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Meditation for the Busy Mind
Take a breath. Back up. Stop talking. Now, breathe. Observe. Don’t. Say. Anything. Just let the world keep turning. Allow life to happen Without voicing an opinion on it. See how things work – See how they do not. Keep your head down. Study – Not just books, but energy, too. Listen for a spell.…
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Backlog
Once upon a time, Tears meant rock bottom. They meant emergency measures. They meant life or death, again. Then, and only then, Were they even an option. Today, I cried seven times: Once for sadness Over what has come to pass, And six times For beauty, gratitude And overwhelming love. I’m not even angry anymore.…
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Legacy
When I have earned Silver-streaked hair, Fine lines and deep folds – I do not pray much, If at all, Honestly, But I can honestly say – When I am wiser, When I understand enough To pause, I pray the privilege Of a life well lived. I pray memories, Not regret. I pray heartbreak, Not…
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For No Reason
In a flurry of small obligations – Party planning Emailing Dishes to be washed – Tears. I don’t know if I’m crying For joy or for sadness. For life, I think. For gentle snowfalls And welcome reprieve. For progress, For loss For no reason, really, But gratitude For mornings, For healing For a chance to…
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Mothering
When I say, “mama” I mean, “You’re the only one in this god forsaken restaurant Who actually means it when they smile.” When I say, “mama” I mean, “I want to get clean and sober like you.” When I say “mama” I mean “You have shown me love in action in a way Only a…
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The Big Wide Anything
I face the big wide anything: I can be whatever my heart desires – And it is terrifying. There is no have to That does not belong to me. My have to’s include Being happy Walking barefoot And living in the Light. I still want to run away, But not to escape – To explore,…
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