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Thoughts On My Mid-Pandemic Birthday

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Today I turn 43;
This body has made
43 trips around the sun,
and it seems significant
that I find myself alone
to send up rockets of appreciation
from my square foot of earth
to celebrate the occasion of my birth.
I like myself.
I like the company I keep
in the quiet moments
when there is no one else
to break the silence,
when I have the space to listen to
the deep music of what continues
without human effort,
what remains,
what hums
when we finally slow down
and accept that
enough is enough.

Gratitude: Day 16 of 48

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I need my alone time…

As an introvert, my alone time is essential
to my health and well-being.
As a spiritual seeker, it is crucial to my practice.
And as a human being it is a necessary element
to embrace in my daily life
as I discover who I am in this world.
Alone, I can hear the birdsong
and the windsong and the watersong.
I can peer into the very nature of existence itself
with no one there to distract me from my journey.
Alone I can hear the voice of my spirit
whispering where to go, what to do,
what to say and to whom.
Alone I can see myself, hear myself,
hold myself, know myself.
I am grateful, so grateful
for my solitude.

Just Get Quiet and Still

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If I can just get quiet and still
and go within and listen
I can hear the heartbeat
of the Universe.
I can feel the deep peace
that is my true nature.
I can sense the oneness of being
that is the truth of existence.
Yeah, I should probably
just get quiet and still
and go within and listen
more often.

NaPoWriMo 2018, Day 23: Out There

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In this world where everything has died
I notice the silence above all.
Sometimes a car passes by
reminding me that life goes on for others,
out there.
But in here, in this house,
everything has died.
I buy myself some flowers
and for a few days
their sweet scent reminds me of living…
but as all living things must,
the flowers wilt and decay
and now I am responsible for
disposing of their remains.
If only the remains of my marriage
could be thrown out like the spent flowers.
Its faded scent lingers,
and so do all the fallen petals
of the hope I kept alive for so long.
My children are with him tonight.
He took our two cats as well;
it’s eerily silent here.
Silent like death.
Now here I am,
listening to this absence of sound
inside a home once raucous
with the symphony of existence.
A car passes by now,
reminding me of the life that goes on out there.

I Should Have Chosen Silence

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You’d think after all this time
I’d have the sanity
to decline
important conversations
after he’s had too much wine.
But my ego was bruised
and I guess my mind confused
which course of action
would lead to resolution
and which to more confusion.
When my fear speaks louder
than the quiet wisdom within
it’s time to shut my mouth
and retreat far away
from the din of those
who know not
that silence is an option.

Watch What Happens

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What would happen
if you could really trust
the unfolding of your life?
What if you could trust
the wisdom that is
already there within you?
Please understand,
this isn’t about
sitting back and doing nothing
and calling this trust…
But it is about tuning in
to the guidance deep within you
and letting that inner knowing
show you the way.
This deep knowing
has an understanding
that extends far beyond
the linear mindset
of our day to day minds.
This knowing can guide you
in your thoughts, words and actions
to meet the perfect unfolding
of this moment
as you show up
with your highest potential.
Spend a little time
in silence each day;
get to know the source
of your deep knowing.
Then watch what happens
as you listen to that wise voice;
watch what happens
as you trust
in the perfect unfolding
of this one precious life
that is yours.

Spacious, Silent Being

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I sit down to write
and I think
I don’t have anything to say.
And this strikes me
as a good thing.
When noise assails us
every day,
every moment of our lives—
silence becomes a rare
and precious gift.
Offering such silence
to oneself—
even rarer.
So, as I look inwards,
if I notice only silence,
I’ll accept this gift,
and sit in this quiet place,
grateful to receive
this moment of
spacious, silent being.