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Jewel has been teacing at the Yoga Studio since its beginning in 2007.
This corner has been created so that Jewel will have a place to joyfully display
her many talents and expressions.
Deepest gratitude to Jewel.
POLARITIES in my LIFE
I have more technology which should save TIME...
*but I never have TIME...
I am often very frustrated because I can’t understand how to use technology,
I have a bigger house than my parents...
*but less children and Grandchildren that are truly great gifts of joy...these rooms are empty of life.
I have worked hard to own a house...
*but I could easily live here in isolation and never meet my neighbors...when I traveled to China I saw people living out into the streets dancing and singing...
My house is filled with materials I often buy more and more...
*but I am always searching for small lost items my possessions never seem to lead to happiness, sometimes it seems to be a huge responsibility to care for all these items.
My family used to live on hundreds of acres of farmland...being at one with nature...
*but my generation can shop at a grocery store and never see the human connection to the soil.
My children attend dinner with me and constantly check their phones for messages or the state of the world or texting their friends or...
*Sometimes I feel I am lost in a time warp and can’t catch up to the NEW WORLD
I am a WOMAN of 2012 and I LOVE YOGA...but Yoga is an ancient practice why do I need this practice of unionizing body, mind and spirit...
*Although Yoga is a 5,000 year old tradition I wonder if a human body, mind and spirit has truly changed much...I wonder?
Much LOVE and LIGHT and BLESSINGS,
INVOCATION OF A GRANDMOTHER
By Jewel Spooner (January 1, 2012)
IF I COULD CALL YOU FROM STARRY SKY BLUE,
I WILL SEND YOU A BOAT MADE OF STARDUST,
IN A SHIMMERING GLEAM CROSS THE RIVERS AND STREAMS,
LET MY CALL FILL THE SAIL OF YOUR DREAMS.
I WILL ROCK YOU IN LOVE, HOLD YOUR SWEET HAND,
TELL YOU THE STORIES OF GRANDMAS’ DAYS,
ROCK YOU IN RHYME IN A CRADLE OF MINE,
LOVING MY GRANDCHILD DIVINE.
IF I COULD SOW ROSES in TREES GROWING LIGHT,
BRANCHES WOULD BLOOM INTO LOVE BIRDS,
DANCING IN JOY IN A SONG ABOUT THEE,
A NEW PETAL IN OUR FAMILY TREE.
IF I COULD PASS YOU a TRUE FLICK of a FLAME,
FROM A FOREST OF REVERENCE AND SEA SHINE,
I WOULD TELL ALL THE WORLD OF THE BEAUTY I KNOW,
YOUR a CANDLE WITH HEART ALL AGLOW.
SONG of SHAVASANA
By Jewel Spooner (January 2012)
LET ME REST IN PINE AND BOUGH
CRADLE ME IN FOREST DEEP
WRAP MY CLAY IN LIGHT ANEW
WAKE ME FROM MY LONELY SLEEP
LIGHT MY WAY
TO BE FREE
CHILD OF LOVE, CHILD OF SEA
I WILL RAIN MY LIFE TO THEE
IN A CIRCLE OF ETERNITY.
Lead me to my SOUL and STAR
I will SEE through Mother's hand
From behind the eyes have glow
He will see ME I will know.
SOLSTICE SHIMMERING DREAMING
by Jewel Spooner (December 16, 2011)
Last year I went out into the inky stillness of a Solstice evening
My dark thoughts had been gathering all day
Another precious DREAM was turning to dust
Some finger of awareness pointed to where time stilled
Island View Beach held a mystery an energy and I STOPPED to ‘BE’ at ‘ONE’ with it, I forgot me,
The full moon shone over the OCEANS soft heartbeat
Peaceful water brushed upon the shore
Star shine seemed to dance to enliven eternity
No wind or rain graced that twilight only the crisp air rang
I Invoked a longing question ‘why won’t my dreams come true’?
Suddenly I was aware of a small light moving high on the cliff
I intensely watched this light moving steadily towards me
Closer and closer drifting on the frosty air was a young child
She wore a head dress of 1,000 tiny illuminating candles
I marveled at her flowing white furry gown and blonde tresses
I tried to memorize every detail about her so I could tell other people about this Solstice miracle
‘This Spirit resembled my daughter’? The same hair and eyes.
I was astounded by her beauty I wanted to touch into her realm
A smile glimmered on her face of light as though she knew this
I started to reach for her but she passed by and by the time my head turned a new COURAGEOUS Spirit emerged.
A powerful Native man with long feathers wildly flying from his hair assumed my Swedish angels shape
Briskly he glided on whilst playing a giant red painted drum
This haunting drumbeat filled my heart with a longing I haven’t known in this life
Somehow I knew he was called to his people to the North
They Celebrated the Solstice through their Winter dances.
Were these Spirits returning the SOLSTICE LIGHT.
Two spirits lit my Solstice, they kindled a flame of wisdom
They answered my question ‘Why won’t my dreams come true’?
I see now DREAMS are spun of SOUL like my visiting spirits they are sourced through IMAGINATION from a higher
power they never manifest how we envision them, if truly surrendered DREAMS TRANSFORM and birth LIFE to ALL.
p.s. All that night the drums sounded from the Pacquin reserve I wonder if anyone saw an extra DRUMMER.
Much LOVE and LIGHT and BLESSINGS of the SEASON
I woke up a humming this dream song. My greatest hope is that
I can share it this Season. May you and your have a LOVE LIT Christmas.
JEWELS STARSHINES SINGING DREAM
By Jewel Spooner (December 6, 2011)
I WAS A LONELY SHEPHERD ON THE HILLSIDE,
NIGHTFALLS PEACE FELL SOFTLY TO THE GROUND,
MY SHEEP were RESTING DEEPLY in THE DARKENING,
WHEN A LIGHT FROM HEAVEN SPIRALED ROUND IN SOUND.
FOLLOW ME NOW,
THROUGH THE STARSHINE, FOLLOW ME NOW
IN THIS HOLY RAY, FOLLOW ME NOW to the GLORY ,
my feet began to walk upon their WAY.
MY FEET WERE SORE FROM WALKING IN THE FROZEN,
I WORRIED ALL MY SHEEP WOULD CRY AND CRY,
MY SHEPHERD FRIENDS WOULD WONDER WHERE I’VE WANDERED,
PERHAPS THEY’LL HEAR THIS SONG I HEARD ON HIGH. (chorus)
The STAR of WONDER LED ME TO A DOORWAY,
HE STABLE CRITTERS BOWED IN PRAYERFUL SIGHT ,
LOVELIGHT SHONE FROM MARY AND FROM JOSEPH,
ROCKING BABY JESUS HOLY NIGHT (chorus)
I AM OLD A-SITTING BY THE FIRE,
MY SHEPHERD FRIENDS STILL ASK ME TO RECALL,
THE NIGHT I LISTENED TO HOLY STARSHINE,
A SHEPHERD LEGEND WONDER LIKE THAT STAR.(chorus)
Much LOVE and LIGHT and BLESSINGS, Jewel Spooner
By Jewel Spooner (November 30, 2011)
Through a cold window pane I watch the lashing of wind and rainy waves upon this shore,
My Maple tree so recently dressed in the vivid flaming color of fall is shorn bare of all it’s leaves,
We cannot see below ground to this trees root system that
hibernates so deeply,
Within MOTHER EARTHS warming hands,
Trees accept the turbulent Season of WINTER.
I visualize a forest of trees huddling together as FAMILY,
Roots interconnected in their entwining search for nurturing, furrowing for water of Love and compassion,
I know WE ARE ONE forest, one energy, one ocean of life,
In unity our forest shelters us from the harsh winds of change,
I FEEL to the center of heart connection as my leaves are embraced by wind,
There is power in learning to RELEASE,
As a human I want to HOLD on,
Presence of family & friends in this life is precious,
Your spark lights a flame, a fire to illuminate many others,
This flame of LOVE never dies,
The dark makes the light brilliant shining into every corner,
Every living being is Created in eternal spirals of Divine Light.
Much LOVE and LIGHT
WHAT IS MOTHER LOVE?
by Jewel Spooner (November 2011)
IF I was a HOLY painter I would PAINT my Mothers Love as BEAUTIFUL sparkling sapphires I have seen suspended on moonlit oceans
...the sky will be my canvas and I will paint in vivid colors that stir the human soul...
I will PAINT as tenderly as I was held as a baby...
I will cherish every stroke and smile in the knowing of CREATION...
I will need to paint for centuries of this generous living spirit that gives and gives LOVE.
If I wrote a HOLY heart SONG it would sound like a golden melody I hear amongst the flowers on the starlit dawn...
I will sing like a flowing river with the feeling of HOPE and fierce protection and guarding of a blessed one...
I will sing a song of holding you in luminary spiral as I was held..
I will sing to the 4 corners of life for a humanist foundation,
ALL ancestors of heaven will sing in this gentle shine of truth for eternity..
I will sing joyfully with Gratitude in every SEASON of life for the shelter and haven of a Mothers Love for every baby...
I will sing the sweet tender lullabies that rocked me into a safe haven of night...All beings united in song.
If I was a HOLY WRITER I would write about my Mothers Love as rare and unconditional...
I will write about Mothers Love as DIVINITY and GRACE...
I will write about how I believe a Mothers LOVE will endure and touch the darkest shadow and changing scenes of family life..
even through the GREAT turnings and rebirthing of our planet Earth...
I will write, I am glad to be a MOTHER and a DAUGHTER...
to love to be loved was the greatest part of this earthen journey.
I am a small simple Human Heart that vessels an infinite GRATITUDE
born to a LOVING BEING so on this special MOTHERS’ DAY
I will say........................ THANK YOU MOM.
by Jewel Spooner (October 2011)
I am fortunate to have a GREAT TEACHER in JEANNIE,
last week during the JNANA workshop she gave each person in our group a rose.
It made me happy to see she could also have one to take home.
IN THE YOGA STUDIO
IN THE CENTER OF OUR CIRCLE LIVED ONE DOZEN ROSES
MANY THANKS JEANNIE for GIFTING US BEAUTIFUL ETHEREAL ROSES
THESE ROSES EXUDED a STRONG PRESENCE
THEY HUMMED of THEIR LIVING ENERGY of VITALITY
Do I BELIEVE THEY ARE DEPARTED FROM THEIR ROOTS?
For a MOMENT I WAS DISTRACTED FROM MYSELF
BRIEFLY I ALLOWED MYSELF TO BE NOURISHED BY THEIR SWEET FRAGRANCE
COLORED by THEIR VIVID RED PASSION
PAINTED with SOFT RED PETALS... ACHING TO OPEN’
JEANNIE TOLD US ROSES ‘OPEN’ AS THEY ‘RELAX’
WHAT a WONDERFUL METAPHOR for JNANA YOGA....
AS I RELAX INTO WHO I AM
THERE IS A CHERISHING
THERE IS AN OPENING
A LETTING GO
Each day observing a bloom deeper into the angelic face of this flower.
Everyday I drew closer to watching a miracle.
SOJOURNER OF THE LOTUS CHILD
by Jewel Spooner (Oct. 2011)
I DREAMED of TEACHING YOGA to a ripened AGE of 92,
in this dream I would be found breathless and peaceful holding my yoga class plan, for tomorrow...
...I was not dreaming about a red light
...so death was sudden I was 62 years old
I GRIEVED my Earthly life my LOVES
‘no one explained anything.’
THERE WAS NO MEASURE OF TIME
Tibetans describe this passing as a transition through the ‘BARDO’...where am I? Am I alive?
my interior landscape was familiar and soothing
...through eons...were dark nights of the SOUL
‘no one explained anything’.
I SAW ETERNAL SPACE
A drum beat drew me closer to a vast field of glittering lights
From the back of my heart tumbled this ancient scarred sac
nestled inside lotus flowers were eggs spun of glowing light
‘no one explained anything’.
AS I HELD ONE EGG TO MY HEART I SAW MYSELF AS
a young 11years old girl brimming with a chestful of HOPE
I twirled in classical ballet with wild abandon and pure JOY
In my audition I was oneness of path and heart
IMPASSIONED by a GREAT DREAM to become a BALLERINA
...the examiner ticked NO SCHOLARSHIP
‘no one explained anything.’
MY OTHER EGGS CHANTED ‘HOLD ME’ BUT I DIDN’T WANT TO RELIVE PAST DREAMS...I WAS SOOO tired and HOLLOWED OUT
I felt a little boys smile warm my back he held out a card
I gestured for him to come closer...he ran to my arms
I felt to the bottom of his deep wellspring...sudden loss of his loving Mommy and Daddy , hospital treatments,
pain and tremendous JOY, on his little card was the name Paul and age 6yrs. old and these words:
‘LOVE, REJOICE, REMEMBER, HEAL’
My little boy didn’t have a sack...
Much LOVE and LIGHT
SALUTATIONS Moon MAJESTY
by Jewel Spooner (Sept. 2011)
I was deeply sleeping when the moonlight knocked on my front door and asked me to come out to PLAY,
Full moons can find the dark cracks to shine into showering humans with a magical presence,
As my eyes opened our hallway was ablaze in a silvery moonlit celebration,
I suddenly remembered tonight I had promised to visit my friend the full moon,
My lunar friend always waits to give me a gift of sparkles which I unwrap with glee, if I am late she cannot hold back the time of dawn,
In haste to seek the gift of YOUR beauty I leaped out of bed,
I tore from a hanger an old night gown and strode down the well worn path to the beach, our rendezvous.....Tide was low,
HUM of the sea was soft void of all the chirping of heartbeats,
As promised you were holding sea and sky together in your brilliant orange pulsating orb,
Shining a shower of reverence asking so little in return,
A sparkling bridge spread across the dancing water lit by billions of particles of energy making a dreamy portal of fire,
In colorful DREAMS I imagine walking on this watery bridge,
Did you see a concentrated SALUTE? Are you happy to reflect the suns light,
Deep into this NIGHT skies feel wilder Northern Lights were sending feathers of furthering color,
Venus wanted to play hide and seek, Stars winked precociously it is as though human eyes tame the drama of our creamy cloaked Moon majesty,
Did you receive my loving GRATITUDE my gift to you is true heart energy, Ah, ‘if only this SWEET moment could last forever’
The Moon in it’s shimmering sent me my precious gift by nodding SILENCE.
Much LOVE and LIGHT and BLESSINGS,