"At Great Pond
the sun, rising,
scrapes his orange breast
on the thick pines,
and down tumble
a few orange feathers into
the dark water.
On the far shore
a white bird is standing
like a white candle --- or a man, in the distance,
in the clasp of some meditation --- while all around me the lilies
are breaking open again
from the black cave
of the night.
Later, I will consider
what I have seen --- what it could signify --- what words of adoration I might
make of it, and to do this
I will go indoors to my desk --- I will sit in my chair --- I will look back
into the lost morning
in which I am moving, now,
like a swimmer,
I am almost the lily --- almost the bird vanishing over the water
on its sleeves of night." - Mary Oliver
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A short list of some serious gratitude and some links I felt worth sharing are up on the blog this morning ✨ I love this little Friday ritual I’ve created — closing out the week with a handful of positive nuggets ☺️ What’s one thing you’re grateful for right now, in this moment?
A beautiful person asked me a very good question this week, during my meets
with a few NYC loves.
Question...after your Near Death Experience, after all you’ve seen and learned and survived...What is true?
(I try not to think too hard with questions like this. I go back to that place, and I ask the question again, there. I listen. Inside).
For me, for my experience, for that moment,
in that question, two clear, universal truths emerged.
See above, for one and for two.
We are all conditioned in this life. None of us grows or learns or loves or breaks or heals or fails or transforms without layers and layers and layers of conditioning on top of us. When we think of these conditions, it is easy to remember
every human being is doing the best
with what he/she/me/you/they/us learned,
carried, faced, managed, or navigated, won, earned, received, lost, gained, inherited, or discovered.
And when someone wants to make a change, or evolve, or grow, or heal, or expand, or support, or succeed, or transform, it is the most holy part of being human to reach for someone’s hand to steady oneself, or to reach BACK to check whether the person next to you is steady also.
I don’t succeed at anything alone.
I am healed by those who love me.
Yes, I am a gifted practitioner.
Yes, my capacity to abide is very strong.
My confidence is clear and resolute.
My sits in quietude are deep.
Yes, my stamina is extraordinary;
I’ve trained my inner landscape for 10 years.
And yes. My courage is indefatigable.
But my success in showing up and not quitting? My success belongs to anyone who has ever loved me, believed in me, reached back to me, or held me in my weakest, terrible moments of scarcity, or fear, or confusion, or pain. Maybe some call that kind of presence compassion, or spiritual, or something.
I call it brave
Let others support you.
Let others love you.
Victory here is useless
unless it carries us all forward.
Dream good dreams.
Tell anyone who will listen
what you came to this life
to do and become.