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This Too Will Pass

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Dear One,
I know your heart hurts.
I know you feel confused.
I know you wonder if you
will ever let yourself
be fully seen by another.
I know the world feels heavy.
I know that the tears
are waiting just behind your eyes.
So let yourself cry.
This world needs your tears.
They are the holiest of waters,
washing away the dust and dirt
of countless injustices
done to your precious, tender heart.
Dear One, I see you,
and I am grateful for your courage,
for your willingness to show up on this day
as messy and uncertain and vulnerable
as you feel.
Stay open, Dear One.
Stay open and breathe.
This too will pass.
This too will pass.

Love More Open

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A part of my healing journey
has been to loosen up a little
on some of my routines.
I have been accused of being rigid,
too attached to my routines,
and each time I felt the urge
to defend my practices
if not out loud,
then inwardly, to myself.
As I began to peer inside a little more,
I could see how my routines were sometimes fillers,
excuses not to be completely present,
because I could check out
as I attended to them…
and so this need to defend my practices
came from anxiety that they might not be serving me,
and the pain of feeling like my time spent doing them
was a complete waste.
Then again…
Is there such a thing?
Could it be that my practices served me then,
but I eventually outgrew them,
and now they no longer serve me
the way they did before?
Could I drop the shame around change?
Don’t we learn by making mistakes?
Can’t I ease up about being perfect, being right,
and instead, can I welcome this moment
with my heart that yearns to love more open?

Quality Time

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We trekked into the forest today,
my son, my daughter and I,
and I was amazed at how
our outing provided so much
of what my heart was yearning for:
First, to be with my two most favorite people.
Second, to spend time in the green cathedral.
Third, to move slowly, with the wind, breathing.
Fourth, to open my eyes to what Spirit is seeing.
And finally, to feel free in space and time,
soaking in the present moment, grateful,
So grateful.

A Reminder of What Is To Come

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This is just a friendly reminder
that you’re doing great, so keep going!
In case you forgot, I’m here to remind you,
that some days just breathing is enough,
and it’s okay to be human and make mistakes
and not know when this will ever end
or what the new normal will look like.
Just wanted to remind you that
no relationship is ever wasted,
because you learn something about yourself
in every single one,
and whether you’re alone or with a partner
or in between or looking or branching out
you’re exactly where you need to be
to learn what you need to learn
before you’ve outgrown that experience
and it’s once again time to move on.
Knowing that the one constant in the universe is change,
let us take a deep breath together, and open our arms to what is to come.

NaPoWriMo 2020 Day 19

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Today’s prompt over at NaPoWriMo invites us to go on a walk and gather some things to create a “walking archive.” This afternoon I went on a walk around my neighborhood and left the sidewalk to duck into the woods. I was looking for morels. I found one within minutes, but it was past its prime, so I left it there, hopefully to shed its spores and give life to some new morels someday. I kept walking and came across a nice piece of quartz just lying on the forest floor. Moments later, a beautiful small feather tinged with orange caught my eye. And on the way back home, back on the sidewalk, I felt moved to pick two violets. One white, One purple.

πŸ„πŸ•ŠπŸŒ²πŸŒ³β˜€οΈβœ¨πŸ„πŸ•ŠπŸŒ²πŸŒ³β˜€οΈβœ¨πŸ„πŸ•ŠπŸŒ²πŸŒ³β˜€οΈβœ¨πŸ„πŸ•ŠπŸŒ²πŸŒ³β˜€οΈβœ¨πŸ„πŸ•ŠπŸŒ²πŸŒ³β˜€οΈβœ¨πŸ„πŸ•ŠπŸŒ²πŸŒ³

My heart full of melancholy,
I stepped out into the world
only to see two little girls,
neighbors,
also stepping outside.
They were wearing masks.
I felt sad at the reminder of what life has become.
I walked into the woods looking for morels
but was really seeking solace
in the arms of the Great Mother.
I picked my way along the forest, down a slope,
across a stream,
winding my way among bunches of skunk cabbage,
every once in a while pausing to sit on an old mossy log
or hug a tree.
A gleaming chunk of quartz caught my eye.
Earth.
And then a feather.
Air.
And then the sound of the stream.
Water.
And then the gift of the sunlight
warming my weary soul.
Fire.
On my way back home, two little violets
spoke their sweet, secret language to me.
Grace.
My heart is still full of melancholy
as I feel the sorrow of the whole world,
but the Great Mother still holds me,
always holds me, eternally holds me.
Love.

NaPoWriMo 2020 Day 12

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I had fun with this one, friends! If you haven’t created a triolet before, try it out. Here’s the NaPoWriMo prompt for the day. And here is my triolet…🌱
πŸŒ³πŸ’πŸŒ·πŸŒ²πŸŒ³πŸŒ²πŸŒ³πŸŒ³πŸŒ²πŸƒπŸ’πŸŒ·πŸŒ³πŸ’πŸŒ·πŸŒ²πŸŒ³πŸŒ²πŸŒ³πŸŒ³πŸŒ²πŸƒπŸ’πŸŒ·

A Triolet For A Spring Evening

Because it is dusk and the light is receding
I’ll speak my heart quickly and be on my way.
I never told you what I was really needing
because it is dusk and the light is receding
and any words you speak may be misleading…
You appear much different in the light of day.
Because it is dusk and the light is receding
I’ll speak my heart quickly and be on my way.

πŸŒ³πŸ’πŸŒ·πŸŒ²πŸŒ³πŸŒ²πŸŒ³πŸŒ³πŸŒ²πŸƒπŸ’πŸŒ·πŸŒ³πŸ’πŸŒ·πŸŒ²πŸŒ³πŸŒ²πŸŒ³πŸŒ³πŸŒ²πŸƒπŸ’πŸŒ·

NaPoWriMo 2020 Day 4

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Hello friends. If it were a normal day, I’d be singing to my yoga students right now, during their relaxation at the end of class. But, Pandemic. Therefore, no public yoga. So instead of teaching, I’m home distracting myself with NaPoWriMo and poetry and words. Today’s prompt is about dreams. I can totally do dreams. I have obsessed about dream recall, dream interpretation, and lucid dreaming for a great portion of my life. So here you go, a poem about something I saw in a dream.

πŸŒŠπŸ’¦πŸŒŠπŸ’¦πŸŒŠπŸ’¦πŸŒŠπŸ’¦πŸŒŠπŸ’¦πŸŒŠπŸ’¦πŸŒŠπŸ’¦πŸŒŠπŸ’¦πŸŒŠπŸ’¦πŸŒŠπŸ’¦

Into the Blue

I had just strolled out of a conference room
and found myself walking in the old city of Briançon.
Instead of the scenery I was familiar with,
there was only vast blue sky stretching out in all directions from the old city,
an ocean of sky…no ground to be seen below the city,
only this feeling of space.
I realized suddenly that I was dreaming,
and I could do anything I wanted.
I wanted to fly.
I stepped onto the parapet and leapt off,
began swimming in the sky ocean
like a mermaid in ocean water.
My body undulated and I moved gracefully
through the sky. I never knew such freedom,
the exhilaration of open sky, open space,
and the power to choose my direction.
πŸŒŠπŸ’¦πŸŒŠπŸ’¦πŸŒŠπŸ’¦πŸŒŠπŸ’¦πŸŒŠπŸ’¦πŸŒŠπŸ’¦πŸŒŠπŸ’¦πŸŒŠπŸ’¦πŸŒŠπŸ’¦πŸŒŠπŸ’¦

I had this dream in late 2003. I was experiencing tremendous angst in my relationship with a man 17 years my senior. We lived in an apartment in Briançon and I felt deep ties to the town, the mountains, the country of France, but there was so much unresolved pain in my relationship and I knew something had to shift.

At the time of the dream I was back in the USA visiting my parents for the holidays. I had performed a space clearing ritual in my room the night before and prayed for guidance from the dream realm. This dream felt like a great gift to me. I woke up realizing I needed to end the relationship. I need to leave Briançon in order to move toward my destiny. Realizing this, I felt a great sense of relief and expectancy about the good things to come in the future.

Honesty

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C’mon, admit it to meβ€”

You weren’t in love with the routine anyway!

You ritualistically grumbled

At the dawn of each new day

And resented the tasks asked of you.

C’mon, be honest, admit itβ€”

You didn’t have much to lose!

Only your attachment to control,

Your belief in an uncaring universe,

Your inability to recognize how blessed you were.

Let’s be frank with one another.

This whole global pandemic is a gift!

It’s an opportunity to slow down and see

The lies you were telling to you

The lies I was telling to me.

Seriously.

Listen closely to me.

THIS IS AN OPPORTUNITY.

An opportunity to be free.

To slow down and see what really matters to you.

What really matters to me.

Slow down, beloved. Breathe.

It’s all good, you see?

Take A Break to Keep Calm, Appreciate, Create

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Worrying doesn’t help,
so don’t do it.
A break from the routine is a chance
to appreciate the minute daily occurrences
that we take for granted.
That which appeared insignificant
in an unconscious repetition
suddenly becomes profoundly meaningful.
The mundane becomes sacred
in the light of such deep appreciation.
We find we yearn for what we had,
so many little acts of connection
and familiar places we can no longer access
because of unforeseen changes
and uncertain futures.
When we aren’t involved in an
unconscious routine
the space of uncertainty lets loose a discomfort
for the one who needs the calm familiar,
the safe, the known.
My friends, be not afraid.
This is an awakening.
How you experience this is entirely up to you.
Take a deep breath with me, now,
and breathe again.
Now is the time to cultivate appreciation.
The molecules of gratitude for
everything you love
coursing through your being
bring tidings of light and health
to every cell of your body.
Drink in what you love, now
through smiling deep breaths
of YES YES YES to life, YES!
Do not let fear pickle your cells
in darkness and despair.
Let me feel your shining smile
through the ethers our friendship now inhabits.
Stand in your one little spot of earth
and declare that you are an anchor
for peace, for gratitude,
for love.
My friends, be not afraid.
This is a sacred time.
Let the visions that were trampled
under the daily stampede of traffic
now float up in a whisper an inch
behind your eyelids.
Listen to this whisper.
It promises the joy you have yearned for
in the deepest center of your soul.
Now is the time to create, to express;
in the space of the unknown
you have so much room to choose
how this goes.
Sweethearts, this…is…a…VACATION!
Celebrate! Love! Sing! Dance!
Enjoy the beloveds you
have the privilege to share space with!
Show us your art!
Sing us your songs!
Let us hear your laugh!
Let us see your funny faces!
Share with us a video
of something beautifully boring!
Let us send little resonances
along the web that connects us
to tickle and delight and uplift
what the outer world cannot touch.

To sum up:

Take a break
to keep calm,
appreciate
and create!

Gratitude Day 38 of 48: Prayer

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There is so much wisdom in surrender,
knowing that I don’t know,
opening to guidance,
keeping the faith that there’s a reason,
relaxing deeper into trust.
When I could finally let go
of the life I thought I had,
the life I felt entitled to,
I finally had the space to welcome
my real life, as it is, right now.
Then the real healing could begin.
I had to let go of my marriage
and I had to let go of my anger
toward my children’s father
for abandoning the marriage.
I had to let go of control
(I had none to begin with).
When everything fell apart
and there was nowhere to go
but through,
I learned to get clear and sober
and fill my mind with prayer.
I learned to turn everything over
to a power greater than myself.
I turned over my thoughts,
words and actions,
my hopes, dreams and fears,
my beliefs, perceptions,
my ideas of success and failure.
Somehow, grace pulled me through
the darkest nights of my soul;
somehow I survived the changes
that took time…
I am grateful for prayers,
sacred words spoken
that bolster my courage
and soothe my bodymind.
I am grateful that my whole life
has become a prayer.