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You Are Supported


You say you are not supported?
You are afraid the ground
will give way under your feet?
Just sit a moment.
You are supported.
The chair you are sitting
is holding you.
The building you are in
is holding the chair.
The earth rises up
to support the building,
and the planets and the sun
each have their own
gravitational pull
keeping the earth in its orbit,
maintaining its precious distance
from the sun,
a distance that makes life possible.
Take a deep breath.
All of these amazing processes
swirling within you
through no effort on your part
keeping you alive.
Dear one,
close your eyes and breathe.
Feel it.
You are supported…
and loved.


This was inspired by a passage from Byron Katie’s book I Need Your Love, Is That True? If you are going through any relationship challenges, I highly recommend it.  If your relationship is going great, I highly recommend it. 😀

An Undoing


Make success easy.
You might not be able to meditate for thirty minutes,
but you could sit for five.
You might not have one whole hour to exercise,
but what about a quarter of an hour? Or a few minutes?
It’s easy to avoid the one thing
that will help you the most.
Go inside yourself and ask to see clearly
the blocks you’ve created to avoid your own happiness.
If you’re serious about being happy,
you will bravely seek out the places
shut off from your truest self-expression,
and you will do whatever you have to
in order to melt away the resistance to your joy.
Sometimes this path is not such much a doing,
but an undoing.

NaPoWriMo 2017 Day 11: Grateful For It All


It’s easy to look back
and see what wasn’t so great about today;
it takes discipline to look back
and recall moments of grace.
At first I might feel guilty
being so preoccupied with negativity
but then I remember that I’m human,
my brain is wired for survival,
this is simply the way things are.
And so I keep a journal.
Every night I write a list
of what made me feel grateful
throughout the day.
Sometimes I draw a blank
and need to really search
to find the answers to the question,
Why am I grateful today?
I end up writing something
seemingly mundane;
but I remember
This is my life.
I can be grateful for it all.

How Remarkable


Start small.
Take one step at a time.
Slow down.
Breathe deeply.
Sit down,
at least for a few minutes
every day.
This habit of finding stillness
and reconnecting to your center
will spill over
into every aspect of your life.
Don’t try to quit unhealthy habits,*
simply begin healthy ones,
and they will shape your life
in marvelous ways.
Don’t talk yourself out of it,
saying you don’t have enough time–
you can find five minutes
right when you wake up
to tune into your center
and start the day with peace.
As you commit to your daily practice,
prepare to be amazed
at what you’re capable of accomplishing.
As you tap into the deep source
of your power
you start to see
how truly remarkable you are.



*I’ve been listening to The Power of Habit by Charles Duhigg and I’m finally starting to understand why my simple resolution to meditate every day has led to strengthening my willpower and developing the discipline to start and maintain other healthy daily habits.  Take this blog for example. After sitting for thirty minutes daily for a year I committed to posting once a day for a year. After the year was over I just kept going. I also write in my gratitude journal every day and have been finding the time to delve into creative projects.  I’m reasonably certain that I wouldn’t be doing any of this if I hadn’t started meditating regularly, so I’m feeling incredibly blessed by my teachers who have gone before me and paved the way for  a happy life.

Staying Awake


Staying awake
long enough
to breathe for my sisters,
my father,
my husband,
the world…
Feeling drowsy, peaceful,
almost nodding off,
but remembering
why I’m here,
why I’m doing this.
Stay awake
a voice says,
and I shake off my fatigue
for a moment longer.
And I realize
awakening is one thing
but staying awake is another.

Where is My Soul Now?


And sometimes I must go looking for my soul.
It gets concealed in a fortress
and it might be peeking out
from some tall tower somewhere
waving a white handkerchief,
beckoning me toward heroism,
action, motivation, conviction.
It is up to me to find a way in,
past the brambles and briars
of my ancient history,
beyond the edifice
I have constructed
to give the appearance of strength
and stability,
past all the distractions
of the sensual world…
Without getting trapped
in games about worthiness
but going straight through
with a clear perception
I find the stairs to the tall tower.
Everything I thought I knew was wrong.
There is only this simple moment
and the question
Where is my soul now?

My Soul Comes Knocking


Waking up early
to have time to sit in quiet
the whole day takes on a
sacred tone.
I have a simple breakfast,
write in my journal for a while.
Now I am ready.
My practices prepare me
to open my mind and my heart
just as my eyes open
upon awakening from sleep.
Every time I sit,
it’s as if my soul comes knocking
and now I finally know where the door is
to let it in.