Poetry

9. Day 30: Penultimate Joy

Posted by on Dec 30, 2014 in All-One, Fear of Living Joy, Poetry | 0 comments

9. Day 30:  Penultimate Joy

Today is the day before the day before our last day……it was our great joy to spend the day with a dear friend on his way home from Antwerp.  I am so full of love, amazement and wonder after our day at the Victoria & Albert Museum that I can barely think or write.  To have loved ones, beauty and time to enjoy both is heaven on earth. Suffice it to say the marvel, beauty, mass and variety at the museum scraped me clean of superlatives and even words. “Cusp of Eternity” I think I will never again need words in quite the same way More is another way of saying Here,...

Read More

8. Day 25: Traveling Poems

Posted by on Nov 25, 2014 in All-One, Fear of Not-Knowing, Poetry | 0 comments

8.  Day 25:  Traveling Poems

Yesterday’s sunrise was breathtaking, all orange and pink and cold. Today thy sky hung heavy with cloud.  A perfect day for staying in.         “Today We Give Thanks” Frost, powder-white and glistening heavy wadding of cloud taking up space on the moor rocket cars oblivious to the beauty surrounding their passage Today, we declare, a day of rest Let the Snug be enough close, warm, with peephole windows to the passing world Today we give thanks for this day of days here and now breath and comfort life and living Enough.  It is entirely enough. “Good...

Read More

7. Day 11: Running From Pain?

Posted by on Oct 11, 2014 in All-One, Fear of Honesty, Poetry | 2 comments

7. Day 11:  Running From Pain?

Are you running from pain?  Am I??  I can say that in this moment, right now, I am not running.  Though, to be honest (and since honesty IS what I am practicing this month), running from pain was the most exersize I ever got before I started walking daily.  I used to call it good manners, or staying positive, or feeling overwhelmed but running from is another way of saying denying/ignoring/ trying to change what is in front of me.  Honesty is really shaking me up.  Everything can do with an honesty make-over.  How I eat/drink/ sleep/ speak/ give is under the gentle beam of honesty’s...

Read More

6. Day 29: I Am As God Created Me

Posted by on Sep 29, 2014 in All-One, Fear AS Tiredness, Poetry | 0 comments

6. Day 29:  I Am As God Created Me

I was looking through an old journal and came across this yummy quote from A Course In Miracles which is a wonderful way to describe seeing myself as I really am, not just as one wearing the tiredness cloak of my creation. “237.  Now would I be as God created me. Today I will accept the truth about myself.  I will arise in glory, and allow the light in me to shine upon the world throughout the day.  I bring the world the tidings of salvation which I hear as God my Father speaks to me. And I behold the world that Christ would have me see, aware it ends the bitter dream of death; aware...

Read More

6. Day 19: Short-stack Of Love

Posted by on Sep 19, 2014 in All-One, Fear AS Tiredness, Poetry | 2 comments

6. Day 19: Short-stack Of Love

Today I am feeling the tiredness I seek to extend love to.  Thank you.  It is quite real at this moment, I want only to curl up in a cosy corner and forget any and all that I need to do.  The truth is, in this very moment, I need do nothing. I can bask in the deep peace of my being and drink from the living water once again.  Today my heart is reminded by two poems I wrote six years ago that God is Love and Love is all I need.  True then.  True now.  That’s the beauty of eternal truth; true then, now and always. “My All” I thank my Father for His gifts to me, they are...

Read More

5. Day 15: Feel Your GodSelf Shining

Posted by on Aug 15, 2014 in All-One, Fear of EVERY DAY, Poetry | 2 comments

5. Day 15:  Feel Your GodSelf Shining

My walk in extending love to the fear of EVERY DAY is giving me time and space to allow notice of this body I am in.  It is easy for me to give much thought to lip color and shoe comfort, sparkly glasses and the best outfit for the job at hand but to be honest, I give little thought to my actual body.  I DO eventually give thought when my body is in pain or exhausted but my daily walk is giving me a a different kind of opportunity to be with my body.  Is it possible I am making friends with my body?  As I walk I send loving messages to my cells.  I can just imagine them thinking “This...

Read More