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Wednesday, October 6, 2010

What is it you ask of me? © 1973 Dakini Verona

What is it you ask of me, Kind Sir? © 1973 Dakini Verona

Please unveil your mask so I may see who you were.
Is it love you speak of? Please say what you mean!
What rules do you go by? Reveal them, I pray.

You’ve soft eyes, I must note.
And still I am sad on the hurt I inflict, I dote.
Is that good? Or am I bad?

You speak so of wisdom, and what there’s yet to learn.
Bring me to your kingdom, for you know all I yearn.

Teach me with kindness, I may yet come around.
I love you not less, I just don’t know where I’m bound.

Take my hand gently, yet with a firm grip.
By my side you shall be, to prevent me a trip.
The thing that seems to be in the way, is how you’re tattered and worn.
I don’t hesitate to pray for you, but  in another form!

Scattered Thoughts © 1973 Dakini Verona




Clouds through the sky, there’s just you and I.
Flowing, forever. Ever on. Our love flows on.
Could there be more? Than a walk by the shore?

- with you? Forever? Ever more?

Our reality - Simply a gaze.
An eternal bound, linking our souls forever. Ever, my love.
Forever more.

Horses running free. Just as you and me.
But together, love. Together, are we.

Mountains climb high, the time passes by.

Is it for you, as it is for me?
Do you feel whole… only with me?
Or do you wander over the hill?

Are there others? Or is your love still?

I’m blue. I think I’m afraid of you.

Your love closes in and my mind starts to spin.
Will it be forever? A lovely forever?

Or just for a smile?

Hold me close. Oh love, never let go.

If I wander away- don’t let me stray too far.
I get lost too easily.

I forget my needs.

I need you.

Let’s let it flow – let’s let it flow
Never letting go.. grab a tight hold
Holding our love. Treasuring our love.

Contentment within the boundaries of a profound love.
So pure and simple - cast down upon the sea

“our reality”?

Just us – we. Three.


Tuesday, October 5, 2010

Autobiographical Statement - C 1994 Dakini Verona

My Autobiographical Statement

The year was 1994. I had just graduated from California State University, Long Beach, with a degree in psychology. My plan was to continue on to graduate school and earn a master’s degree in family counseling. Well, as they say “best laid plans”. I never did get that advanced degree in psychology, I ended up getting it in business and it was not until 2009 that I was able to reach that goal.
However, as a part of my original plan, I applied to Antioch University in Marian Del Rey, California. As a part of the admission package I had to prepare an autobiographical statement. What follows is the “watered-down-unemotional and politically correct” account of my life. Like I said, although I was accepted at Antioch, I did not attend. Life got in the way.