Author Archives: Lorien

About Lorien

Mother, yogini, yoga teacher. Committed to teaching and living the path of yoga as a means of self realization.

Return to the Truth

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I realized it doesn’t always have to be
quick and dramatic…
sometimes it’s nice to take time.
My modern mind has been raised
on instant gratification
but my ancient heart
has its own rhythm.
All this time my mind
has clamored for attention
as if it’s the only one who matters here.
Meanwhile my heart waits
patiently as ever
trusting that the time will come
when I return to the truth of my being.

Are You Ready?

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Once you’ve begun to awaken
you can’t go back to sleep.
Your Soul wouldn’t let you
even if you tried.
Your Spirit knows
what you’re capable of
and won’t stop moving you
until you become that.
The whole world needs you to wake up
and your Higher Self is delighted to help.
Life Force surrounds you, indwells you
and animates you every day.
Soul, Spirit, Higher Self, Life Force.
No matter what name you call it,
it’s the ultimate truth of who you are.
Are you ready to know yourself as this truth?
Are you ready to wake up and really live?

Initiation

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Leaving on a journey of initiation.
I took a purifying bath
of lavender and epsom salts,
lit four candles,
called on four archangels
and prayed for guidance.
Let me die to who I was
so I can become
who I was born to be.
Let me surrender what I knew
to make space for what Spirit
wants me to know.
Let me look with the eyes of love.
Let my heart open wide
and my courage be expressed
for the highest good.
I go to sit in ceremony
with the Mother.
I ask her to take me into her arms,
shake from me the excess
and  reveal the tender sweetness
of raw, vulnerable being.
Pray for me.
I’ll see you on the other side.

When Will I Feel Whole?

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And so the dark night passed,
and I awoke with new hope…
and then this morning at breakfast
my daughter was unkind.
Eight years old and
knows exactly what to say
to poke at the most tender spot.
I’m glad you’re not coming
with us to Utah.
I was devastated,
hurt and angry…
Tired, undernourished,
and without the resources
to be skillful.
I asked if she wanted the other woman
to be her mother.
A most definitive NO was her answer.
It seems the joke is on me.
As much as I try
even a child can break me.
It’s easy to do when my life was shattered
in so many pieces
and my tears are the only glue I have
to hold them together.
I wonder if I’ll ever again
be put back together in one piece.
I wonder…
When will I feel whole again?