Posts Tagged as: poetry

Nurturing seeds of kindness

   “Be kind, for everyone you meet is fighting a hard battle.” ~  Attributed to Plato

        “Be kind, for everyone you meet is fighting a hard battle.” ~ Attributed to Plato. But what does it mean to be kind, to show kindness to ourselves, to each other, to this sacred earth, to all those who came before us & to those brave ones yet to come?

Kindness by Naomi Shihab Nye

Before you know what kindness really is
you must lose things,
feel the future dissolve in a moment
like salt in a weakened broth.
What you held in your hand,
what you counted and carefully saved,
all this must go so you know
how desolate the landscape can be
between the regions of kindness.
How you ride and ride
thinking the bus will never stop,
the passengers eating maize and chicken
will stare out the window forever.

Before you learn the tender gravity of kindness,
you must travel where the Indian in a white poncho
lies dead by the side of the road.
You must see how this could be you,
how he too was someone
who journeyed through the night with plans
and the simple breath that kept him alive.

Before you know kindness as the deepest thing inside,
you must know sorrow as the other deepest thing.
You must wake up with sorrow.
You must speak to it till your voice
catches the thread of all sorrows
and you see the size of the cloth.

Then it is only kindness that makes sense anymore,
only kindness that ties your shoes
and sends you out into the day to mail letters and
purchase bread,
only kindness that raises its head
from the crowd of the world to say
It is I you have been looking for,
and then goes with you everywhere
like a shadow or a friend.
~Naomi Shihab Nye

flower photo sacred flow

“The tender gravity of kindness”

Kindness is liberating medicine; it is the hidden language of the heart that flows and reveals itself in a soft whisper, a smile, a gentle touch, an encouraging word, a moment of recognition, a gesture that extends our heart in the expression of the oneness that we are.

Dear ones, today my heart feels the story that spins its web from the “tender gravity of kindness.” The heart is vast and can hold space for so much: the pain of so many around the world, the beauty of compassion born in moments of kinship, the prayers for the healing of the human soul.

May seeds of kindness blossom in every heart. May they be nurtured and lovingly protected, for the benefit of all life..

Wishing kindness to all our relations,

{{{{{ ♥ }}}}

To the love that never dies

to the love that never dies

I find this image breathtaking and deeply haunting..Bless the heart and hands of the artist who kissed the violated and decaying body of a building in ruin with Klim’s art to reveal the love that is always there and never dies.

Feb 2, 2013 | continue reading →

On sacred work that lights you up

“…And what is it to work with love? It is to weave the cloth with threads drawn from your heart, even as if your beloved were to wear that cloth. It is to build a house with affection, even as if your beloved were to dwell in that house.” ~ Kahlil Gibran

Sep 3, 2012 | continue reading →

Touched by Madre Selva. On the edge of the wild Amazon

My journey into the heart of the Amazon began in Iquitos,
chaotic, hot, humid, loud, alive. A portal into the wild.

There are spaces that throb with passion,
edges that pulse with a vitality and rhythm of their own…

Jul 12, 2012 | continue reading →

Get closer

“Ring the bells that still can ring. Forget your perfect offering. There is a crack in everything. That’s how the light gets in.” ~ Leonard Cohen I took the picture in the background of this beautiful message one day wandering through the streets of Miami. I saw a beautiful pattern of what appeared to be…

May 3, 2012 | continue reading →

Rapt in reverence. Let the world touch you

We often travel in spirals, arriving at the space where we got started. I have been consciously making space for joy and magic in my life.  Magic happens when we listen deeply with all our heart. Listening, seeing, welcoming, receiving creates a beautiful state of receptivity. Such was the flavor of my last trip to…

Apr 1, 2012 | continue reading →

Liberating the story underneath

Feel the ancestral pull of nature. To unearth the story underneath. Liberate it. Ancestral is the pull to remember, to make whole and discover the nature of flow. Flow is punctuated, colored, layered by moments that narrow and widen, darken and lighten, descend and ascend through the landscape of your heart.

Feb 12, 2012 | continue reading →

Visionary power

We need to look back in order to see forward. Looking back is a gift of reflection, meditation and awareness. What you find can fuel your journey with the fire of inspiration, with the taste of surrender to the current of life and mystery unfolding moment to moment. My word for 2011 was: ripening. I…

Dec 31, 2011 | continue reading →

Rises through the naked trees

I found this poem that reminded me of Grandmother Ayahuasca. Touched my heart so deeply, tears flowing, heart opening.. the last lines illuminating my life purpose, awakening sacred flow. Click to read my Ayahuasca Poem and see artwork that flows in her spirit. My Nana Like the Trees by Kim Rosen My Nana, like the…

Nov 24, 2011 | continue reading →

Love me whole. Fiercely feminine

The Feminine Figure by Sergio Geraldes The little girl in me is dying; there is a sacred bitch awakening. It is the fierce feminine awakening my roaring voice. This is a woman no longer seeking the approval of others but offering her vision with power. Time to stop looking for your Virgin Mary in us,…

Feb 28, 2011 | continue reading →