A Place to Stand

Wysteria – Catania, Sicily, Italy, 2018

A Place to Stand

I’m looking for a place to stand, a place past

judgement and labeling, past anger and hatred, a place beyond

fear. My feet keep moving, stretching, searching, hungry to find space

where my heart can bloom and my soul can sing. I stay awake and pay attention because

this place is subtle, like the flavor of saffron lingering in my mouth. It’s a nuanced spot

that only speaks when you slow down, when you reach inside and listen deeply

to your body’s wisdom. The location settles you in a contented solitude, a seclusion

that moves you past the duality of good and bad, stability and freedom, attachment and aversion.

When you follow your embodied experience, you find a place to stand where

your being is washed in light, where your heart opens like a flower, where possibility

flows like a river over your feet standing along the stony shore. 

This poem is part of an online collection I call All the Shapes of Joy.

the tenderness that wants to hold you

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the tenderness that wants to hold you

Beneath the surface,
if you pay attention,
you can see
the light emanating.
Its only desire
to touch you.
Feel its warmth
like the sun upon your skin.
Fall into
the tenderness that wants to hold you.

 

Do you ever feel like there is something waiting for you, if you could only let go of what has its grip on you and surrender to what might be? I wrote this poem one morning as I connected with the power of something gentle and sweet to take care of me.

 

* I took this photo in my backyard of a columbine flower that had lost it’s outer petals to the wind.

art of attention

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Another lovely invitation from John O’Donohue (from Anam Chara) which I first read on the Mindfulbalance blog. (Thank you, Karl, for making me aware of another lovely piece by this author.)

We should not force ourselves to change by hammering our lives into any predetermined shape. We do not need to operate according to the idea of a predetermined program or plan for our lives. Rather, we need to practice a new art of attention to the inner rhythm of our days and lives. This attention brings a new awareness of our own human and divine presence…if you work with a different rhythm, you will come easily and naturally home to yourself.  Your soul knows the geography of your destiny.  Your soul alone has the map of your future.  John O’Donohue

 

This seems a sage suggestion, especially since recently I retired from IBM. Instead of my work and leadership mostly determining the shape of my days, I have the opportunity to create my life, to really lean into manifesting an abundantly delicious life that is open with possibility. What a beautiful time to practice the art of attention, to listen for my  inner rhythm. The newfound space is quite special, although finding my rhythm is a journey and the path for coming home to myself is sometimes elusive.  🙂 Mr. Donohue’s wise words invite me to trust and be patient.

 

* I took this photo near Kotor, Montenegro on the Lustica Peninsula.

 

If you liked this, you may also be interested in these other posts featuring John O’Donohue’s work: