A Mother's Reminder

Parting the Red Sea's not so hard

You just gotta keep moving forward like Moses

And it doesn't matter if you march, dance, stagger, crawl, or run...

Hell, stumble and roll if you have to

Just always keep moving forward

Smell that

Open your mouth and taste it

You know what that is? It's the Winds of Change

Don't you ever forget that smell, that taste

Remember it, and when it comes you go with it

Keep moving forward

Elemental

Singing my Soul to the ocean

Slowing down
Slowing down
Slowing down

Sinking
Sinking
Sinking 

Into the Day
Into the Gift
Into the Promise

Open myself to the sky
Merge my breath with the winds
Offer up my shoulders to the Sun for a warm kiss

Loosening

Letting the weightiness of unanswered questions take flight on the wings of the seagull

Loosening my grip
Opening up my hands

Sinking
Sinking
Sinking

My flesh and my bones into the sand of my earthiness
Ooooh this beautiful, soft dance of giving and receiving

Letting salt water's rise and fall, cleanse and  reveal the treasure
Of a heart vulnerable but willing

To forgive
To love
To be Joy filled

The Giving

And Spring came

And she gave of herself

To the frozen waters of her old friend

The Northumberland Strait.

Whispered words of reunion

Mingled warmly between the two

And they melted

One into the other.

The Heaviness of Loss

There is a heaviness to loss, to grief

An abundance of feelings that flood our bones

And weigh down our steps

We carry it daily

Sometimes embracing

Sometimes resenting

And still...we carry

I sit here today, my mood reflective

What can be done with this experience of loss

That seems to be so much a part of living

Do we stall? Confront? Shut down? 

OR

Can we, instead,

Plant seeds of 'hope and mercy' deep within the loss

Can we, believe

Like the seed, that sleeps in winter, in our own resilience

And give beauty the time it needs to take root and grow

To transform the pain of loss into medicine

For ourselves, and for others

Metanoia

a limitless and vast keeper of the shadow and light

holding  space for abundance

holding space for loss 

Space to "Be."

Fully

Hesitantly

Joyfully

Sorrowfully

Holding onto the hem

Holding on to Grace within certainty and within doubt

Trusting and breathing in, 

"We are always in the presence of God, because God surrounds us."

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The below quote was borrowed from Robert (Bob) Lockhart.  

"We are always in the presence of God, because God surrounds us." - Bob Lockhart

To All God's Mystics

You found yourself through the finding of your God

You were found in the storms of life

Storms, that one by one, uncovered and revealed your backbone

Cracking Silence

Every piece of your beautiful backbone

Now adorned in sackcloth and ash
Has found its voice and sings

Sings its songs of mourning and celebration

Beautiful songs

Alive in Nature

Carried on the wind
Announcing prodigal beginnings

I Wonder

I wonder...what is your story?

 

What were your moments of glory…

of the mundane…

of joy…

of sorrow…

of love…

of neglect…

of shame…

of courage…

 

How did you do navigating life's twists and turns...

navigating possibilities?

 

Did you seize them or by default let them seize you?

 

Where are the piles of ash that you rose triumphantly from?

Are there remnants of ash stubbornly still clinging to your shoes?

 

When you found that old door closed

 Is it true that there is always a window found opened wide?

 

I wonder...What is your story?

 

What are the revelations and epiphanies tucked away

  In your dresser drawers and in the folds of your heart?

 

 

Like the Tide to the Moon

Fall in love ...



No.

I shall rise in love

Like the tide to the moon

 Sweeping up

Facing toward

Releasing all that I am

Into that sweet gravitational pull

Yes. 

It is time for Humankind to rise in Love. 

High time I dare say,

High tide time.