•March 9, 2017 • Leave a Comment
Reflections On Becoming (and Being) a Strong Woman
(For women on International Women’s Day.)
It was a gradual acceptance of “my own” being as important as his or hers – desires, opinions, preferences and even fears. An understanding of the responsibility of choice, honesty and amplification. A realization that to be in my own skin is an incredible experience shared only with myself; only the deepest “I” knows what really goes on in there and gets to decide what happens outside. (And to the “out” side.)
It is a refreshing joy to learn more of more and more opportunity, connection, quality on the other side of letting go. Of becoming real. And to see in the way I wish to be seen provides opportunities for newness, growth and healing; paints us all out of our corners, advances us into creativity and takes back a certain collective power not previously yielded in the same way. And when I can’t… I no longer waste time in the direction of opposing energy but learn to love myself again, to ask for what is needed and in doing so, celebrate
•February 21, 2017 • Leave a Comment
An urge to rewrite wrongs came on strong, like a tidal wave of distraction.
And words observed, but not really heard prompted overly frustrated reaction.
But the seeds of change began to germinate, sprouting leaves of still more learning;
generosity without reciprocity is kindness received, but not without earning.
Love cannot be so without fully letting go and opening wider to let in.
For only when in this state can we begin to offer a powerful response from within.
Though the past contains truth, it’s not the direction we move and not as real as it may seem.
There is only one way and it’s name is today: the gradual embrace of a dream.
•February 2, 2017 • Leave a Comment
If every unseen atom savoured each fraction of unnoticed seconds, it might have the potential to be measured. But hours, days and weeks go by without consideration of progress. Until suddenly it is that certain month when specific dates sound the alarm and alert, warn, demand enough attention that seconds become precious again.
Congratulations: you are alive today.
Wake up and work out your senses, feel deeply your moments; fully immerse heart, mind, body and soul in this bright light, this dark shadow. Let the landmark of now consume and savour and break apart any remaining evidence of permanence, all trace of waste and every cause for amplification of anything other than celebration of here and now in space and time.
And let our progress be measured.
•January 28, 2017 • Leave a Comment
Jan. 23/24, 2017
The time it takes to synthesize
can still pass right before your eyes.
But it doesn’t rush, it doesn’t cheat,
what it gives it gets, what it takes is sweet.
•January 19, 2017 • Leave a Comment
January 17, 2017
A possible “jazzy” song…
Little feet, how could you know how you own heart beats, let alone how to grow?
Of course you would live like there’s not enough love for you to give.
You hurt someone because someone hurt you. It’s so obvious that you’d feel like it’s the thing to do. Of course you would live like pain is all that you have to give.
You were angry once but couldn’t let it out. You took your time to think it through.
In time your pain finally broke your brain; in time it could rebuild again – it’s true (you can recover the real you, you’re still there somewhere).
Little feet, you pushed (and pushed) so hard to catch up to your own heart beat, while your dreams grew so far and so wide and so now, you’re better equipped to expand and allow (there is no catching up to do) somewhere; somehow.
You’re growing into who you are right now.
•January 8, 2017 • Leave a Comment
January 4, 2017
In the great calm after devils are shaken away, there is space.
Enough space to evaluate speed and direction, and to focus with ease and precision.
And in the absence of ums and ahs, the light grows and grows, filling all surrounding space with increased perspective and understanding.
It is knowing the reasons and the timing after having rested and remembered.
It is standing strong on ground that doesn’t exist, most of the time and looking for things to grow.
It is believing and then seeing, which is not always popular or possible but often both.
And when intentions collide and things want to grow, oh my how they do.
•January 1, 2017 • Leave a Comment
January 1, 2017
The mentality of opportunity has arrived with the potential of a new seed. With just a little attention, it’s migration direction can shift at all angles. Hard rights and curved lefts once overwhelmed by north winds now bring a somewhat gentler focus. And fertile ground only becomes increasingly elusive with every passing moment; less potent with age.
Let us build a new compass. One capable of navigating all directions including height, depth and saturation. May our solar powered wind farms harvest as they guide.
I will open up the earth, turning soil and adding nutrients… continuing to ready all that is within for fresh life. For maximum yield. For new seeds that will die before they live again and old seeds easily germinating. For planned preparations and unscheduled adjustments and all that opportunity brings.