Lots of new eyes and hearts and minds are finding their way here,
so I’m digging up some of my classic posts for another go-around.
Time is collapsing on itself; there is little to do but
reside in the Now and create your own reality one choice at a time.
This poem was written in February 2009.
When times are unsettled,
There is no place to go but deeper, and deeper still
You must excavate and as you do,
calcified residue of old ways will be thrown up in your face
You will taste it on your lips and gag as you swallow more than you want to
And then, after what feels like an eternity
You will feel a new radiance rise up in place of the old.
Until then, maintain your faith.
The change may not come gently,
even though you feel you have earned the right
to slide, toboggan-like, into a new existence
The goalposts will seem to move further away with every step you take
You will bump into nagging fears
whose chattering will attempt to throw you off course
You will wonder what you have done to deserve visitations
by such dark and unholy forces
And despite all that and more,
If you care deeply enough about the limitless light and love
at the core of your existence
If your journey is to claim your original birthright in full-throated resurrection
If you know you are here in perfect reflection of pure Creation
You will trudge on with your heart open bare to the elements, fierce as they may be
And while you do, maintain your faith.
Take your place with all you know to be good and right,
with kindness and compassion
And maintain your faith.
Surround yourself with the uplifting and inspiring,
with Nature’s glory and the fluttering of wings
Wrap yourself in comforts simple and profound,
the sweet innocence of a child, the soothing tones of a beloved’s voice
the soul-stirrings of art, music, and the constancy of the new day,
Disconnect wholeheartedly from any attempt to drag you
into the muck and mire of chaos
from forces intent on spinning you to and fro
And until that time when they spin themselves out of existence,
leaving behind the scent of ripened roses
Maintain your faith.
When it feels that two lines are forming
and the trains are preparing to leave the station,
choose carefully your fellow passengers on the journey
and do not leave your belongings unattended
Reconsider what you believe to be truth and what illusion
Remember who you truly are and what matters most
Reconnect with your personal version of Source
Link arms with the legions of others
who are seeking you out even as you feel alone and misunderstood
Like you, they wait impatiently to welcome in a nascent breeze of fresh becoming
Feel it wafting around their upturned faces
with the promise of an imminent and lasting peace
Until then, maintain your faith.
Thanks for bringing your creativity and light to Be Whole Now, beautiful ladies!
Nadia Q, That’s a great image: a “miracle (as a) shift in thought and perception.” Seems to be happening all the time in my bubble of existence!
lovely. inspirational. encouraging. a beautiful poem that I enjoyed reading very much.
I was thinking some of these thoughts while gardening this morning. It clarified some of my muddled thoughts. I read that a miracle is a “shift in thought and perception”… thanks for the miracle today!