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"Life has left her footprints on my forehead.

But I have become a child again this morning.

The smile, seen through leaves and flowers,

is back to smooth away the wrinkles,

as the rains wipe away footprints on the beach.

Again a cycle of birth and death begins."

Call me by my true names, Thich Nhat Hanh

Edited by Antonieta Martin
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Another beautiful one, this time by David Whyte.

https://www.davidwhyte.com/english-poetry#Opening

Excerpt from the full piece:

"That day I saw beneath dark clouds
the passing light over the water
and I heard the voice of the world speak out,
I knew then, as I had before
life is no passing memory of what has been
nor the remaining pages in a great book
waiting to be read.
It is the opening of eyes long closed."

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Poetry is such soothing medicine.

From Dr. Jaiya John, a current favorite of mine right now.  This is from his collection of writings called

Freedom:  Medicine Words for Your Brave Revolution.

 

Would you like to hear an epic Love story?

You.

Healing.  From all of it.

And living free.

 

 

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Another of my favourite poems, called When Death Comes by Mary Oliver. Here is the link to the full poem, along with an excerpt of my favourite lines:

"When it's over, I want to say all my life
I was a bride married to amazement.
I was the bridegroom, taking the world into my arms.

When it's over, I don't want to wonder
if I have made of my life something particular, and real.

I don't want to find myself sighing and frightened,
or full of argument.

I don't want to end up simply having visited this world."

Mary Oliver

https://www.awakin.org/read/view.php?tid=477

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Two poems to share with you this morning - one called Awakening Now by Danna Faulds and the other called Sweet Cream-Coated Mashed Potatoes, by me - a poem on mindful eating.

Awakening Now

The moment your eyes are open, seize the day.
Would you hold back when the Beloved beckons?
Would you deliver your litany of sins like a child’s collection of sea shells, prized and labeled?
“No, I can’t step across the threshold,” you say, eyes downcast.
“I’m not worthy, I’m afraid, and my motives aren’t pure.
I’m not perfect, and surely I haven’t practised nearly enough.
My meditation isn’t deep, and my prayers are sometimes insincere.
I still chew my fingernails, and the refrigerator isn’t clean.”
Do you value your reasons for staying small more than the light shining through the open door?
Forgive yourself.
Now is the only time you have to be whole.
Now is the sole moment that exists to live in the light of your true Self.
Perfection is not a prerequisite for anything but pain.
Please, oh please, don’t continue to believe in your disbelief.
This is the day of your awakening.

by Danna Faulds

https://www.mindfulnessassociation.net/words-of-wonder/awakening-now/

 

Sweet Cream-Coated Mashed Potatoes

I stopped today

closed screens down today

tasted sweet cream-

coated mashed potatoes

and peas and beans and fish

dance across my teeth

and tastebuds today. 

Consuming no words of war,

not even pleas for peace

as I noticed, in silence

the dinner leftover

the way it swished and squished

and nourished me. 

I chewed and chewed

until the stew

slowly moved its way through;

down my throat, into my belly

and my body settled,

quiet and still as it filled.

I wondered:

how much of my food

do I miss?

How often

does my mind take off

to other times;

times past, imagined

but not this.

This moment

these gifts

pass by in one blink

of an eye;

And so I vow

to take pause, to recognize

the simple beauty

of just this

and this and this

of each breath, each bite

each blessing that exists.

By Gillian Florence Sanger

https://www.gillianflorence.com/blog/sweet-cream-coated-mashed-potatoes-poem

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18 hours ago, Gillian Sanger said:

Two poems to share with you this morning - one called Awakening Now by Danna Faulds and the other called Sweet Cream-Coated Mashed Potatoes, by me - a poem on mindful eating.

Awakening Now

The moment your eyes are open, seize the day.
Would you hold back when the Beloved beckons?
Would you deliver your litany of sins like a child’s collection of sea shells, prized and labeled?
“No, I can’t step across the threshold,” you say, eyes downcast.
“I’m not worthy, I’m afraid, and my motives aren’t pure.
I’m not perfect, and surely I haven’t practised nearly enough.
My meditation isn’t deep, and my prayers are sometimes insincere.
I still chew my fingernails, and the refrigerator isn’t clean.”
Do you value your reasons for staying small more than the light shining through the open door?
Forgive yourself.
Now is the only time you have to be whole.
Now is the sole moment that exists to live in the light of your true Self.
Perfection is not a prerequisite for anything but pain.
Please, oh please, don’t continue to believe in your disbelief.
This is the day of your awakening.

by Danna Faulds

https://www.mindfulnessassociation.net/words-of-wonder/awakening-now/

 

Sweet Cream-Coated Mashed Potatoes

I stopped today

closed screens down today

tasted sweet cream-

coated mashed potatoes

and peas and beans and fish

dance across my teeth

and tastebuds today. 

Consuming no words of war,

not even pleas for peace

as I noticed, in silence

the dinner leftover

the way it swished and squished

and nourished me. 

I chewed and chewed

until the stew

slowly moved its way through;

down my throat, into my belly

and my body settled,

quiet and still as it filled.

I wondered:

how much of my food

do I miss?

How often

does my mind take off

to other times;

times past, imagined

but not this.

This moment

these gifts

pass by in one blink

of an eye;

And so I vow

to take pause, to recognize

the simple beauty

of just this

and this and this

of each breath, each bite

each blessing that exists.

By Gillian Florence Sanger

https://www.gillianflorence.com/blog/sweet-cream-coated-mashed-potatoes-poem

I love this sweet cream coated mashed potatoes poem. For me it is reminding me of slowly awakening into the preciousness and beauty of each single moment and this and this and this... love it. Thank you for sharing!

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On 8/9/2021 at 9:11 AM, Gillian Sanger said:

Sharing an excerpt of a Rumi poem that I love (see link for full piece):

"Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing,
there is a field. I’ll meet you there.

When the soul lies down in that grass,
the world is too full to talk about."

https://onbeing.org/poetry/a-great-wagon/

Hello Gillian

Thanks for sharing this beautiful wise poem. Just looked up Rumi online and found an interesting quote that reminded me on a post you recently shared about grief. 

It says: "Don't grieve. Anything you lose comes around in another form."

For me these lines were encouraging especially when you realize the fact that you indeed experienced a painful loss. I haven't been into poems for a long time, that is why I am really grateful coming across your poems section here. Namaste.

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