Showing posts from April, 2016

Holding The Pieces Together

Poem of Life I woke up this morning to a clear day The morning sunlight piercing through my early morning dreams Looking out through my window of time I witness the opening of the budding trees, as they gracefully and trustingly open to the gods of nature Each tree and bloom and unfolding is a  winking of their eyes at me and the world Their silent social network greets the day and smiles at each other Full of mischief and beauty they collude to their daily opening and gifts Each day a further revealing of their inner workings and beauty Until one day soon, they are fully unfurled Joyfully contributing their essence to the web of life itself And I just an active witness and contributor  It’s May, the beautiful month of May. Everything that grows is going into bloom, and walking outside is a warming, colorful experience. The pieces of winter and early Spring , with fallen and broken branches, muddy and clumpy yards, stark and more barren la

Feeling We Don't Belong

"Wanting to be someone else is a waste of the person you are.” -Marilyn Monroe Do you ever feel as if you don't belong, or feel so different from others or from your family? I think that this is a feeling that many of us share. Recently I have worked with many people who feel that way. When that is our early experience in life, that feeling can be a difficult one to shake. Yes, we are all unique and have different backgrounds, feelings, thoughts, life experiences and also gifts in this world. That is also true. In addition, in a very large perspective, we are all alike in that we all have thoughts, feelings, gifts, our bodies and brains and construction works similarly, and we all live together on this earth. When we have young experiences in life with our caretakers where bonding was interrupted, or when we have an early loss in our families, or when our parents were so wounded and flawed, we often grow up feeling so different from them and so apart and like we don

Joy To The World Poem

"Confront the dark part of yourself, and work to banish them with illumination and forgiveness. Your willingness to wrestle with your demons will cause your angels to sing." -August Wilson Taking in the frigid blue of the sky The brightness of the sun cutting through my inner gloom Living within the dark middle of the tunnel as also knowing that if I keep moving, the light will re-appear to my eyes There is a deep knowing that all is alright There is a deep knowing that I am feeling growing pains as I am living through the unknown Letting go of a need to know and feeling the very old, buried memories of a little child with no control, living with a very sad, depressed mother and a blind father Feeling the uncertainty and even terror that I try to moderate with my mind If I feel the terror there is a part of me that wants to give up, certain I will lose There is a bigger part of me, growing by the day, that is certain I will win The win is winning