Come back
Don’t fall asleep
The world needs your stories
You can solve what troubles you
The antedote is in your chest
In your heart
In your very breath
Even when it feels like it’s breaking apart
and shattered at the core
There is the jewel of what is you
that takes these pieces
that makes meaning in the chaos
The shards are not terrifying
a new mosaic is taking shape
and you are the sculptor
Come back
Don’t fall asleep
The world needs you
I need you
In my arms - all is at peace -
A steady rhythm of heart and breath
To hold and be held
to walk upon this earth
supported with ease and connection
to spirit
to love
to bliss
Come back
Don’t fall asleep
The beauty is you all along
[ This is my birthday gift and to celebrate the month of October ]
Tag: world
To Walk in this world
We share the earth
its riches and gifts
the very air we breath
all for the taking
Not for the hoarding
the I, me, mine
has gotten us to this
pinpoint in time
to really make a shift
in our thinking, in our eating,
in our hearts and words
To walk in this world
we must become the stewards
to respect and replenish
Earth’s many gifts
The future depends on us
though we may not see what
lies ahead
There is power and empowerment
There is sorrow and horrors
like on this blood red ground,
ashes and cinders
where homes, schools and businesses
once stood proud
ready to serve, learn and relax
The fire burned out of control
like when we fire back
unspoken utterly ruthless
gutting thoughts
It’s hard to take those words back
But this too is a turning point
We can ask for forgiveness
deeply apologetically
And take the lessons gained
Lessons learned forward
to our future encounters
our future endeavors
To walk in this world
we must become worldly
not shy, timid or stretched
too thin with productivity
over commitment
we must dig deep and fill our well
so that there is an overflow
of good enough
of a shared right to the Earth’s gifts
Our own gift of peace can turn the tide
Try it. To walk in this world
say hi to a neighbor or heck
even a stranger
If the world feels unfriendly,
be the friend you wish to keep
If you get shut down or ignored,
it’s all part of the warming-up process
our warm hearts and hands
hold you and your beloveds.
Come take a walk with me.
The World Makes Its Own Kind of Music
the song of the bird
the song of the whale
the drumming of raindrops
the howling wind outside
a whirlwind of brown dead leaves rustle.
All symphony.
Even the ear-piercing airplane engines
as they prepare to take flight.
Even the neighbor’s loud, barking dog
that seems to holler out at hourly intervals.
All the world is filled with music.
When all is quiet and the earth seems to be asleep,
my heart leaps into rhythm and drum
– beat after beat –
A constant companion.
I, too, am an instrument.
I can clap, tap or snap.
And when I hum or sing,
a choir of bells arises in my throat.
Music fills the silence.
The steady quiet breath,
a yawn – even a sneeze –
all longing to be a part of that glorious symphony.
The World is Rapidly Changing
The world is rapidly changing
Faster and faster
The moment can hold so much.
My ease, my joy, my lightness,
My good and bad.
The different versions of ourselves.
The good daughter
The sacrificial martyr is not my goal,
Is not the point.
This is the breaking point.
The changing of patterns
That change the story
That change the state of being.
I can be light.
I can jump on the stress train.
I choose where to focus
How to be, to show up.
This is me.