Tag Archives: Poetry

Aloneness During Covid 19

Living alone while covid 19 changes the world forces emotions to the surface and

brings a new focus to  the smallest delights .  The aloneness is magnified from what is was

before .  Suddenly those solitary evenings that seemed to go on for too long and  could be

soothed into comfort  with the knowing that in the morning it would be whisked away with

commotion  was gone . The commotion  of being busy and surrounded and connected to other

people  gone . Now   walking along a trail in a park , mask covered mouth and nose while

passing  from a distance  a mother and child and suddenly a small child’s smile takes on a

whole new meaning .  Noticing the little things like we did when we were children but now

there’s no rush to be at work or to get home to bed for a speedy night’s sleep . The aloneness

before had it’s challenges too though back then there was hope of a plan or a visit or busy work

day to carry through to relief or comfort .

The phone calls and text messages become a lifeline .  Each one opening the way to

connecting to our shared plight and to our humanity and our  hope .

The tension builds  beneath the surface silently . Moment by moment without

entirely knowing that it’s there the layers of uncertainty and loneliness  are building shelves

inside of you.  And  the beautiful , unexpected miracles of noticing an innocent smile or the

kindness of a stranger or the vibrant colors of the sky and my heart swells with a love from

before my existence  . A  love that has carried us through all of time . Tears well up in my eyes .

Is it the striking aloneness that I feel or the love that is so deep for all of life that makes it so  the

tears must flow .  When sleep finally comes it’s comfort is a delight and in the morning the hope

and the search for the little things will begin again .

 

 

Mon Coeur

Where the Wildness of Flowers are Free

I awake to dreams of being in beautiful places .  Imaginings and heart wanderings removed

from staidness .  Places where healthy  streams , cool and clear , sparkling in the light flow .

Leading from a mountain top where strong , blue green grasses grow  and the wildness of the

flowers are free to be .  Then to the meadows as the heart leads and where the mountain met

the world .  It’s graceful expanse calls out with it’s charms  and  winds singing hymns .  A few

horses run wild and free as family and all of  the while holding their  own .  Their power is love

and fearless  wisdom even more than the massive muscles carrying them on .  My heart goes

along with them for as long as it can and until I’m back in a sleep meant for

navigating this world .

 

Comfort in the Quiet

The spring has come and knowing little of our human fright it sings . It beckons .  It dances with delight .   It must sense it’s new found freedom .  I wonder . Does nature now feel it’s man made noose loosened ?  The song birds sing more sweetly and the trees  less tense .  The quietness so soothing for  life to be able to breathe again that is for  all one but one .

The sadness presses against the quiet .  Love and the fragility  of human life are in each moment now . The breathtaking moments of courage and compassion rise and in-between  is  cherished laughter to lighten our hearts and carry us on .

The songs of Mother nature are freely sung now and her wild  animals live with less fear .  The people  that were trampling upon the sacredness  of life are the  ones seeking to return to what is gone .  To fight the flow of change is to create your own despair . And that heaviness hangs in the air .

The rustlings of the trees and the currents of the oceans shake me free from the weightiness of false designs .  Turn into the heart and release her songs into all of life and the freedom of knowingness will carry you onward .

The Stories are Changing Us

Now we  come together by staying apart .  We take on the role of being a protector of strangers and are a crucial piece of stopping an invisible thief of life .   It has brought us to our fear and has brought out our compassion .  The aloneness rising from depths previously unknown and communities inventing new ways to show solidarity  .

Now we reach out to each other  with messages in windows expressing gratitude  and teddy bears placed in windows for young children to see  .  The small moments of the human spirit making itself known in kindnesses which shifts the idea of separateness  to oneness .  The heartbreak of suffering offering up an opening for acceptance of each other  inside of compassion .

Now we have some stillness  forced upon us and it asks us to examine just what was all of that busyness for ?  We hear the birds songs  more clearly than ever and wake slowly easing into the day .  Then we turn to thoughts of what will the news bring today and will my loved one’s be safe ?  And walking alone amongst the trees each day meditating upon life . And it always ends in love .

‘Jewel of Life’ Acrylic 18×17″

In this Moment Here with Me

We despair over the unknown and yet it is there that we are free . It could cage you

if thats what you choose or set you free to be

in this moment here with me .

We surrender to fear and like an expert jewel thief it robs us of life . It’s not the fear that guides and protects , but the one that steals your heart away .

We live so as to love and to love means to risk it all . Mind , heart and soul .

We despair over the losses of our loves . The family , friends and the  ones unknown to us that are suddenly gone  from life .

Left to our worries and left with our kind thoughts of hugs and laughter and of days shared in sunshine and in rain .

We touch each other’s  existence and must remember  that it is so much more .  It is not in judgement that lifts a life but in kindness that an eternal thread lives on .

In this moment here with me your life will live on .

Why the Earth Soothes the Brokenness

Her charms are never ending .  Her power to delight an eternal story of love .

She challenges us and gifts us all at the same time .

The Earth and her inhabitants share breath as one .

And the when spirit feels stretched beyond the imaginable allotment  of pain she soothes us .

She soothes us with a light rain calming and delicate .

she soothes us with the joyous brightness of the sun warming and exciting .

She soothes us with the wildness of thunderstorms and setting our own wildness free .

She gifts us with so many things .

Every moment , every breath

Dear Earth

I thank you .

 

The Promise

To slay the sins and transform them into the light of new life ,

First wholly embraced  and owned  and recognized  with sorrow .

Knowing the darkness and weeping for the light to live ,

sorrows  for the dark heart

and

joy for the light to follow .

It’s New

The quietness is new .

Moving well beyond  early morning darkness and into the afternoon .

The songs of birds now have a captive audience with the roaming and wandering of humans now curtailed .

It is a quietness that will speak right to the heart  .

And surrender to it and the mind will follow .

The quietness is new .

A stay from busyness has arrived and with it a new freedom … in the new quietness .

‘NEW DAWN’ 11×14 chalk pastels 2012 Donation to Bailey Boushay seattle

Joyousness in this Moment

‘NEW DAWN’ 11×14 chalk pastels 2012 Donation to Bailey Boushay seattle

Awake before the light begins to arise  and  the spirit  is untouched by the world’s woes . The joyousness of innocence dances lightly within the heart and the mind protects these cherished moments .  Light reflected  through the window and it’s warmth a reminder of the freedom alive in the mind .  The quietness and the subtlety  of a moment holds within it the miracles of eternity .

Comfort in Isolation

As much as comfort can be found and nurtured in the reserves of inner strength  carried in your mind , heart and spirit alone , on your own , the connection to each other  is the infinite  thread of love and compassion .                                                                                                           That thread carries us through time . It carries us into difficulty and through it to the other side  into the  joy that is always there . The  celebration that lives and is  a single breath is our shared joy in life .                                                                                                                                                     We are staying apart in order to love life and to love each others  life . In loving life we are asked to face to fears and challenges of what it means to be alone with our selves .  In the quiet there is an opportunity  to hear and to heal the parts that are slow to open up to joy , the lightness of laughter and  compassion .  In a place of fear we can heal fear .  Inside of unconditional compassion is freedom .  Expansive , weightless freedom . It is love .