Connection

Fulfillment

We seek fulfillment.
Our bodies take it all in.
We find nourishment	
In the foods we eat
And in the information
We consume.

We seek fulfillment
From the outside world,
Which can nourish.
It can hold.
It can bind.

We seek satiation
And satisfaction.
Taking from the earth
We feel filled up
And lifted up.

We can be held in each other’s arms.
Our own thoughts and prayers
Guide us on the path.

Our minds can bind us
To the truth
Or to one fixed view.

We take in and seek fulfillment
In a focused moment
Or a broader view.

It can feel hard if not impossible
To let go
What we’ve become accustomed to:
The same familiar foods,
Deeply held emotions and beliefs.

It can feel that we ourselves are also being consumed
If we can’t take care of each other
And be mindful of what is acceptable
And beneficial to consume.

Does it nourish?
It all becomes integrated and a part of our cells.

So let’s choose wisely.
Not just for a single fleeting moment
But all precious moments.
Fulfillment is possible.
Connection

RELEASE

Release the urge to get it right
Perfection is the joy destroyer.

Release the desire to sound eloquent
To have the right words delivered
At the exact moment.

Release and trust that I will receive
What I’m meant to.

There is no end goal
No finish line
No final product.

We are all works in progress
And there is always room for more:
More edits, for rewrites, to rehashing
And then what’s left?
Hacked up, tattered words
Left on the page.

Torn fragments.
Might as well make confetti
And see where the words land.
That would show perfection.

I don’t have to do it right
Or get it right.
There is no finish line where 
I suddenly become who I’m meant to be.

I am her now.
I embrace and embody her now.
There is no “there” to get to.
I am the joy, the connection,
The creator.

I am the words that you see,
The sounds that you hear.
They are all a part of me
And a part of you too.

Where does creativity come from?
The seed of the soul is my guess.

What seeds are you going to plant today?
What nourishment does your soul desire?
What would you like to plant?

Place them in your palm
And touch the earth.
You are forever supported
And nourished.
Connection

Cinnamon

The fragrant cinnamon 
sprinkled on my oatmeal
Fills my nostrils
Signaling the start of my day.

I break the fast
And gratefully accept
The flavors of blueberry, apple, and walnuts.

It is but a few minutes
Of quiet nourishment.
And I try not to get lost in thought
Of have-to’s and time constraints.

Each morning is like this.
A brief moment to savor
Before the mad rush of
Getting the kids ready for school
And my morning commute to work.

All is still 
Just in this moment.
The floating fragrant cinnamon oatmeal
Fulfills and fuels me.
For I know not what today brings.
But for now,
Just in this moment,
I am nourished and whole.