Today I spent all day in a workshop, examining assumptions about inner power and limitations to happiness. I mean, that’s the short version. The very short version. It was very Anthony Robbins’ish, which is to say a little hyper with lots of catch-phrases, and a fair amount of shouting YES! I’d received this workshop as a gift from a friend and had decided to just show up with an open mind and see what might happen. I definitely left feeling enriched – and also a little amused with the whole show of it.
Anyway, this Sanskrit prayer was hanging in the hallway, and in a way it did the exact same job in just a minute that the workshop was doing in a whole day; reminding me to be present, and live my life well. Now.
.. and this time, it’s got the sound of a brass band.
My last real adventure was India, which was absolutely magical and ridiculously hard at the same time, just like a real adventure is supposed to be. But that was two years ago, so I’d say it’s about time to set out again. I’ve been researching and planning for the past few months, and it’s all finally coming together. In less than a month, I’ll leave this very cold country to go spend some time down south. Beignets, jazz, second lines, swamp tours, po’boys, streetcars, river boats, it’s all there just waiting for me. I’ll be there for Mardi Gras, and I can’t wait to experience that. Not the s***faced on Burbon Street version, but the real one with the Krewes parading, and the Mardi Gras Indians in their amazing suits.
And the dancing, I have a feeling I’ll be dancing for the entire six weeks there. I think I’m almost ready to step into the flow of New Orleans ♥
There is a sorrow
beyond all grief which leads to joy
and a fragility
out of whose depths emerges strength.
There is a hollow space
too vast for words
through which we pass with each loss,
out of whose darkness
we are sanctioned into being.
There is a cry deeper than all sound
whose serrated edges cut the heart
as we break open to the place inside
which is unbreakable and whole,
while learning to sing.
I read this poem several years ago and I remember the truth of it echoing through me, bringing me much-needed peace. It reminded me that even in pain there’s beauty, and that what matters the most will never be broken. It is one of my favorite poems, although I haven’t thought of it for a long time – but then today when I read the most recent post on The Better Man Project it immediately popped into my mind again. Funny how that works..
May we all remember, or have someone to remind us, that our dark moments serve a valuable purpose and that we hold in our hearts unbreakable love and light ♥
it’s almost time to say goodbye and let go, in gratitude, of yet another year..
it’s been a rough year, so intense and full of challenges forcing me to mobilize all my strengths more times than I can count. and it’s been a year so full of purpose and insight that I can only bow my head in gratitude and feel blessed. no matter what next year will bring, I know it will be magical. probably not easy, but definitely magical.
this year more than ever, I hope we only carry with us the things, and people, that brings us joy and inspiration and love – that serves our progress. so with only one day left of 2013, it’s the last chance to find peace with any conflicts in our lives. don’t carry it into the new year. it’s time to let go and leave behind everything that is no longer serving us. let go of anger and hurt, let go of regrets and doubts. only bring with us the thoughts and feelings that makes us smile, that warms our hearts and gives us hope. I’m sure we all know exactly what to let go of and what to bring with us forward in life.
however you’re wrapping up the year, I hope you will be happy and feel loved and that you will shine like the beautiful person you are.
Happy New Year ♥
it’s okay to be sad
it’s even okay to feel sorry for yourself
once in a while
and then it’s more than okay
to get your ass back up off the floor
and keep moving forward
your life is waiting
and it’s beautiful
I took this picture yesterday when walking on the beach. It was pretty windy already and the ocean was roaring.
Today it’s been getting stormier, on the news they’re advising people to stay inside and most public transportation is shutting down. For the next ten hours it will be getting worse.
I love it when the forces of nature unfolds. I know it can be devastating and that I need to remember that I’m currently residing in a fragile human body, but I wish I could be out there, right in the middle of it. But okay, instead I’ve made myself comfortable with plenty of candles, the warmth of a fireplace and Italian red wine. Not too bad, either.
I just hope no trees will fall on the house…
I should be writing
words about someone
anything or anyone
words capturing the very essence of it all
letter by letter
I will be writing