What You See

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What You See

You notice what I accomplish - 
the hard, tangible results of my effort.
Therein lies your appreciation:
How what I deliver benefits you. 

And, yes, while I signed on to serve, 
to contribute to greater good 
in the world of your collective power, 
is it possible
for you to notice
who I am, 
all that I carry within me? 

Will you not water my seeds, 
that I might blossom before you? 

Perhaps I will simply 
flower in beauty 
that your eyes could behold 
just in case
they ever really going looking for it. 

I wrote this poem when I was working, during performance review time, when the manager I had at the time seemed especially focused on results without much appreciation for who I am and the value I brought through my way of being.

slowing down

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Awakening

Slowing down.
I see with clarity.

Slowing down.
I hear what people are saying.

Slowing down.
I feel the energy around me.

Slowing down.
I speak in the direction of truth.

Slowing down.
I find power within me.

Slowing down.
I breathe into the world.

And, I awaken.

 

This poem was published in my first poetry book Mostly My Heart Sings. Since connecting last week with my beautiful friend Jana, I’ve been thinking a lot about going slower. When we were together we talked about how much richer our experience is when we go slow enough to be fully present for it.

 

* I took this photo in Mazunte, Mexico. This beautiful flower grew from the top of a small tree near a bus stop on the main road. I loved the way it was awakening to the light of a beautiful sunny day.

think of a flower

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Being
Unknown

Think of a flower,
growing in the ground.
Think of the roots that anchor it,
that bring up nourishment.
Think of how it grows
without a thought of serving others.
It does not worry of tomorrow.
It does not think of yesterday.

It does not compare itself
to the other flowers,
to the grass,
to the sunshine, or
to the animals that share its earth.
It simply grows
with great dignity and power,
in its own way, at its own pace.

It blossoms for itself,
and yet the beauty that it brings
contributes to the great beauty of the whole planet.
It can be enjoyed by many
or seen by none,
and this does not diminish its beauty,
or its power,
or its strength.

And when it finishes its cycle,
it dries and withers.
Still there is no fear.
There is no worry.
There is no regret.
And in no time,
it begins the upward progress again
to a new blossom.

This week I received this beautiful poem from my new friend, Maria Gonzalez, best-selling author of Mindful Leadership, who recently joined me and my colleagues for the 2nd Annual Mindfulness@IBM Summit on 4/26.  She saw it on the wall of a Hospice facility, next to the Roof Top Garden. It is a beautiful invitation to awareness, awakening, surrender and openness. Among the words, may you find a beautiful seed to flower your day.

If you know the author of this beautiful piece, please let me know!

 

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* I took this photo on the roadside of a morning run near the J&J Ranch in  Rothbury, Michigan.