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Only the Wind Speaks

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The wind howled and howled all day.
This evening in yoga class
I challenged my students
to identify the story they told themselves
that was holding them back.
I also challenged them to discover
the practice that would facilitate
their living into the biggest version of themselves.
The wind kept howling just outside the studio window.
It was a mournful sound, a sound of
deep, inconsolable sadness.
I heard the voices of those who had gone on,
the voices of those who regretted deeply
not living the lives
they were born to live.
Now only the wind speaks for them.

Silent No More

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I’m thinking about my voice
and how I could wield it
for social change.
I’m thinking about the role
of social media
in providing a platform
for my voice to be heard.
I’m thinking about
my responsibility
to use my power wisely
with the aim of benefitting
all beings.
I’m thinking about reality,
about betrayal, pain,
grief, loss…and revenge.
I’m wondering what is right.
With so many subjective viewpoints
who gets to say?
I begin to speak my truth,
tentatively at first,
but with more  conviction as time passes.
Then I’m told to be careful.
But haven’t women been careful
for far too long?
I’m thinking about my voice.
I want to use it.
I don’t want to be silent any more.

We Have A Choice

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Whenever I feel despair
hearing about the decisions
the policy makers
are making,
I try to remember
that this a  call to action.
This is a self-defining moment,
an opportunity to proclaim
what really matters to me.
As I make my voice heard
those who hear me
might speak up and speak out
might get up and go out
might look in and find out
what is important to them.
We must live for each other
this is the only way
our precious mother
will survive.
Think of the world
seven generations from now.
I want clean water for them.
I want majestic old trees
and oceans and forests
teeming with life
and a world where
the air is fresh
and the ideas are fresher
guiding us back to
living simply
so that all beings
may simply live.
Now,
I will not give in.
I will not accept
the status quo
where just a few profit
and even fewer are in the know.
We must educate, liberate,
extricate ourselves
from bonds placed on us long ago.
Stand up and tell us who you are.
There are more good people
out there who care
than those who could care less.
Express yourself!
We need your voice.
We DO have a choice.

Finding the Voice of Silence

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Voice is hoarse,
barely there…

How can I speak,
who will hear?

Throat is sore,
raw and tense

It hurts to speak.
I search for presence.

How will I find my voice?
How will I connect
with those around me?

There are many obstacles
put before me
as I walk this path
toward self-awareness

When the body is ill
The path becomes
a steep uphill march
trudging
not knowing why
forgetting,
wanting to give up, give in.

And yet…
there is something in me
that whispers

Breathe
Come back home
Breathe
You are one

Breathe
Relax
Rest

This is the voice
I like to listen to
the most.