R&R: Radical (Self) Responsibility

Although the stars may be aligned
and spirit may be unconfined
It’s up to you, the way to find
to rise above the grit and grind
For home and hearth the pilgrims pined
when they the old world left behind
In search of freedom, undefined
a life untethered, unmaligned
Your life’s work has been preassigned
yet destiny can be declined
Ego and pride, when unrefined
can the hands of time unwind
Let the pain of past remind
that all events are intertwined
Occurring now, as One combined
orchestrated and designed
Love is forgiving, but not blind
despite claims otherwise opined
Honor commitments sealed and signed
for Truth cannot be undermined
And stay your course, if so inclined
but realize, when you’re in a bind
The vicious cycle, sharply tined
is supper guests you’ve wined and dined
So clean your house and clear your mind
make room for prophecies divined
A world where Grace has always shined…
that welcomes Home all humankind.


Elizabeth Urabe
Elizabeth Urabe
As an artist, Elizabeth R. Urabe has always only had one goal: to translate the invisible energies of Absolute Truth into tangible form using abstract design, color, and poetic imagery, so that an ever-increasing number of people might have more direct access to the inner realms of human existence. In early 1995, with no art training whatsoever, she began spontaneously to draw the pictures now known as Urabe Spirit Art and to date has channeled more than 750 designs, each one perfect, whole, and complete, exactly as it is. No thought is ever involved in the birthing process and Elizabeth has always referred to her role as that of a "spiritual midwife" rather than the creator of this extraordinary body of work. And remarkably, despite incredible complexity of design and detail, no single picture has ever taken longer than one week to complete. In 2011, intuitively entering a picture birthed in 1995 titled Divine Unity, Elizabeth was one of three first-place winners of the unprecedented American Batik Design Competition, organized by (then) the Ambassador to the US from the Indonesian embassy in Washington DC, Dr. Dino Patti Djalal. As a result, she was awarded a three-week tour of some of the most prominent batik and fashion companies in Indonesia and now has contacts in Jakarta who have created breathtakingly beautiful silk shawls for ladies and one of a kind original shirts for men; each piece endowed with the living 4000-year-old history of Indonesia's perfected batik techniques and the essence of Urabe Spirit Art as both the energetic and design inspiration. Early in 2016, in answer to the global craze for coloring books, Elizabeth rose to the challenge and in a matter of months, self-published four books; three coloring books for adults, each with original art and contemplative poetry, and a highly interactive book for adults and children to engage in together. The first adult book, Color Me Freedom, was immediately rendered fully into German, and there are French, Spanish, and Russian versions available with the translations of the Artist Introduction and dedication pages. A full Arabic language translation is also soon to be released. With these books, Elizabeth has taken the very essence of her art and offered it in a compact, affordable and interactive format that is especially attractive at this time, when global challenges are both accelerating and intensifying and the need for awakening, healing, and transformational reintegration is more imperative than ever. In Elizabeth's words: " Urabe Spirit Art, in whatever myriad forms it may take, is one of the most powerful reflections of Source energies available to us at this point in the evolution of Consciousness. We are at a crossroads where the fate of our planet and life as we know it may very well depend on the willingness of each individual to embrace the entire spectrum of human emotion and commit to the kind of transformation that only real spiritual growth can offer. There is no longer any middle ground and as long as we (still) believe that Love has an opposite, we are (still) living in fear." It is time for us to say an unequivocal yes to destiny and to take our rightful places as warriors of the Spirit. Let us join in this pure and noble vision, knowing that - together - there is nothing we cannot accomplish.

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  1. Elizabeth, I truly love this. I read a lot of stories by this one reached out like an echo being heard over and over. One that touches your heart and stay there. Stories are best when they are shared. We learn by listening and sharing tales of our journey. Each of us has a story to tell, a bit of knowledge to share that will help us along our way. Strong Ink Indeed!

  2. One of the many things that I love about you, Charlotte, is your brilliant, questioning, but ALWAYS open to expansion and new ways of thinking and seeing, mind. Thank you so much for reading my poem so deeply and for allowing us to con-vert and co-nnect even more profoundly. I appreciate you.

  3. What a great poem, Elizabeth.

    The other day I was following with half an ear a program my mother was watching on Danish TV.
    The dialogue was between a priest in one of the Danish parishes where the majority of the population are not Christians and the former Secretary for the Church – who grew up Hindu. (Church and state is not separated in DK – the Queen is the head of the Danish Lutheran Church. But other denominations have been part of the population for hundreds of years.)

    The discussion was on converting because, in the church year, apparently this was the Sunday for such a text.

    What does converting even mean? My thought was that when we put ourselves in somebody else’s shoes and they put on ours, we have both con-verted – turned around together.

    Perhaps Jesus never meant to start a church? Perhaps he just wanted us to to see things through our “brother’s” eyes and walk alongside him. Hear his story. Support his right to tell it by listening as if our life depended on it…

    It probably does.

    And when we really listen, our brainwaves synchronize and we touch the fibers of the universe.