Thursday, November 28, 2013

Giving Thanks for 2013

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Today I'm grateful for this year of abundance, not only material, but also lessons that will last me a lifetime. In addition to the blessing of my little blue Nest in the Forest, a nest filled with golden eggs - an egg of peace, an egg of sacredness, an egg of solitude, an egg of solidarity, an egg of warmth, and an egg of comfort; this year has also taken me on a walk along the path of grace - where every step rose up to greet me, and all I had to do was follow the steps. There was a step towards confidence, a step of courage, a step of surrender, a step of serenity, a step of passion, a step of power, a step of faith, a step of freedom, a step of knowledge, a step of wisdom. I'm also grateful to the people who have showed up for me, and held my hand as I walked this path, their kindness that I can only call uncommon. And I'm grateful for the birds and the beasts that surround me - the beavers, the bats, the bees and the butterflies, the cats, the raccoons, the deer (oh my lovely deer!) and the foxes - all of them so full, and so completely their own selves - poised and perfect. I am grateful to my art that came out of my own heart, a heart that's blessed to be able to see - really see - a moment, a presence, a silence, a portal - and to be able to share it with others who can see what I saw, and feel what I felt.

This year has been a blessed year - it has broken me open, to allow, to accept, to receive, and also to release, and to be grateful for it all.

Sunday, November 17, 2013

Where's the door?

The Open Door

So many ways in,
no way out
Oh this endless living,
and the endless dying
Life after life
Birth and Death,
birth through death,
The smiles, the laughter,
the tears, the pain,
the endless suffering,
the relentless hope
All unto what?
No one knows
I have a theory,
she has a story,
he has a belief,
someone else wrote a book,
but really - who knows?
And yet we strive, we toil,
day after day,
life after life,
we suffer, survive,
again and again,
an unending cycle,
circle upon circle,
of meaningless mirth,
lustful longings,
selfish sentiments,
minds filled with fear,
lives of uncertainty,
only questions,
no answers
yet.

-Saiisha