolds.

Image: http://apod.nasa.gov/apod/ap121118.html

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Eternal be the light…

 

shadows of dark, quelled they be

by the glistening moonlight upon the sea

by the stars in their twinkling light on high

by the rising sun in the dawning sky

sun, moon, stars, in vistas above

eternal be the light, the light of God's love.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York

Rising Sun, Photo, PFR, Collectible Clicks, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2009.

Ever Constant...

Ever Constant...

Touched be our pulsing hearts
For the years from which we depart
Yet memories hold ever constant, ever true
For known onto self be the timeless you
Each movement holds to our first step taken
In spirit we are ever embraced, not forsaken
God we know sees us as a child beyond time
Ever in birth new in blessings of the divine
Held we are in the womb of creation in PRAISE
Blessed be the way, THE WAY, of our days
The guide for self and the care you give
Is the gift of breath and BEING we come to live
So as you take gently my reaching hand
Feel I the WORD of GOD in loving command
And when the doors open to the heavens above 
Know it is the eternal, the eternal womb of love.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York

Drawing: Womb: Leonardo da Vinci.

Simply KNOW...

Simply KNOW...

Know you are emergent and eternal

Ever to be responsive to change and challenge

Know there is within and without an unconditional love

This be the warmth of the sun

The light of the moon

The sparkle of the stars

The rains in libation sweet

The tides that ebb and flow

Know that LOVE is its own alchemy 

Ever giving rise to a golden dawn 

Live as SELF, as ONE

With the accord

The understanding 

The reverence for life

Emergent and eternal...

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Founder/Director

APOGEE Paradigm™

P A U S E ...

      

A deeper breath ... a meditative moment ... sweet silence ... an embracing PAUSE... and the calling of

                                Passion
                                          Ascension
                                                        Unity
                                                               Soul
                                                                     Eternal ... be heard...

gone the echoes and laments of days past

anew BE this mind, this heart, within soul cast
a child of the universe and Creation's grace
ever evolving within the depths of soul's place
confront and resolve be the calling command
within this faith held is libation's hand
nature's knowing and guidance true
life in new splendor brought on to you
shackled no more for I am free as the wind
silent no more for I am the thunderous storm
despairing no more for I am the dawning day
thirsty no more for I am lakes and rivers clear
lost no more for I am each guiding star
confined no more for I am vistas wide and far
hungry no more for I am bounty and harvest divine
this the awakened faith mine
the awakened
the awakened
the awakened faith mine. 

Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York

Awakened Faith, APOGEE Vibrational Art, www.thesoundinglight.blogspot.com 

©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2014.

A D R E A M ... climbing mountains, tending fields, harvesting, riding the river... and a voice proclaims...

A   D R E A M ... climbing mountains, tending fields, harvesting,

 riding the river... and a voice proclaims...

YES, you are a child of the mountains

Of the fields, farms and rivers

Of the sun, moon and stars

You are the voice of the winds

The delight of a budding flower

The flight of the eagle

The delicate soaring of the butterfly

YES, you are all color all light

You are the sound in PRAISE

You are the pen in expression

You are the brush strokes in creation

You A R E ... Aspiration ~ Revelation ~ Eternal.

and then the awakening... the BEING.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York

Sweet Surrender, APOGEE Vibrational Art, www.thesoundinglight.blogspot.com

SECRET BE... Birth Eternal..

 

the Spirit

the Eternal
the Creation
the Resolve
the Evolution
the Truth...........................................

Haiku in Reflection

considerations

beyond measure and reason

TRUTH and GOD be known.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York

Blaise Pascal, musée du Louvre, Augustin Pajou, French, 1730-1809.
Blaise Pascal (1623–1662) studying the cycloid,
engraved on the tablet he is holding in his left hand;
the scattered papers at his feet are his Pensées,
the open book his Lettres provinciales.
Exhibited at the Salon of 1785; the plaster model was exhibited at the Salon of 1781.

Blaise Pascal, 1623-1662
so wrote:

"Nothing gives rest but the sincere search for truth."

"It is the heart which perceives God and not the reason.
That is what faith is: God perceived by the heart, not by the reason."

"It is incomprehensible that God should exist,
and it is incomprehensible that he should not exist."

"For after all what is man in nature?
A nothing in relation to infinity,
all in relation to nothing,
a central point between nothing
and all and infinitely
far from understanding either.
The ends of things and their beginnings are
impregnably concealed from him
in an impenetrable secret.
He is equally incapable of seeing the nothingness
out of which he was drawn
and the infinite in which he is engulfed."

for more detailed information of Blaise Pascal
Telling The Stories That Matter:
Blaise Pascal, Scientist, Follower of Truth
http://www.ttstm.com/2008/08/august-19-blaise-pascal-scientist.html

Blaise Pascal, Scientist, Follower of Truth

"Blaise Pascal had a very keen mind and a tendency to apply it freely and easily to the thoughts and concerns of his day. He was born in provincial France but his mother died when he was only three years old. Consequently, his father raised him and his two sisters alone. They were taken care of but they lacked their mother and would spend many long hours yearning for her presence. Further, though they were Roman Catholic by birth and self-description their faith can best be described as nominal and insincere.Blaise found consolation, adventure, and release in mathematics. He was comfortable in the ivory tower of academia. He applied himself fully to his studies and was soon noted for his astounding brilliance and was acclaimed as a child prodigy.

He was already publishing mathematical studies and proofs as a teenager. It cannot be denied, even for a second, that Blaise was a brilliant man with a mind fit for precise calculation and consideration. He expanded the disciplines of geometry by leaps and bounds, pioneered new patterns and theories in probability, laid the groundwork for the disciplines of calculus and economics, added to knowledge about fluid dynamics, clarified thoughts concerning pressure and vacuums, helped construct a mechanical calculator, and provided other advancements to knowledge in applied sciences and mathematics. Neither his academic rigor nor his value to modern science and mathematics can be dismissed. And, yet, he found himself unfulfilled and unsatisfied by these pursuits. So--he turned to philosophy and theology hoping to find meaning.

Blaise wrote, "Nothing gives rest but the sincere search for truth." In writing this, he engaged in confession and autobiography. For Blaise, there was no rest unless it was found in truth and knowledge. He had been so trained to chase after truth that it permeated his every thought and action. Though this sounds like a good argument for ignorance, Blaise had the awareness to identify this human drive for truth. It wasn't simply a personal preoccupation he was naming, it was an innate restlessness common to all people living in a world of shadows searching for something of substance.

Blaise's much hallowed reason was justifiably dear to him but his philosophical and theological explorations led him to a place where he could see its limitations. Blaise never came to a place where he dismissed reason--as it was a valuable and important tool worthy of respect an appreciation by all--but he did, eventually, arrive at an understanding of reason rightly known--a tool (and a fallible one at that). So, even though reason was to be used continuously to analyze and consider the events and circumstances of the world, it was to be understood to be as weak as the wielder of it--in other words, reason and science aren't the problem, misuse of them is. 

For Blaise, reason was unfit for the ultimate pursuit of truth because truth was more than "the case that is" or some long list of propositions but, rather, it was a person(John 14:6). Blaise writes, "It is the heart which perceives God and not the reason. That is what faith is: God perceived by the heart, not by the reason." Further, he deduced: "It is incomprehensible that God should exist, and it is incomprehensible that he should not exist." For Blaise, reason was an incomplete tool by itself and required right use to be effective. When he attempted to fill the hole he felt, he found that reason and rationality could not persuade and were, in fact, as weak as his will to use them. 

He concluded: "For after all what is man in nature? A nothing in relation to infinity, all in relation to nothing, a central point between nothing and all and infinitely far from understanding either. The ends of things and their beginnings are impregnably concealed from him in an impenetrable secret. He is equally incapable of seeing the nothingness out of which he was drawn and the infinite in which he is engulfed." This was not because he doubted reason and science but because he doubted the ability of the part of the system to understand the whole that formed it--he doubted the ability of the creation to comprehend the creator. Blaise had found the right place and limitations of not only reason but, also, himself and everybody else.

Ultimately, for Blaise, truth was found in earnest seeking after God. He experienced numerous mystical events including a healing of a woman with fistula lacrymalis and a mystical vision. It was in these moments of mystical truth that Blaise found comfort--not in his moments of great academic achievement. For a man to whom astounding intellect was a foregone conclusion, it is notable that he found his greatest satisfaction and fulfillment in the pursuit of an elusive mystery like love of enemies and redemption of broken people and sinners. It was not cold rationality that brought about Blaise's conversion to truth but, rather, the hallowed pursuit of the one who is Truth. In the end, Blaise contributed again and again to theology and philosophy and died as a Christian committed to following The Truth. He died a Christian and found the rest in the Truth that he had been seeking all those years."

Passage Credit: http://www.ttstm.com/2008/08/august-19-blaise-pascal-scientist.html

Sounding Waves

sounding waves cresting in my mind
thunderous be these waters and moving tides
winds echo the whispers of each yesterday
beckon they to this restless heart
call they to this questing soul
flow, crest, bathe these wounds of time past
within this breath of ebb and flow be it shown
the flow of life and spirit eternal known.

Rose Marie Raccioppi



a haiku reflection

winds winds winds of change
in bondage to mill and sail
toil and spirit's call.

Regatta Beating to Windward, oil on canvas, 1828, Joseph Mallord William Turner, 1775-1851.

This Breathing Life

warming sun, waxing moon, stars and tides eternal be
wondrous light, cresting flow, soul's destiny loving and free
embracing arms, a reaching, a holding hand
the touch of love known in heart's command
this heart, this soul, this breathing life mine
blessed be these gifts of eternal love divine.

Rose Marie Raccioppi


This Breathing Life, Image, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2011.

Raphael

Haiku

soul of the artist
create in eternal quest
line, form and beauty.

Rose Marie Raccioppi


Heads and hands of the Apostles, Black chalk, c.1514, Raphael (Raffaello Sanzio), Italian High Renaissance Painter, 1483-1520.

A Haiku Reflection ~ Firmament

blessings and splendor
this celestial sea of grace
a light eternal.

Rose Marie Raccioppi
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To view on You Tube
YouTube - Firmament
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F6QlIBV1Drg

Featuring original art, poetry by Rose Marie Raccioppi
and Claude Debussy, Reverie for Cello performed by Julian Lloyd Webber
and the Royal Philharmonic Orchestra conducted by James Judd.
Claude Debussy, Reverie, 1890, French composer, 1862-1918.

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YES

This very moment...

Yield to the Eternal Spirit
Y
E
S
To the questing soul
To the knowing heart
To the calling purpose
Yield
Eternal be your Being
Spirit ever Divine.


Rose Marie Raccioppi

This YES is a wall hung sculpture that greets my students upon entry to the APOGEE studio.
It is a commissioned piece that glorifies our gift of choice.


YES, Sculpture, CAR, Collectible Clicks, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2010.



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So Brief

So brief and yet eternal
The sun that rises and sets
The tides that ebb and flow
The sands that shift
The moon that waxes and wanes
The winds across the sea
The life that once was
So brief and yet eternal.

Rose Marie Raccioppi



Fishermen at Sea, Oil on canvas, Exhibited 1796, Joseph Mallord William Turner, British, 1775-1851, ©Tate, London National Gallery of Art.

Upon My Paper

Warming sun and soft winds upon my face
The sky above in eternal splendor and infinite grace
Hues of primrose enfold luminous waves of light
Strokes of color lambent upon my paper fill the night.

Rose Marie Raccioppi


Winds of Summer, Watercolor, 2003, Rose Marie Raccioppi, http://www.apogeeart.com


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