Monday Mindfulness

Cultivating Strength, Joy, Calm & Resilience

Category Archives: awakening


by Leave a comment

Catching dreams

Looking into the web of life,

relationships and experiences overlapping.

Sorting.

Parting.

Finding

gaps and angles

through which to feel,

through which to see,

through which to move.

The veil of consciousness pulls back,

revealing that this filter isn’t to keep the negative, dark or painful elements out,

but to feel the self as

forever capable of  

great joy,

ease,

and love,

regardless of all else.

Catching the truth.

Removing doubt

that this life

is here for any other

reason than to notice

and remember 

what is

beautiful.


by Leave a comment

Multiple Truths

My capacity is larger than my hurt.

The tear rolls down my cheek, 

just a fraction of the bigger me.

Full and brimming and yet still quite small.

I feel both at the same time,

my tear

and my breath,

my breath

and my heart,

my heart

and my strength.

I can hold grief and gratitude.

Love and disappointment.

Compassion and boundaries.

Sadness and peace.


by Leave a comment

Just Blooming

Sensitive,

not fragile,

discerning,

not judgmental,

discriminately absorbing,

not assimilating.

Cyclically blooming to retain resilience.

Protection

without

hardening.

Exotic?

Mysterious?

Nope.

Just being

fully

oneself.


by Leave a comment

Living Whole

Today is complete.

From sunrise to sunset.

The space is full,

Just as is.

Not needing 

anything else.

Nothing more.

No pressure.

No expectations.

Full permission 

to simply be.

In the wholeness,

The enoughness,

The grace,

Of every sunrise

Every sunset

And every moment 

in between

The task at hand

Is simply to be.


by Leave a comment

Revolution

Newness and unfamiliarity

fuel curiosity.

Forward momentum guides creativity. 

Acceptance reveals the path to joy.

Growth is the gift of change.


by Leave a comment

Fractionated

Feeling small in the shadows.

Isolated.

Distilled down.

The whole broken

Apart.

Sifting and settling,

Until in the dark,

In the stillness,

In the pain,

A soft voice whispers,

You are something more.

The pieces begin to reform.


by Leave a comment

Discarded

Alone, 

it rested 

below the fresh 

and blossoming 

bouquet, 

forgotten, 

dropped. 

As if it’s work was done,

the petal fell, 

tired, 

heavy, 

worn.

It left the collective

where it had so faithfully held on,

believing that its beauty lay

in its contribution.

It could hold on no more.

It had to drop away. 

It had to pull apart.

In its moment of letting go 

and seeming it was done,

that petal 

became 

its most beautiful 

version 

of itself.


by Leave a comment

Step by step

Learning to step 

without overstepping,

or stepping back.

Learning to care

without caring

about results.

Learning to feel

with feeling

instead of thought.

Learning to differentiate

between true joy

and fleeting excitement.

Cultivating peace

over emptiness 

in the stillness.

Learning that love 

is a state of being.