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Friday, December 31, 2010

'conversations' with . . . roni lipstein of Santuaire Soul Sanctuaryon 'inner child radio'

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'conversations' with . . .

roni lipstein


"the Divine Light"

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Sanctuaire Soul's Sanctuary


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Inner Child Radio



Sanctuaire Soul’s Sanctuary began, in 1991, across the ocean shore, backpacking an adventure of inspired dreams, awakened in the heart, mind and soul of a young, renaissance
woman.



Her name, Rhonda Sheryl Lipstein {Roni}, and her dream, her ultimate goal,



“to create a micro-city, a Spiritual Retail Community Lounge, whose sole purpose; to empower Community, our Earth School Family, with the Soul Love of Wisdom and Wellness.

A Community who thrives on the strengths of each of her inhabitants whilst engaging each of their weaknesses to the point of transformed empowerment.

A community where the “rich give to the poor” and the unexpected always occurs”….



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roni lipstein


"the Divine Lights"

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Sanctuaire Soul's Sanctuary


Monday, January 3rd, 2011

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'conversations' with . . . Cedric Dean : on "inner child radio" January 10th


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'conversations' with . . .

Cedric Dean

"Living the Experience every Day"

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Listen to what this Dynamic Young Man has to say . . .


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~ Cedric Dean ~

"Living the Experience every Day"
 
Cedric’s Bio:

I grew up in the streets of Charlotte, N.C. where my ambition early on was to go to jail and solidify my street credibility. At age 13, in 1985, I began robbing and stealing. By 15, I was expelled from school for carrying a gun onto a school bus - months later I shot someone. Shortly after my 16th birthday I committed armed robbery and was sentenced to 14 years in prison. Five and a half years later, I was released from prison with the aspirations of being a crack dealer. Eleven months later, I was back in jail - this time I received Life without parole for my role in a Federal crack cocaine conspiracy.

Today, I am committed to helping the misguided see the mistake in not learning from my mistakes. Today, I am no longer serving Life, but I've been given a second chance by the U.S. Sentencing Commission that authorized for my sentence to be reduced by a U.S. District Judge. Today, I am the founder of the Save The Children Campaign devoted to positively impacting the lives of the misguided, and reducing the rate of crime and violence and promoting peace throughout the world. Today, I am an accomplished author of 6 published books - most notably: How To Stop Your Children From Going To Prison and How To Save Our Children From Crime, Drugs and Violence.

~ Cedric Dean ~

"Living the Experience every Day"


Monday, January 10th, 2011

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Wednesday, December 29, 2010

friend . . .



friend

today it was in my spirit
just as it is any other day
i was consumed with the urge
to sit and exact just what you mean to me
friend

i started to grab my pen and pad
but i elected to use the electronic apparatus instead
my computer
and as i took inventory
and started to compute
about what you mean to me
i became overwhelmed
for there were so many friends
i held consciously in my heart

i then began to search in the depths of my mind
for metaphors
and adjectives
i could express
and give back to you
about all that you do
in the enhancement
of my life
my heart
my thoughts
and my being
friend

there are many who have over the years told us
that friend meant such things as
trust
being there
acceptance
love and such
but what i cherish the most
my friend
is the touch
the feel of your presence
yes, that is my present
and i am embracing it now
my friend

many of you have faces
that i have never seen
up close an personal
but that is ok
friendship should not be held to such standards anyway

and i sit here searching for that next line
as i try to define
within the confines
of my searching mind
and though i may somewhat express
i must confess
that it is more about the blessing
of how my countenance shines
and my soul sings
of the grandeur of this present
your presence
friend

i know that you know
that we are connected
perhaps that is what friends expose in us
that ability to trust
in our greater selves
you friend touch that special spirit
of who i am
and i am grateful
yes i am thankful
to call you

friend


(c) 29 December 2010 : William S. Peters, Sr.

Tuesday, December 28, 2010

Inner Child Radio Show Scheduling



Greetings Friends

'Inner Child Radio'
is now Booking it’s Shows
Conversations
for the months of February and March of 2011

If you have an interest in appearing as a Guest please drop us a line at

Applicants must have a Message that pertains to the “inner child” dynamic.
We are searching for Dynamic Individuals who can contribute to our Audience. If you feel that you have a Skill Set, Gift or Talent that is Empowering, Embracing and Enlightening towards our Humanity and Divinity in a practical manner please contact us.

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Mondays
7:00  until  9:00 PM EST

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Show Name
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Show Time
Wednesdays
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yes, He was Homeless . . .



yes, he was homeless

he sat on the sidewalk
near the corner
by the Bus Stop
where the passengers would pass him by

he was stuck in a convoluted vortex
between Despair and Hope
not necessarily of his own doing
he was just looking for a way to cope
with the invisible rope
around the neck of hid dead dreams
yes, he was homeless

it has been quite some time
more than he could even remember
since he saw his little girl
yes, she and  his family was his world
but she probably was not little any more
it has been so many years
so many tears
and all the fears
he once embraced
have now fled
for all that he once prized
has been bled
from his prideful grasp
right before his eyes . . .
his Family
his Home
and now he has been destined to roam
these street of continuing anguish
yes, he was homeless

as he spends his days
in his own chosen ways
he has never held out his hand
to beg
though his life was out of hand
there still resided an uncertain pride
and dignity
his humanity
with somewhat suspect certainty
yes, he was homeless

in spite of himself
he tried
and would not allow his noble spirit
to be denied
yes, he defied
the indifference to his suffering
and perhaps the Societal expectations
that told him to give up on life
to just become a part of the collection of statistics
and rollover and die
but still he vied
for more
yes, he was homeless

somewhere buried deeply in his heart
there still lived something warm
and it was all his alone
he found this quite special
it was the only thing left
yes it was his alone
and it could not be taken
nor forsaken
yes, he was homeless

there were pictures there he prized
he held them forever in his inner eye
embraced them
saw his face in them
there were pictures of a “White Pickett Fence”
with a Gate
that somehow he believed
would alter his fate
as it led to a brighter day
and this dark night would dissipate
and become sunshine once again
and then he could brightly
nightly
embrace his joy of expectation one more time

in this same vision
he saw Sidewalks
but the only apparent purpose they served
was for Little Red Wagons
Hopscotch and Skates
and the endless Smiles and Sunshine
upon the Face of the Children
an such
a place where he could touch
a place in space not forgotten

and though he was homeless
he still had a heart
and his sanity
and this heart was the Home
of his Humanity
so though he was homeless
he still was so much more
than the man at the Bus Stop

and though he was just the man on the Sidewalk
of our City
homeless
it is not Pity one should give
Perhaps a Meal, your Heart, a Gesture, a Smile
stop and take some time to converse for a while
share your Humanity
share your Heart
for therein resides the Humanity
. . . of us all


yes, he was Homeless

(c) 28 December 2010 : William S. Peters, Sr.



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just bill


Monday, December 27, 2010

ithe room in the corner of my mind


the room in the corner of my mind

i sit in this room in the corner of my mind
pondering things
reflecting on past experiences
faces i have encountered
flashes of light
that has offered gifts of insight
the collective treasures of a road well travelled
as my life unraveled
so many times . . . i thought

was it these challenges that molded character
and personality
in this seemingly surreality
i characterize and label
as life
with excrescent rife
i question
all the things i have accepted
in this decepted reality

i put aside all this heavy me
and i go to that window of levity
that my soul sometimes looks out
at times i feel like a heavyweight fighter
in a heavyweight bout
being punched around
while fighting for the crown
of my doubt

funny how winners become losers
and the lost are found
but we are the choosers
of the mental and spiritual ground
we traverse
as i now do in this verse
as i examine the aspects of possibility
with a much needed and dire certainty
as the |”i” in me flirts with me
about the secrets of being me

but as i said,
i am led
to that window of levity
with the verity
that it is now a time for me to laugh
for the wrath we sometime exact
upon ourselves
leads to no good end
though many times in this room
in the corner of my mind
we defend
the delusions we create
as if such is our fate

snicker, giggle, squirm and wiggle
uncomfortable i am
with the appearance of the insurmountable
task to overcome
i ask
how can i come
to realize my sum
of my being
when all i am seeing
are the defined
corners of this room
in my mind
what do i hope to find ?
more dreams ?

it seems
that perhaps i once was content
with this sentiment
but no more
i must find the door
that opens to the bridge of understanding
i am demanding now
some how i must discover
uncover
that bridge that leads across the river of fear
as i leer at the valleys
of despair
have i not paid the toll
what is the price
will not my very life suffice
i gave it
i give it
i choose to live it
as it was given
freely
yet for some reason
in this life’s season
i have chosen this room instead

here comes that verity of levity
again
i laugh
and the walls that seemingly sealed my fate
they begin to dissipate
as the delusional illusion for what they are
and the light long forgotten
comes back on
and the walls are gone
and with but a smile,
a laugh,
a wiggle and a giggle
i am liberated
and life once again is celebrated
and i am extricated
from this room in the corner of my mind

the gift of laughter liberates us . . .


(c) 26 December 2010 : William S. Peters, Sr.

The Poem of Life


The Poem of Life

yes, i am a Poet
not just any kind of Poet
dropping lines
for the overfilled minds

me, i am looking for empty spaces
looking for room
that i may fill it up
and get your cup to overflow
with thoughts
you know
with possibilities
to grow

while others are arranging syllables
i am reading
while you are eating the fruit of my mind
keep mind
that i am seeding
the gardens of your thoughts
with the seeds of hunger
so you would want more
and perhaps you will open that door
to the closet of your inhibitions
and indoctrinations
and watch all the illusions and delusions
of your beliefs
pour into the toilets of your wasted thoughts,
for i am flushing your false dreams and visions
with my surgical precision
into the sewer
leaving you thirsty for more

drink my child drink
let the Elixir of truth
be your passion
come to know thy self
and stop bashin’
your head up against the wall
and cash in
your coupons for a reality
of the past and
the present
for you are the present
so be present
be here
be now
and listen to the whisperings
of your soul
asking you to open and receive
and believe
that you are so much, much more
than what you have been told
yet you have sold out
your beautiful Soul
to the Bold Face Lies
that’s what Gammy called it
i call it Bull Shit
and i must admit
they did a good job
when we were robbed
of our free will
so they thought
but though our will is still yet free
our choices have been selectively limited
by way of elective propaganda
and some false belief
that if we were read our Miranda
that we will get a fair chance
perchance
what kind of chance  . . huh ?
a bigger cell with a window
you know
it is still a prison
but listen
can you her me
yet ?
feel me
come near me
and feel my heart
as it speaks to you
as these lines are trying to do

i may not be much of a wordsmith
as i attempt to convey my purpose
perhaps i am but a “Blacksmith”
or maybe i am no smith at all
but, me, i must answer this call
and scream if i must
for i have been entrusted
as a poet
and you know it
to forge the tools of your liberation
and between the lines of this verses deliberations
we must awaken my people
we must be circumspect
and become suspect
of what we have been taught
what our minds have bought . .

no disrespect intended
as we are now being amended
to the right of way
in the light of day

we are not in darkness
look, see your light
it shines brightly bright
for you are the Sun
the Sons and the Daughters
of the Source
of course
that which orders
the removal of your borders
and the purpose of all things
and that purpose is you
and somehow
i know you knew
that with creation
you exponentially rhymed
in time
for you are divine
and though you may not be a Poet . . .
You are the Poem
 . . . of Life


(c) 20 December 2010 : William S. Peters, Sr.