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Negin M. Khorasani

I am a social entrepreneur, an activist who has always been committed to activating change within myself, a writer, poet,dreamer, creator, consciousness and communication coach, and educator. I have been a lifelong seeker of truth and meaning and writing has been the way for me to make sense of things within and without. I am a long time meditator and enjoy plunging inside directly yet I find similar connection to my inner inspirations, feelings and needs through creative expressions such as poetry, pottery, painting, photography and video art. I rejoice in supporting individuals and groups to get in touch with their inner being, meaning, power, to explore the healing effects of art and to discover their unique ways of expression and to identify their most effective and impactful roles in society. I have witnessed, time and time again, in poetry and music sessions that I host, the uniting, cathartic and liberating power of art and the pleasure of connecting with one another to muse and play together and to get lost in the ecstasy of oneness.

Negin.motamed.khorasani@gmail.com

DANCING TO DISAPPEARANCE In the rays of light, I rise in love, Drenched in love, Intoxicated, elated, exuberant… I see celebration and dance everywhere! All existence is dancing before my eyes, Each life is a dance of experiencing and expanding, Knowing the original state, merging, and disappearing! I kiss the leave, the flower, the stone, I worship the tree, the earth, the sun, I love me, love you, love all! I have lost my sense of discretion and differentiation, I have lost myself in so much love and beauty! Thank you for letting me be part of this celebration! Thank you for this music! Thank you for taking my hand and dancing me! I shall continue to this dance to disappearance! Negin M. Khorasani Beaverton, Canada, August 14, 2022

DAWN OF THE NEW WORLD Do not despair over a world that does not work anymore, A world that its rulers do not respect the rules, A world where people have to be constantly vigilant not to lose their rights, The commandments get changed overnight when everyone is sleeping in the animal farm! Do not remain focused on what meets the eyes, Fire here, hunger there, pain and dis-ease everywhere… If you look well, you can see beyond the blood and fire, the blossoms of the new world, You can see the gradual crystallization of a new order out of this chaos, Focus on the golden ray of light entering this shattered house, Focus on the blossoms that are growing out of the ashes, I hear the subtle melody that is becoming more and more audible, I see the faint scheme of a grand structure that is appearing little by little, A new world is coming, a world of purity of the heart, unity, selfless giving and caring… Not to gain anything but simply because the heart is the ruler And we cannot say no when it yearns to give, to care and to heal… Do not grieve when something dies and crumbles, As that is the way an empty space is created to be filled by Grace! Gaze at the golden glow that is dawning beyond the mist, Trust and rejoice in the eternal flow of Grace… Negin M. Khorasani Beaverton, Canada, March 6, 2022

LIGHT This light will continue… Beyond the wings of the dragonfly, Beyond the dew drops on the lilies of the valley, Beyond the silver birch branches and golden foliage, Beyond the clouds as high as they fly, Beyond the layers of water in deep oceans, Beyond the loneliness of the loneliest whale, Beyond the darkness of the longest winter night, Beyond the cocoon of the butterfly, Beyond the shadows and the walls of this cave, Beyond the layers of Maya and the reflections of mirage, Beyond time and space And will continue till eternity, Till everything returns, once again, to singularity, Where there was no thing, To nothingness! Negin M. Khorasani Beaverton, Canada, November 12, 2021

LOVE Let the unknown pangs of your heart take over, Let the pain and agony take over, Let the skin be just a thin, sensitive layer on a whole restless waving ocean, Cell by cell aching… An endless ache for some unknown craving, Longing for what you do not even know, That is sequenced with a flood-like flow… As if your whole being is melted into a liquid form, That keeps flowing out of your heart in a pulsation Let it pulsate all day long, Expansion, compression and then more expansion… Let it flow flood-like, Let this flow take over… Let it consume you all, To the very last drop of your being… Let yourself get empty of yourself, Let the self go and love take over, Let the companionship go and solitude take over, Let the solitude go and merger take over, Let the wisdom go and bewilderment take over, Let the water go and thirst take over, Let the breath go and gasp take over, Let the words go and silence take over, Cease to be and let it take over… Negin M. Khorasani East Gwillimbury, Canada, July 14, 2017

MERGENCE I count silence Bead after bead Sliding through your fingers … You, with no name, no face ... In front of me. I will know one day, Rather mysteriously all about you. And then you will break your silence! Looking at me ... No, rather through me With those enormous eyes ... Those oceans of mystery and love As if to search out The very intimate, very hidden corners of my soul! And you will know everything about me Rather mysteriously And we become one together One with the rootless root ... The causeless cause! You will be silent again, Fingering your rosary, with sun and moon as its beads! I too will be silent then. As if the silence always was And always would be, forever! Negin M. Khorasani East Gwillimbury, Canada, October, 2016