13 Billion Year Old Atoms

"Listen to the way your heart beats, 

and sense the blood that rushes through your body."

I would add to note the blinking of your eyes and

feel the automatic balance between light and dark,

and note how your chest rises and falls,

in rhythm with the tides in

reciprocity with the plant world

alternating between giving and receiving

the necessary elements of life.

We are unconsciously participating

 in miraculous movements

all. 

the. 

time.

"Our souls are rivers..."

And our souls require respect and care

in order to stay healthy and thriving.

It would be ideal if goodness happened 

automatically from every living creature.

But as we are witnessing...it does not.

We are returning to healthy balance.

The ship of state has been foundering

and we are correcting its course.

We're in this together

and we will prevail.

Namaste'

 

A Call Back

"Back to that invisible force that lifts us from the ground

when gravity greed grief pin us down, back to that something 

that grows a human from a single cell the size of a poppyseed."

The size of a poppyseed?

I knew I started from a single cell, but never associated it with a poppy seed.

I know what its like to attempt to plant seeds that small while giving them some space.

Without a magnifying glass and tiny tweezers, it's pretty nigh impossible.

Cardinal flower seeds come to mind.

She's wise not to attempt to name this something.

It's best to allow the majesty and omnipetence to forever remain, unnamed.

No need to diminish, dilute or confine.

Thank goodness there are still some things beyond our grasp and manipulation.

Namaste'

 

Balance

"Inspire to be each other's darkness

as much as the light."

Thinking of darkness in terms of what's unknown or hidden away

instead of what's wrong or unwanted is changing how I operate.

I catch myself attending to blinking.

Dark, light, dark, light, dark, light.

An unconscious balancing act we do constantly;

mostly without thought or regard.

How does one go about being the darkness for another?

I'm thinking it has to be done as awkward companions?

"Be the [one who] helps the other shine.

Be the [one who] shines in the dark."

Which is essentially the same thing, isn't it?

"be these things to each other in turn."

Something like blinking, right?

Namaste'

Sometimes Fear Does Not

I debated vigorously with myself about posting this because

I hate being afraid; so much so I get angry

and when I get angry, I get vengeful.

 I don't like myself when I'm vengeful 

because when I'm vengeful, I get petty and mean.

It's rather horrifying, honestly.

Almost as horrifying as what I'm afraid of.

(I hope this makes sense.)

I'm slowly learning it doesn't have to be this way.

As much as I struggle with "you must do it afraid";

perhaps that is the answer even as I shrink away from it.

Not in a "you have to do everything you feel you're called to do" way,

but in a "you've got this. Yes, this is hard, 

really hard, but you can do it and do it

with grace and dignity" way.

The alternative is to hide my head and 

let the fear win...let the horror win.

That's unacceptable.

You know what?  It's not about winning or losing.

It's about being able to tell myself I showed up

even when I really, REALLY didn't want to.

 This river, our river is more than a physical river

worthy of profound respect and care.

For me, she symbolizes the river of goodness

flowing through all of us whether we act like it or not.

The physical river will come back, in time...lots of time...

She is resilient and strong in that way.

Yet, this is now and I am here and this matters.

The river matters now.

 Truth and fairness matter.

Goodness matters.

 

Namaste'

 

Today Is A Good Day

"touch the world like it could feel you back."

I'm having to sit with this 

for a minute or two;

or forever, even.

I would hope that if I were to wake 

from a deep sleep

and look around like its the first time,

I'd find myself curious and intriqued.

Are there borrowed parts of me?

I like to think I'm ripened enough to 

be the sole owner of every part

and no longer need any approval.

Although, I confess, it's nice to find approval 

every once in awhile when simply doing my usual.

"stand in your truth even if 

it makes the room quieter."

My favorite line of this whole piece.

Even as I cringe to imagine it.

I hope with all my heart, you, dear reader,

are "being wildly, recklessly, 

kind to yourself.

Because you matter.

Namaste'

 

Sometimes You Must Realize

"past pain overshadowing the view"?

Something to sit with a minute, I'm thinking.

Can I get a glimpse through the 

"clouds over lands I cannot see clearly"?

I admit, these days the clouds are thick and murky.

Currently, its not stories of old storms blocking my view.

It's the shock of unexpected horror stories in the present.

Yet, I know humans have endured this before...

in a variety of tragedies we carry with us.

We now have the power to transmute them.

Rewrite old traumas into  triumphs.

Perhaps of a softer, quieter nature...

planting seeds in rich soil

instead of horns blaring?

The much needed rain comes in as I write these words.

A storm of nourishment for freshly planted seeds.

We're in this together and we will prevail.

Namaste'

 

The Turning

This is one of my deep favorites.

"for we are all cast shining and short-lived into the sky--

The truth of "short-lived" rests weighty on my bones

as my ripening continues leading me toward nothing.

And nothing is a discussion worthy of contemplation.

What I most love is "hear the tale of the time

 we 'almost' broke the world."

Another truth that weighs heavy on my heart and bones...

will I live to tell this tale?

It's second on my bucket list. 

The one other one?

Learn Love.

We're in this together...

Namaste'