Tag: new earth

Something Beautiful

Tenderness December 28, 2017

It took a little practice to become willing to walk a new path. Finding it meant reaching inside for the light needed to take each step. It meant remaining willing to listen to life and feel my way, even through uncomfortable experiences. It meant trusting a whisper of truth to become louder and the most chaotic experiences to soften and be used to create something beautiful, but not all at once and not all alone.

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Courage to Become

Prayers July 9, 2017

Thank you

for all things

reflecting the sweetness

of the connection

with my own deepest

heart.

Thank you also

for all things

along this path

that have challenged me,

adding to the

tenderness of the journey

and lighting

a fire of courage

to become a little more

free.

Thank you

for courage to set

these things

down.

Amen

A New Path

What's Right Here February 13, 2017

I found

it was possible

to turn in the direction

of natural unity

and abilities

in a world that had

put just about

everything

above the sacredness

of its own soul

and body.

I found it was possible

to look

at where I stood

and choose

to take a different path —

to not get lost

in the grieving of

what could have been

or settle for

bad copies

of what was still

pure —

to remember

what had been kept

hidden and safe

within

my own heart

and to use the skills

I had learned

to find

or create

a new path.

In Exchange for Beauty

Continuing On January 31, 2017

My deepest posture

became one

of reverence.

I found my deepest

self could endure

much shaking

on the surface.

It could honor all

parts of the whole,

without clinging

to a set of ideas

I had thought

myself to be

for a while.

It was no longer

about winning.

It was about

finding a way through

a natural process,

where I had the

chance to participate

in my own evolution —

reaching for a hand —

encouraging others

through my willingness

to face

my own hidden pain

that was entangled

with theirs —

setting down

a false

sense of self

and bits of pride

in exchange for

natural beauty

and connection.

It was the hardest

and most simple thing.