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Can you lay beside me
Holding my shaking essence
In your giving arms?...
I have breathed in too much bitterness
Seen, felt, burning anger and hurt
Questioned why this is....
I am frightened, wondering
What I might exhale
Into this unknown emptiness ....
Let the silence embrace us
And maybe we can hear
What is cloaked in the shadows....
My heart cries out
To be heard and understood
By someone besides myself....
Copyright © 2012 Barbara MacDonald(more)
I have grown weary of the shallowness of life
Feeling instead on such a deep level, that I question
Does anyone else inhale LIFE
Searching always for a higher place
A place blessed by empathy and compassion
Relinquishing bitterness and judgement
Instead, embracing another 's imperfect humanity
Holding them with understanding and forgiveness.
I exist in my own self-created world
Given birth to with many tears and joys
In equal measure, this has been my life
Lessons bestowed through fire and grace.
The triviality... (more)
Please be quiet
and listen to the words
I can not say out loud....
Feel the emotions which I hide
inside my numbed heart
A wall of protection...
Leave your opinions
to your perfect self
As I will never be perfection...
Any words I had are
buried now inside
My shattered heart....
Time is slowly covering
the scars of bitterness
Which fell from your lips...
Each day I return
breathing in grace
I have been haunted
by things you will never fathom... (more)
Most of us have heard the phrase "everything happens for a reason", and surely I do believe that ,but there are times I just do not want to hear that or am I able to focus . I'm just plain annoyed, angry, frustrated or whatever and really am not in the mood to hear those words, thanks anyways....lol. But there is a little something when added to the phrase I find much more helpful. " Everything happens for a reason and it serves me."
Let's take anger as an example.
One day I was feeling particularly out of sorts and really angry about something and all of a sudden that... (more)
Our lives are echoes of familiar places in time
Held tightly in our memories and captured in our hearts
All of our desires and longings played over and over
In different places and other bodies
Bringing with them the shining sun
The stars to sparkle in it's heavenly light....
The angels bending low to hear our sighs of wonder
Our weeping in anguish, tears of unknown descent
Perhaps the lost dreams playing, wetting our cheeks
While giving hope to others.
The birth of possibilities beyond
Any earthly limitations....... (more)
I have tombstones in my heart
Places where those I once held in reality
Now live in sacred memories
I visit them often, talk with them, hold them
Remind them of bygone days of joy and pain....
No one passes through life
Without the longings for days gone by
Memories painted on an open heart
Cherished beyond earthly limitations.
Weaved within a tapestry of thoughts and dreams.....
Today I transpose what is reality
Instead returning to a humble time
Flesh and bones no longer haunting me
Resting in the serenity... (more)
I am an unfinished story
Each chapter filled with
Characters playing their perfect part
Dancing inside this reality...
Love, joy, sorrow, pain, strength, grace
Each tattooed upon my soul
Becoming the ink I write with
The colors in many hues...
Many chapters are too long
The hope in me refusing
To let go even though I know
To hold on was a continuation of illusion...
Some chapters are enduring
A prayer to bring with them
The grace and beauty they
Hold in a sacred vessel of intuition....... (more)
I hear the silence in you
That place where you are hiding
Your suffering held tightly inside
But I know, I see, I hear, I feel
Because, you are now a part
Of my very own heart...SO
When you breathe I feel you
Holding you gently in my thoughts
Longing to replace
What once hurt you
With an abundance of compassion
Erasing any sorrow
That ever touched your heart
I ask for nothing in return
As in giving I am
Abundantly blessed ...
Longing for nothing more
Than seeing your smile........ (more)
Wrapped in tranquility within this sacred cocoon
Do not touch this silk I am hiding in, or I may perish
Transforming through the manifestation of grace
Leaving behind all unwelcome aversions
Watch as I slowly weave a tapestry
Each thread bestowed with acknowledged endeavor
Life's lessons transporting me through any fear
Secured by the love and benevolence given to me undeserved
Watch as I transmute in essence
Giving birth to life's purest gift
Carrying this love forward to no longer struggle
Holding only what blesses... (more)
For many on a spiritual path this saying implies that a teacher will show up in the flesh, ready to teach us all we need to know. In fact many of us may be so ready that we mistake some other student who think they are teachers, for the teacher we long to have. If we allow this to happen, we can end up following the wrong people, down the wrong path, learning very little. This is what happened in the extreme in The Jonestown Massacre . On November 18, 1978, this tragedy was to some extent done willingly, making the mass suicide all the more disturbing.
A teacher, a true teacher ,... (more)