Social Media Brake-Break

I think one thing we can all agree on, is that a social media break now and then is essential to maintaining some sense of equilibrium.  Whether one actually takes the break, to put on the brakes…easier said than done.  When you’re an artist/creative/business person, it’s hard to make that leap and commit to a break.  When there’s so much happening in the world, it can seem like ‘hiding’ from what’s happening.  But for self-care, we have to set aside what popular belief says, and rest the eyes.
Well, the time has come for me to commit.  I’ve just made 40, politics and news keep intensifying and the divides seem to keep widening.  And while I’ll do my best to maintain aware and connected to ‘what’s happening’, a solid break from FB/IG are necessary for me to prevent burnout.  This will give my husband and I time to focus on our recording, writing and learning processes.
I’m looking forward to 4-6 weeks with a little less distraction.  Here’s a poem about it.

7/30/20
Get thee to the trees
In the forest or to the sea
Or to a lake, take a break
Before you break or fail to make
The most of life, drop the dull knife
Cut through the strife before it siphons
Off every joy and smile
Go at least 100 miles
In the direction of peace, find a release
Find a place to heal
Where the truth can be revealed

There’s a lot I’ve left undone
I’ve been distracted and on the run
It’s not the setting of my sun
But the need to have some fun
The need to create
To leave behind the hate
And find love is our natural state

I’m tired of waiting and hesitating
Censoring myself in the interest of placating
I have no interest in debating
Whether my truth meets your rating
Whether my words are satiating
Whether the light is simply fading
Or if it’s life that we’re all evading

 

Through the Storm

Words I wrote 6 years ago, are coming back around to me now, at a perfect moment. The upheaval for soul retrieval, to uproot what is medieval;
Muster the courage to abolish the scourge and make peace with a curse too long endured.
Find a reason to Love through Everything, always learning and listening.

I word-searched my main journal document with the keyword, Grace; looking for grace. It turns out, I write that word quite a lot, and am often in search of it.
It is one of those words with various meanings depending on context, but I found this definition most applicable: “the influence or spirit of the God operating in humans to regenerate or strengthen them”.
Whether or not you “believe in God”, we’re all searching for the higher good; searching for a way to connect with ‘source’.

We’re in the midst of an incredible growth period as a humanity, which is rife with ‘growing pains’. We must stay open and willing to do the work necessary to evolve. Most importantly, we must Love through Everything, for Love is at our very essence.

3/7/14
I’ll try to remember your face
Before you leave this place
And pray that you can trace
Your path back to grace

Nothing about the past
Can ever be changed back
But the present is vast
And there is nothing you lack

A simple choice to forgive
A sacred chance to live

There is a quickening
The veil is thinning
So much beginning
At the same time ending

Pray hard
Breathe deep
Dream wide awake
Against the sleep

The road gets weary
It can seem so scary
But love is always near
Love will always carry us

Through the storm
Threads are torn
But we are then reborn
Safe and warm.

The ties that bind. Jasmine and vine spirals

Reflections in Stillness; City Park NOLA 2020

With Love and Gratitude

A few photos from the week…

And a poem from the week…this is one of those poems that just flooded out from the pen all at once.  Grateful when that happens.  Grateful to share.  Grateful for you!

11/21/16 –
We need to be humble
We need to be kind
Not causing trouble
Or wasting so much time
On useless fears
Let’s hold each other dear
And pray for the morning sun to rise

It has been full on
It has been intense
People play foolish
Not making too much sense
There’s been so much fighting
On both sides of the fence
If we could just let go
Love needs no defense

There’s been so much counting
So much keeping score
The louder the shouting
The more we ignore
There’s been so much doubting
Of what we’re living for
If we could just get grounded
And stop making so much war.

Poem Combing

I was browsing through some poems, looking for perspective and insight.  Sometimes I feel like my writings can be words for my future self to check back in and be uplifted.   Here’s a few from back then that moved me today.  🙂

3/31/09
I feel the night breeze
Blow through the window across my knees
Calmness finally washes over me
Despite the dirge of thoughts and things
Static and unnecessary

Life is a fraction of time by design
But a priceless attraction to breathe the divine

Can you tell when you drink from the well
The difference in the water
And the clarity it taught her?

The pot holes and pit falls won’t stop you at all

The falling is the calling
The reeling in and peeling again
Layers no longer needed
To cover truths repeated

The heart now heeded
And passion perceived it
Presence received it
So beauty believed it

Life can leave it
To bet love conceived it

3/31/11
I found hope turning on a dime
I saw love side swipe a crime
I heard faith inside the rays of sunshine

Put on the face and pray for your graces
Hope that the day will bring you to that place

Don’t judge nor complain
Just be grateful for the rain

Daylight dissolves
Ritual resolves
Absences absolved

8/24/11
Waves of emotion
Flood my heart like an ocean
With the depth of devotion
The breath of life’s notion
Extra sensory motion
Stirs up the potion

To transform
To be adorned
To adore and never be scorned
Nor to keep a score

Dismantle the battle field
Shake a rattle and feel
The rhythm and the rhyme
Beyond Reason’s cold shield

The night then is stilling
The breath is fulfilling
The earth is tilling
A fruitful spilling

A new language for the ages
Poured over by sages
Released into pages

For delivery by reverie
Quivering hearts
Remembering.

8/20/12
Little tiny tears
Along the path and thorns ensnare
We’re barely aware of the bloodshed we’ve shared
It’s not like we don’t care
Just can’t count every flare that’s singed up another hair

Find some place that’s fair and equal in what they share
Can’t promise it will be there at the moment when you dare
To step into the cool night air to trek your way beyond despair

Can only hope that the bears don’t emerge from their lairs
And that the dawn doesn’t scare
And that you can live for just one prayer:
That love is deep and always near.