Being Woman, Living life, Reflection, The Self

Let go…?

Letting go of the need for attention, appreciation and approval. Freedom. The key word is “need”. Everyone enjoys attention, appreciation and approval. I know I do. But it is not for them that I do what I do. I hope it is not because of them that I am who I am. Within me is… Continue reading Let go…?

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Living life, Reflection, The Self

Is this right for now?

Someone asked what kept me going. And it took a while to explain the process to myself and to put labels to the actions and emotions which accompanied me. I used to have goals, clear and bold hovering ahead of me. Goals I was determined to attain. These goals loomed large, reminding me of their… Continue reading Is this right for now?

Being alive, Living life, Pain, Poetry

Breathe in deep

It's been a while, and compelled to write a poem today. 🙂 Prompt word 'wind' for the 'b' line, as supplied by Ronovan Write's weekly prompt.  What 'b' line? Check this out here.   Time runs away, or so they say, run child, you must run like the wind; chase your dreams, don’t stop till… Continue reading Breathe in deep

Being alive, Living life, Poetry, Reflection

Hokusai says… let life live through you

For the weekend, read or listen... let the words seep into you.   Hokusai says, by Roger Keyes Hokusai says look carefully. He says pay attention, notice. He says keep looking, stay curious. He says there is no end to seeing He says look forward to getting old. He says keep changing, you just get… Continue reading Hokusai says… let life live through you

Being alive, Living life, Poetry, Reflection

Admit something – a poem

Hold this lightly as we meet each other... a modern translation of a 14th century poem by Sufi poet, Hafiz. Admit something: Everyone you see, you say to them “Love Me” Of course you do not do this out loud, otherwise someone would call the cops.   Still, though, think about this, this great pull… Continue reading Admit something – a poem

In relationship, Living life, Reflection, The Self

Can we bear it?

I do not watch horror movies; I shield my eyes in critical moments in a suspense thriller. (No, I'm not missing the “excitement” at all!) Where possible, I choose not to engage in conflict. I have created a peaceful space in my home and in my life in general. I live a relatively simple life.… Continue reading Can we bear it?

Living life, Reflection

Life according to IKEA

Those who have ever assembled a piece of IKEA furniture know this: the instruction manual makes sense, and it doesn’t. It doesn’t make sense because we do not understand how this step can lead to the next, and ultimately becomes that piece of furniture we saw in the catalogue or showroom. It doesn’t make sense… Continue reading Life according to IKEA

Beauty, Being alive, Haiku, Inspire, Music, Poetry, Rejuvenate

it’s love #haiku 307

It's a feeling kind of weekend. Open I declare, love is sacred, paramount, for those near and far; winds of storm, rain pelts fear may dominate, let not love be a limit.   The haiku is a contribution to Ronovan's Haiku Challenge #307. This week's prompt words are open and close.   If you are interested in… Continue reading it’s love #haiku 307

Living life, Reflection, Spirit & Soul, The Self

Pragmatic hope

Is it hesitation or is it careful consideration? Is it “being nice” or is it “being fearful”? Is it doubt or merely kindness? Is it being in my power or is it being mean? There was a myriad of emotions which presented these last few weeks from these questions. And when the resolution arrived, it… Continue reading Pragmatic hope

Beauty, Being alive, Poetry

Watching, a decima poem

Enjoying the decima poem. 🙂 Prompt word 'eye' for the 'b' line, as supplied by Ronovan Write's weekly prompt.  What 'b' line? Check this out here.   In the clouds, what shapes do you see? A hand waves, beckoning goodbye Soft lines, curves seducing the eye Waiting for rain to reach the sea; Autumn foliage,… Continue reading Watching, a decima poem

Being alive, Pain, Poetry, Reflection

Will she smile?

  She cried again. Over the time that had passed. Of the years she lost to her duties. Of the years she abandoned for fear. Sorrow etched her brow. She can only feel the tightening in her chest. She can only hear echoes of how she used to be. Submerged in this grief she cannot… Continue reading Will she smile?

Being alive, Haiku, Inspire, Music, Pain, Poetry

Duo #Haiku 304

Two haiku with different feels... gentle drizzle, hurt refreshing rain, drenching storm pain, enduring flood. and a slight to my name I endure but it repeats, might just blow my top.   The haiku is a contribution to Ronovan's Haiku Challenge #304. This week's prompt words are might and slight.   If you are interested in participating,… Continue reading Duo #Haiku 304

Being alive, Pain, Passion, Poetry

Invocation by Kim Sowol

I came upon this poem and Kim Sowol, an early 20th century Korean poet while watching a Korean drama series on Netflix.  Intrigued by the feel of the poem, I searched and found this 2007 translation. I have now discovered another poet to read 🙂 Enjoy!   O name broken in pieces! O name dispersed… Continue reading Invocation by Kim Sowol

Pain, Poetry

So mad, a decima poem

Time finally permits me to try my hand at a decima poem. Prompt word 'Mad' supplied by Ronovan Write's weekly challenge.   If only I wasn’t so mad, Perhaps I can see some real sense, Perhaps I can show gentle grace, And not make threats that seem so bad; But I am beyond care, and… Continue reading So mad, a decima poem

Being alive, Poetry, Spirit & Soul

A homecoming

One faith is bondage. Two are free. In the trust of old love, cultivation shows a dark graceful wilderness at its heart. Wild in that wilderness, we roam the distances of our faith, safe beyond the bounds of what we know. O love, open. Show me my country. Take me home. ~ Wendell Berry, "A… Continue reading A homecoming

Beauty, Being alive, Poetry, Reflection

Keeping Quiet

If we were not so single-minded about keeping our lives moving, and for once could do nothing, perhaps a huge silence might interrupt this sadness of never understanding ourselves and of threatening ourselves with death. Perhaps the earth can teach us as when everything seems dead and later proves to be alive. ~ Pablo Neruda,… Continue reading Keeping Quiet

Being Woman, Living life, Reflection, The Self

Lessons by 50

This autumn - why am I growing old? bird disappearing among clouds. ~ Basho Matsuo An apt poem to begin this post - a reflection of sorts on 50 years of life.  But how to measure this time past? An impossibility - so many perspectives, paradigms. Where would I begin? So perhaps lessons I have… Continue reading Lessons by 50