A poem on cultivating the clearest version of ourselves. (Image: Brenkee, Pixabay) In life’s gardenmaster this:Germinationbringing forthall that is fruitful,fine-tuningcareful tendingslow, steady chordsof growth towards light. Reach newreference pointsto include the clearestmost uprightversion of self:wide awakehaving plumbed the depthsof soil and soul,the inner realmthat is also the outerreflection of lightreverberating in seeds and cellsand in …
A poem on being wide awake to witness life’s unfolding, now. Image: JPlenio on Pixabay Be a witnessto each unfoldingwonder of present momentnowandnow. Participate in bliss:being in bodyand sound mind,delighting in playof light and darkness —just present, hereunclutteredshiningbrightawareness(wide awake)into each instantand task. How?Practice.Over and over,practice.Pause.Breathe.Smile.Notice. Seat yourselfas the witnessperspectivelike eye of universefrom which to gaze.We …
A poem on staying with mysteries at work in our lives. When found in a placebeyond reasonand sense,stay there.Linger awhile.Don’t run from the mystery,rather hold steadytrustinginvisible processes at play. Much like flow of waterdoing work on rocks,let life smooth youinto clear and presentplace. Even if you don’t knowwhere you are,the water does. Go with this …
Deb McNamara 