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Cultivating Strength, Joy, Calm & Resilience

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Night follies

Tossing and turning

to release the entanglements,

the incomplete exchanges,

the charges,

the depletions,

the crossings,

taking from,

or rejecting

others

and self.

Battling in the darkness

the shame

and judgment

of the weaknesses,

mistakes,

and stuckness.

Playing the game

of loathing,

disaappintment,

protection,

defeat,

revenge,

in my sleep.

All the while knowing that whatever happened yesterday does not decide today.  

No matter the outcome of the dreams or circumstances of before,

I will awake to a whole new tomorrow,

another opportunity to play.


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Real Work

I stop to touch the tree trunk as I walk by.

My nose perceives the sweetness of bright white clusters of flowers on the horizon and the moistness of the ground beneath me.

I watch as stillness and movement come and go.

I sense the invisible currents of the air

that bring me sounds,

some familiar and many more curious.

This is the work of being on this earth.

Not leaving memories,

but making them.


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The Climb

When I peel away the stories,

When I release the plans I made,

When I drop into this very moment,

I see and feel so clearly

The peace,

The grace,

The love,

And the joy

At the core of my being.

I know this as the truth.

This mountain could not have been built of anything less.

This mountain I now climb provides the vantage point from which I launch into my unboundedness.


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Unseeing

The gift of sight is precious.

And the gift of sight quite limiting.

Energy bent,

refracted,

contorted,

to fit the confines of the mind.

Even with eyes closed,

the mind is seeing.

All of it fabricated.

If the image banks once overflowing were purged,

all unseen,

what would remain?

The seer.

The knower behind and beyond the images.

The opportunity to reimagine,

as in dreams,

as in daydreams,

as in reality,

all for the sake of being seen.


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Allow Me

Root my grounding cord deep into the earth.

Open my mind to the wisdom of the universe.

Flow endless love and joy through the river of my heart.

Fuel me with confidence and clarity.

Allow me to be a humble reservoir of harmony and balance,

in the space between earth and sky,

in this space of being human.


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Regal Seagull

I fly out over the waves I call my home in search of nourishment.

In my seeking, I drift farther and farther from my nest.

Eventually, I am too tired to go on.

As I land, I find completely unfamiliar surroundings.

So unnerving, the experience of stepping out of the familiar, even when it’s for my own survival.

Do I retrace my steps and return to what was and where I came from, scavenging and settling for the scraps?

Do I settle into this new space and look ahead, embracing the unfamiliar and uncertain?

I can turn back or I can stand on these new shores.

I can forage and discover.

I pause and tuck under my wings where I find a consistent space of solace and reassurance,

to rest, to calm, and regain focus,

Here, I remember that to truly nourish myself,

I just may need to take flight and perch on new frontiers.

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Assured

In this moment,

I set down expectations and any sense that I am not already successful.

I am comfortable, confident, clear.

I replace striving with thriving.

I feel a flood of grace, ease, and acceptance.

Assuredness steps in to remind me that I don’t need to overcome.

I simply need to become.

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Interpretations

The wind determines what I hear.

My eyes inform what I see.

The body interprets what I sense.

Thoughts form from what I hear, see, and feel as an experience.

Beliefs cling to these thoughts and this experience as truth,

setting emotions into action and reaction.

In reality, if there is such a thing, it is all just a choice, interpretation best when it comes not from my beliefs but in what I choose to believe.

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Acceptance

Witnessing

the immediate state of

the breath,

the thoughts,

the body.

Melting

conditionality,

quality,

quantity,

purpose,

direction.

Recognizing

perceptions of

loss

challenge,

failure,

imperfection,

and resistance

as a readiness

to be

seen,

felt,

and expressed

otherwise.

The next moment,

a transition,

a transformation.

Loving

and cherishing

what shows up

rather than what comes next.


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Perfectly Molting

A bird flies overhead,

magnificent in its form and grace,

perfection in flight.

So present in its existence, movement, and being.

So seemingly joyful and at ease, even as it efforts to ride the currents of air, finding its own way.

A feather lies on the ground,

long, lush, and of complex substance and form,

once essential to the bird’s form and function.

Even the bird,

relying so heavily on its feathers for form, movement, and survival,

molts and looses critical parts of itself to maintain its dynamic essence and functional existence,

growing into its fullest capacity.

It does not wallow in the loss of its parts.

It revels in the new found strength and skill that comes from letting go

and reforming with integrity

and wholeness

over and over again.