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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.

I Surrender

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I have to work hard to stay clear,
present, awake, open.
When my beautiful children mention going to dinner
to celebrate their dad’s birthday
with the other woman,
when they say her name,
I just want to vomit.
I want to stomp up and down
and scream out
THIS ISN’T FAIR.
But I’m attending two 12 step meetings
every week now,
and I know enough by now
to turn this one over to my Higher Power.
Now God, show me how to contain myself.
Show me how to be an adult.
Show me how to forgive.
Show me what to do with this sadness.
I give up.
I surrender.
Now can you take this pain away?

NaPoWriMo 2018, Day 22: No More BLTs

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Today’s prompt asks us to take one of the following statements and make it possible. I love stepping into the realm of infinite possibility!  Here are the statements:

The sun can’t rise in the west.

A circle can’t have corners.

Pigs can’t fly.

The clock can’t strike thirteen.

The stars cannot rearrange themselves in the sky.

A mouse can’t eat an elephant.

Guess which one I’m choosing? It involves porcine creatures.
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Evolution happens,
and pigs are tired of being turned into bacon.
They want to live, love, and be free,
just like the rest of us.
So they turn their piggy eyes heavenward and  invoke
the Great Piggy in the Sky
Oh Divine Mother-Father Creator of all Porcines,
let us sprout wings that we and our offspring
might find the promised land,
free of these barbarians who kill us and eat us.
Their pleas do not fall on deaf ears;
the Great Piggy in the Sky
takes pity on all the little piggies on earth,
and poof!
With a single thought in the mind
of the Infinite Creator,
the pigs grow wings and they fly off.
And that’s why, dear child,
BLTs are a thing of the past.

A Few Realizations

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I realized that
the kids and I are happier without him.
I realized that I’m glad to see him go
and be with another.
I realized I’m grateful to her;
she helped to set me free.
I’m grateful to him; I forgive him.
and the whole Universe
is behind me
and with me
and ahead of me
and below me
and above me
and all around me
and inside me.
I realized that
ALL IS WELL.

Forgiveness All Day

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I spent the day praying
for a miracle of forgiveness.
I didn’t want to hold grievances
against anyone anymore.
I wanted to be free
of all the negativity
that was chaining me
to hurts of my past.
It seemed to go quite well,
this heart-opening I requested
from God and the Angels.
I felt lighter, more spacious,
more free,
as I imagined forgiving everyone
in my life, no exceptions.
But then night fell.
He went out with his friends
leaving me alone with the kids…
again.
And I was tired.
And they wouldn’t go to bed.
Then they wouldn’t stay in bed.
So I yelled. I got loud and angry.
But hey,
I practiced forgiveness all day,
so maybe I’ll be able
to extend some to myself.

True Grace

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Little by little
the awakening comes.
Can I be patient?
Can I love the one
who needs time to learn?
Self-acceptance begins
with radical honesty.
Can I look at the parts
I’ve been rejecting,
the parts I’ve been ashamed of,
and hold them tenderly,
just allowing them to be?
When I stop fighting with reality
a space opens up within me,
and I can see rightly.
I pray:
May I trust in this process.
May I surrender to the One
who knows me better than
I know myself.
May I allow this One
to open my eyes, mind,
body, and heart
to this moment as it is.
May I know true grace.

A Prayer for the Angry

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A prayer
for those who struggle with anger,
coming from a woman
who deals with anger
more than she cares to admit,
but at least you can rest assured
that this comes from an authentic place
of direct experience–
how else would I know
how to speak about it?

Today let my fuse
grow one fraction of an inch longer,
that for one fraction of a second
I might pause
and remember
that I am not this
heavy feeling that wants to consume me,
wildfire in a drought ridden-forest.
Let the fires be soothed
in the cooling rain of compassion.
And when I come back to myself,
let me be just a little more forgiving,
that I might extend lovingkindness
to myself and others,
and in healing myself,
create the conditions
for healing the world.