forgiveness

forgiveness

the people were individual, though it was a general feeling of being left out

anything could have turned it on – just so happened it was one picture

they presented a million faces and i could only see the one

they broke my heart, mended it and broke my heart again

a feeling of togetherness until everything spilled out

mine was theirs, theirs was mine became you keep yours and we’ll keep ours

once in, now out

forgiveness begins

marvelous you

Big or small – it doesn’t matter.

But, it has to be something you. Something by you, about you, for you, from you.

Don’t overthink it – allow and reveal some natural state you’ve masked or hidden. Find your wondrous self, your wondrous mind, your wondrous laugh, wondrous words — use them again and again.

Know your worth.

Put away all the was, were and I can’t/s. Silence your inner critic, abandon old patterns and counsel your lower nafs.

Give countenance.

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already the heart

poem and bird


More alchemy than words …

raw & tender – they enter.

Gently forward, gently in, gently back.

I tilt towards the place in my chest.

Letter, then syllable – they slide – mixing in with the airy stuff around me & the gooey stuff inside.


To this day, I think this poem – “already the heart” by A.V. Christie- is one of the most beautiful and well crafted I’ve ever read (the poem is to the left of the green bird and my response -in a few words- is below it).

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