Looking out through these eyes
I sometimes forget
that what others see is no less valid
than what appears true to me.
When I get still and look within
I envision a universe
where all truths can coexist
leaving space for
what is true for you
and what is true for me.
No matter what, I’m learning.
I’m learning that beyond duality
there’s a gorgeous realm of seeing
without the labels
of right or wrong
good or bad
male or female.
We could also call it
the realm of being
or the realm of experiencing.
It’s where the mind
that fixates on the past
or projects into the future
doesn’t hold the same sway,
where the living, breathing moment
holds us and relaxes us
to the point that we can open to it and welcome it
like we would an old friend or lover
who knows all there is to know about us
and loves us anyway.
In a different place,
a chance to see who I am
away from what is familiar.
I see that I was wrong
about who I thought I was.
I see that I understood nothing.
All this time,
but thinking I could see.
Is this new sight a delusion as well?
I was stumbling around in the dark,
bumping and bashing into things,
tripping, falling, bumbling,
wondering why I had no direction…
Then, I got clear,
found the light,
switched it on and SAW.
I made a mess
when I was crashing around blindly,
and now, in my clarity,
I see there are some repairs to be made.
To myself: It really isn’t all your fault.
To my kids: I’m working on being the patient, loving,
kind, compassionate mother you deserve.
To life: I really am grateful for you,
and I’m sorry if I ever appeared otherwise.
To God: Please just tell me, because I am so dense,
where you want me to go, what you want me to do,
what you want me to say, and to whom.
Let me stay awake now.
Let the light keep shining.
Maybe I am certifiably nuts,
but hey, I will enjoy this journey.
what’s the point, seriously?
Living this path of joy
you could reach the end
and say with confidence
I LIVED every day of my life!
You could be terrified at the end
full of grief, regret, longing,
seeing so clearly
all that you could have done
or should have done
but chose not to do
because you didn’t see
how absolutely worthy
you were of the deepest joy.
Tell me again,
which do you choose—
The path of regret
or the path of joy?
Trust in the enfolding.
Your little eyes see enormous things
but they can’t see everything.
Isn’t life more beautiful
when viewed from the mystery of being?
Give yourself to this moment.
Really open your eyes and look around.
The only obstacle to awakening
is the story about what should be
clouding your mind, caught up
obsessing about a fantasy.
Wake up to this reality,
so much kinder than any
illusion ever could be.
Suddenly the whole picture
is brighter, more vibrant.
You see more.
You feel more.
You are more.
This is the greatest magic:
When you show up
with your whole self
experiencing this reality
with your open heart,
just to be.
Ours is not the task of fixing the entire world all at once, but of stretching out to mend the part of the world that is within our reach. —Clarissa Pinkola Estes
Most of what enters our immediate experience
is there for our pure enjoyment–
the beautiful colors, the sounds,
the quality of the light, the air,
the water we drink, the food we eat,
the company we keep.
The deeper we look, the more we see
what we have to be grateful for.
When you look out at the world,
if it looks like everything is broken,
Perhaps it is your perception that needs fixing.
We all come around
in our own time, at our own pace,
in our own way.
You cannot plant a seed
and expect it to sprout one hour later,
and bear fruit the next day–
that is pure folly.
But you can plant the seed
and tend to it,
create the best possible conditions
for the seed to sprout, grow, bloom,
and give of itself completely.
So it is with each human being,
so it is with this world.
Just start today
choosing to see the perfection of life
for five whole minutes.
Prepared to be amazed
as you look out on the world
with the eyes of innocence once again.
As ombré ink illuminates the page
I am fulfilled by the perfection of life.
reality never ceases to amaze me
when I open my eyes and get out of my head.
Friendships blossom all around me
mirroring the friendship I’m cultivating
with my Self.
It was always this good,
I just wasn’t awake enough to see it.
It’s easy to believe you are alone
in moments of anger,
The energy of these heavy emotions
draws us into our own swirls and spirals
of that in us which is unresolved,
But there is a way to escape
that entraps us in our own darkness.
Look around you.
See the other beings with whom you share this space,
this same feeling,
this same wanting,
When you see that you are truly not alone,
then you can find relief–
a communion of similar souls
walking this path
also trying to awaken,
to be happy,
to be healthy,
to be peaceful and at ease.
Look around you.
Whatever it is that you are feeling,
you are not alone.