Brenda, you have captured me, mid-sentence and I love you already. For all us yearning romantic souls out there – women and men – human beings, emerging from the shattered cocoons of our human doings, I salute, celebrate and honour you, with every tiny fractured morsel of my heart.
Somewhere along the line,
We got off. Abandoned our journey.
Switched off the lights, silently.
Locked the door, dropped the keys.
Stopped playing hide and seek
Hid joy, hid sorrow, hid everything.
So afraid of losing something,
We lost everything.
So much beauty, joy and yes – love – that four-letter word, which our weary hearts become too cynical of. Let’s never get so weary that we can no longer see, touch, hear and feel the beauty of this life, this world. The beauty within ourselves and within each other. Nameste. xx
The day seeks to burn its memory into our souls
Setting fire to the oncoming dusk
Scorching a trench of light between it and the gloaming
It is a reminder to the darkness that it is powerless
Incapable of resisting all that it means to GLOW
And that despite those few hours of night
A new day burns just over the horizon
Image courtesy Michelle Marie
Dawn breaks, the day unfolds.
A crisp, fresh, untouched page
To explore, wide-eyed and innocent
The beauty, wonder and miracle of today,
Oggi, aujourd’hui, heute, dzisiaj.
Here comes Alice in Wonderland,
Chasing, chasing, chasing the white rabbit,
Until falling into that blissful coma
of inspiration overload,
She knows that there is nothing ever to catch or grasp,
That there is only that one door, which opens to another and another and another…
The door of imagination, eager anticipation
And an endless array of white rabbits…
But oh what fun, what joy, to see, to touch,
To hear and feel so very much,
To rise and fall, to rise and fall again, to be…
Being is oh so very becoming.
It all starts and ends with us. Forgiveness, reconciliation and integration. The three steps to openhearted, openminded loving, living and giving.
We all want to feel safe. It’s important. When we feel safe, we feel confident and more willingly open ourselves to new experiences. In fact, feeling safe leads to the willingness to take risks – to risk being known, being seen, loving and feeling loved. As we encounter the world in all its various ways of showing us what being safe means, we learn to open and close our hearts (and minds) when we feel respected or rejected. Paul Gilbert¹, the developer of Compassion Focused Therapy, uses the term “safeness” to describe the experience of being safe. It’s different from “safety” or “safety-seeking” which tend to be what we do when we are engaged in the threat evaluation/response processes.
There are many things in our environment that we have learned are safe and many we have learned are unsafe. Hot stoves, fast-moving traffic, dark alleys and the like are easy to discern in…
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