Real Beauty

 

 

 

 

Real beauty

Is a love that shines

Through eyes, through smiles

Through countenance

Welcoming in the world,

 

Real beauty

Is a love that has overcome

Pain, destruction, turmoil

Yet thrives to be radiant

Amidst shadows of darkness,

 

Real beauty

Is found between pages of my life

When there’s nothing

Else to give

And nothing else to get,

 

Here we are

Giving and getting, giving and getting

Like the moonlight gives to the sea

And the sea gives to the moonlight.

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Finding Love like Shells


There was a time when I washed my rusted copper red dress in the ocean
Using detergent made from aloe vera and lemon juice,
In the night time birds circled above crying mating calls
While I slept alone beneath fallen palm leaves.

No sound of rumbling traffic, thundering lorries, humming engines
Only waves, rolling waves as I listened to the stories the fire told me,
As I listened to the stories plucked guitar strings told me
As I listened to the stories that a hundred sparkling eyes told me.

Sounds caressed helix before meandering down delicate earlobes
Swimming like the spiralling fractal in a found seashell,
It was buried beneath hot, black, volcanic sand
Unearthed as I slowly skimmed toes into seabeds of rock-pools.

We hoped to discover love like we acquired shells
A rare chance meeting in awe of simple beauty,
Kept most precious forever from palm to palm
Reminding us of a still peace, a brightness, a truth.

Blinded by a gift of our sun’s perfect rays
Some danced together, sung together, prayed together,
Yes I was in love, with only the full moon
Who wrapped my spirit in a heavenly glow.

The Power of Words

 

I was asked what helps me through difficult times. In that moment my mind was stumped as I attempted to search for the answer. Days later the quiet answer arrived.

Words!

Words get me through difficult times. Reading words, writing words and listening to words.

Reading words of another who I can relate to, reading words of passion and pain, reading words that incur warmth in my heart. Writing words that express my emotions, writing with the intention of producing positive thoughts, writing to give meaning to my day. Listening to words in melodious lyrics, listening to words that strengthen my soul, listening to words when I am capable of nothing else.

In words reside the power to change a person, to stir notions of hope, to ignite a flicker of light and inspire an onwards journey. If you write, never stop! If you think about writing, then write!

Write with your whole heart and never look back.

 

Strength in Weakness

Cultivating Heart

“The meaning of awe is to realize that life takes place under wide horizons, horizons that range beyond the span of an individual life or even the life of a nation, a generation, or an era. Awe enables usto perceive in the world intimations of the divine, to sense in small things the beginning of infinite significance, to sense the ultimate in the common and the simple; to feel in the rush of the passing the stillness of the eternal.”        {Abraham Joshua Heschel}

At the end of our darkest moments we crawl with the last energy that straggles from our fibres, holding on to the hope of a new day that will be brighter and more peaceful than the last. We grapple for something small to hold onto, something that stays with us in that quiet space where we battle with our demons. Sometimes all we can remember is that there will be a day that won’t be painful anymore and every day is worth fighting for because some day we will reach that perfect day.

In recent physical health struggles where I’m bound to my bed, I’m reminded that this is for a reason. I’m reminded that all of our experiences we live through are so that we can understand. So that I can have compassion for others. So that I can wait in patience for the discomfort to subside. This time knowing that I’m not alone. In these bouts of physical weakness I know that I will be made strong. As the pain gradually fades, my spirit is brought back to its’ still, tranquil solitude where even more so than before I am grateful for every spin the earth makes on its’ axis and for every step I can take. At the end of this suffering I can feel more gratitude for my body that is able, for this human body I have that shimmers in the sunlight; I’m more grateful for the peace of mind, for the sights and the sounds, for the ability to express myself freely through words, and for the ways that I can try harder to love my family.

These times of difficulty when we feel weakened in heart, when we feel broken, when we wonder how we can go on, they change our souls. They turn us inside out, twist us around, and spit us out so that we can be more beautiful than we ever were before.

{ETHER 12:27 “then will I make weak things become strong.”} The Book of Mormon

Lone Raindrops

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Last Monday I moved house again. I have lost count of how many times I’ve moved; of how many times I’ve flicked through old pages holding encounters, woes, stories only I know. It has been 13 days since I wrote in my journal. The turquoise book seemed buried too deep and it felt as though I had too much to write yet I was emptied of writing. Somehow I could not bare the task of writing my thoughts, emotions and events, it all appeared far too heavy and I needed rest from constructing sentences out of pain that produced joy.

Sometimes we need to empty ourselves. We need to let ourselves breathe; let ourselves be still; and let ourselves ponder.

Circumstances arise when we need them and God knows what we need and when we need it most. Our challenges are to bring us closer to accomplishing great things. They provide us with moments to acknowledge our blessings and they are opportunities to be stronger, braver, and more resilient time and time again. Through each challenge we are prepared for the next, we gain more compassion or patience or self-belief. We build upon our foundations with each difficult experience, layering comprehension of this earth life.

‘Imagine for a moment that you are a drop of water. As it happens, you are a very unique little drop – beautifully shaped, with only a cute little distortion in the way you reflect the light. People praise your beauty, and in time you come to believe that you are special.

But as time goes on, you become lonely. You long for the companionship of an other – another drop of water who will love you as you love it and help you feel less alone. You find that other, or you don’t; you fall in love, or you don’t.

And then one day it starts to rain. Seven billion drops of rain fall in a single afternoon and you are no longer alone. Briefly, you touch mitochondria with a single raindrop and before you know it, two have become one. You are still alone, but you are larger than before. With each drop of water you merge with, your entire being expands, until all seven billion drops become one ocean.

And you are still alone. And all is well.’

{Michael Neill, The Space Within -Finding Your Way Back Home}

Getting Over Life’s Doubts

In the past week I had been experiencing intense doubts about myself, my life, my abilities, my purpose, my choices, my religion and my goals. A momentary combustion occurred and I had what I deem a quarter life crisis one week after I turned the ripe age of 25.

We all experience this at some time in our lives. We all wonder where our life is heading and if we are going in the right direction. We all consider if we had taken a different route how our lives would now be more fulfilling and more successful. We all question our skills and ask if we are good enough, if we are good enough to believe in ourselves and if we really do have something valuable to offer the world.

In these times, we can remember that there are people who need help, there are people all around us who need uplifting, supporting and comforting. Through our own doubts and fears, if we can gather the courage to focus not on our own conflict of the heart but on the needs of others then truly we will be lost in a good work. Maybe in reality this is only escape and distraction from our personal turmoil but when this emotional chaos hits what better way to expand our energies than by looking outside of ourselves?

Take a look around. Begin with simple gestures. Send kind messages. Offer honest compliments. Take part in community service. Buy a Big Issue. Share the skills that you have. Volunteer abroad. Strive to become more patient and loving. Talk to a stranger. Share inspiring media. Develop a new talent that will benefit others.

Each day as we wake and rise we have this gift of life, we have a new opportunity to create our life as we want it to be, to decide where we will put our energy.

Rob Bell Quote

  • Begin whatever you’re doing by remembering that you are here and you have been given a gift.’

Ask yourself these questions:

  • ‘How am I going to respond to this life I have been given?
  • ‘What am I going to do with it?’
  • “What am I going to make here?’
  • ‘What new and good thing is going to come out of this experience?’
  • ‘What kind of life am I creating?’

(Rob Bell. How to be Here, A Guide to a Life worth Living)

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