A poem on how dreams can be an invitation, illuminating the path of where we are next drawn. (Image: JPlenio, Pixabay) What if the most real layeris herein the dream, a ripple throughreach to surfaceupon waking? A saint, the kiss, a doorway through stone alley — a monastery to the lightor curve of whale’s back,beckoning a glide at nightguidereminder of where to flowbeyond words, connecting with primordial soundacross …
A poem on moving through challenges, making an offering of things both dark and light while reviving new horizons of possibility. (Photo: JPlenio, Pixabay) When a lantern is needed, make a practice:refill the brightness,find the guiding starmy heart,feel what needs feelingflowing through like strokes in waterfind freedom in movementagaineven in what is thick like slog. Just like the Celtic …
A poem on healing. (Image: JPlenio, Pixabay) There comes a timeto set down the shield — the perfect wayyou learned to self-protect,now ready to movebeyondunraveling the storyof each unique scar. Set down the shield. Tend the wound,give loveeven from the placewhere love wasn’t given.Do this true work,holding placesto heal,becoming more wholein who you are. Clearing the debris, find forgiveness below the grief. Uncover quiet center …
A poem on finding refuge, and being what is yours to become. (Image: JPlenio, Pixabay) Make yourself at home in this world, even when it feels inhospitable.Tune into waysyou are supported,still wind rustlingground beneath feet,air on skin. A task of growing: feel alone enoughyet also know you are never alone.Find your refuge, beyond what anyone saysor does — only being what is yours to become, letting life …
A poem on surrendering to mystery and beauty — beyond the surface of patterns and routine. (Image: JPlenio, Pixabay) This time:Mark what is realbeyond surface sheen, beneath chatterdin of distant orbitsnot yet realized bound by habitand routine — missingthe wildgusts of galaxy dustalways swirlingmagic here. Of course we should come undonein face of such beauty — force of gravity flash of loveso vasteach revolution between heartstoo full …
A poem on receiving each lesson when facing our mistakes. (Image: JPlenio, Pixabay) The momentwhen we think we have failed,this is where the true work begins. When arriving here,do lessreceiveeach lesson,an invitationrecognizing something new. Draw a boundaryaround what is yoursto metabolize,shed the reststillopen to feedbacksoft,malleableseeing selfthrough eyes of others… Reckon with this spacethe place where …
A poem on working with shadow, seeing beyond our own perspectives, and moving into where we most need to grow. (Image: JPlenio on Pixabay) When encountering a blind spot:pause, listen,go slowly hereso as not to miss true gift of peeringinto what is not yet seen. Inner world and outer: discerning what is our ownfree of shadowand projection, unbound by habitand conditioning,land …
A poem on letting your heart break, falling in love with a million details of the here and now. (Image: DeltaWorks, Pixabay) In moments when dullnesstakes root spreading greyand flat dis-ease,look aroundask yourself: are there not millions of detailsto fall in love within this moment and this and this and this…? Instead of lovingthese million details,do you stay bland(afraid, restless)shaky vulnerabilityrumbling …
A poem on recognizing our perfect imprint in this world. (Image: Beggeb, Pixabay) Mark of freedom:soft gazeeyes lines smiling,skin around mouthlike topaz in sunlightreaching upward toward sky. Be this freeawarenessdiscoveringsacred alchemythat is often unrecognizedyet still shines forth, galaxiesfrom which all things springeven right here, now. Feel this:life’s ocean infinite swirling in every moleculeforming body’s perfect imprint in this momentunderstandfreedom …
A poem on coming to know the parts of ourselves that have been submerged. (Photo: JPlenio, Pixabay) Come to know these parts:selfsubmergedemerging,mixing with shadowsfinding freest version intimateeven with what has been cast off. What was disowned in order to survive?Find out.Call this back now,offer a seatdraw in what is neededrounding the circlein unionintegratingwholenessin service of truth. Tend …
Deb McNamara 