Ah, love. Just pause a moment, say nothing. Close your eyes, breathe. Can you feel it? Can you feel your heart beating? Yes. This. This is your power. Feel your power, don’t be afraid, just let it flow through you. You were meant for this.
And just when I least expected it my already broken heart broke even more. Was there one last piece of the past that needed to be pulverized in order for something new to be born? Suddenly, it was all broken, the devastation deeper than I ever knew. I slept fitfully through yet another long, dark night, and when the morning light reached my eyes there were words of forgiveness on my lips, a whisper of hope, a promise of something completely new.
For a few days
I step away from the routine.
I sleep differently,
move my body in different ways.
I’m intentional with my time;
choosing only those activities
that deepen my connection with Spirit.
It’s a sacred time,
a prayerful time,
a time filled with infinite possibilities.
I dream that all sentient beings
may take such time for themselves.
As we retreat from the world outside,
we return to the home within.
No better welcome could ever be found
than the homecoming provided
by the One
who stands at the door of your heart
for your arrival.
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.
I think I might be healing.
My heart doesn’t feel so broken today.
Is this an illusion,
or am I finally seeing reality?
I get to choose, don’t I?
For the last eight months
grief, rage, sadness and loss
have been my constant companions.
Today I proclaimed I wanted a divorce from them.
What future feelings do I want to experience?
Who’s with me?
I discovered my grateful heart
is the door to all good in my life.
Everything else is just peripheral.
I can stand at this threshold and
survey all the good.
I can turn back,
or I can jump into this new world
of beauty and possibility
that shines up at me
from all angles;
It gives me tingles. By relaxing, I can savor the day more amply and allow the flow of good to pour more abundantly through all of my life aspects.
Yes. I confess I feel so blessed.
I had the wisest teachers help me
stay present and witness how only
the open heart manifests.
Early this morning
I took a deep breath
and I asked my heart
Why was I surprised
when the answers
were so sweet, gentle,
that they pointed me
to the truth
I always knew?
I suppose I had bought in
to the idea that miracles
were these huge displays
of cosmic power and grandeur.
Now I know better.
Now I know
the greatest miracle
is a simple recognition
of the tender heart
the heart in all of us.