Go To The Oak Tree

"Let's enter back into the complex, tangled work

of letting go...and letting ourselves be told."

I love, love, love this.

Especially when I'm feeling frustrated because

I'm unclear in my purpose; 

wandering without focus...

I can trust in the silent guidance from deep within and around  me...

softening into that trust and taking things

as they come, especially when they're not 

what I am anticipating or prepared for.

It's simple but not easy in a world that worships certainty.

We are part of a vast magnificence.

Namaste'

 

When One Door Closes

"there is always a window,

waiting with quiet light

and the promise of a new path."

The thought of "quiet light" gives

me a deep sense of consolation.

I want to keep this image close in my mind,

to reach for it when things feel unnerving.

I repeat to myself: "quiet light" over and over and over.

We are in this together...Our day will come...soon.

Let it be so.

Namaste'

 

Your Worst Fears Will Happen

I get a pit in my stomach every time I read those first few lines.

So much so, I want to run and hide and NOT share it.

Yet, the following phrases carry such a promise

of resilient transformation, that I forge ahead.

Some people have experienced their worst fears

close in through intimate, personal loss.

I bow my head and heart to you.

Losing the election isn't the same as losing a cherished person.

There's no comparison, I know and comparing isn't useful.

"You not only live, you're remade,

jusr as rivers are remade by rain..."

I find such hope and comfort in these words...

and these:

"you will not only sing the new song...

equal parts haunting and beautiful--

you will be the new song

and the silence that holds it."

I am changing the you to we...

We will not only sing the new song...

Namaste'

 

If Only

Personally, I'd take love in the form of air...

we'd be breathing it in and out without thinking about it.

We'd simply be doing it...constantly...

we couldn't live without it.

It would be the simplest,

most automatic, life giving energy.

When it stopped,

we'd stop. 

Wouldn't that be something?

If only.

Namaste'

 

The Morning After

My heart reverberates with the permission to rage.

It will need to burn for awhile, I suspect.  

At least for two and possibly four years.

However, I look forward to the day when 

"I will remember how to breathe again--

and then my hand will reach for yours, and from the ashes

we will rise, howl roar love our way bigger"...and better!

May it come to pass.

Our day will come!

Namaste'

 

To Walk In The Mad World And Not Be Mad

Such magnificence here.

He names the stark horrors

and immediately redeems them

through his agency...and relays that agency to us.

No sugar coating on the ugly truth;

while handing us the antidote...

the way to turn it into gold.

The way to cope.

A map for the way forward.

"To have the heaviness weigh two tons

but find lightness knowing I'm not alone."

I'm so grateful I'm not alone.

Namaste'

 

Torn Mind

I would never have considered being jealous of Jonah.

And yet, the belly of a whale sounds like a nice place

to retreat to for the next two/four years.

"to settle into time like it does into water"

To sink into the depths like the whale...

Let's keep this in mind when the surface is tumultuous.

"To patient beside the rumbling pump room of the heart."

This reminds me not to let my heart become stone...

to tend to it with tender care and continual concern.

To find "the quiet there...nowhere and everywhere at once."

And my favorite line of the poem:

"The holiness of that wholeness."

We have what it takes to meet this challenge.

We will find treasures we do not know exist.

I found one last night in a room overflowing

with folks showing up...gathering together...

in light of what's ahead...ready to stand strong.

We will see what the wonder of goodness is capable of.

Namaste'