a celtic prayer
Deep peace of the
Running waves to you.
Deep peace of the
flowing air to you.
Deep peace of the
Quiet earth to you.
Deep peace of the
shining stars to you.
Deep peace of the
Son of peace to you.
Deep peace of the
Running waves to you.
Deep peace of the
flowing air to you.
Deep peace of the
Quiet earth to you.
Deep peace of the
shining stars to you.
Deep peace of the
Son of peace to you.
Be kind to one another, tenderhearted, forgiving one another, as God in Christ forgave you.
– Ephesians 4:32
Forgiveness. It’s not an easy word for many of us. Ok, I don’t really know about others, but I know my own stubborn self and how hard it is for me to forgive, and then, rest in my forgiveness. I work through painful, difficult issues, I let go, and I think I have won the battle, but all the sudden I round a corner and, it seems, outta no-where, BAM – there it is again, and I realize I haven’t quite reached as far into that forgiveness force field as I had intended to go, and so I start again. I am so glad that I re
alize that life, and this forgiveness thing, is a process, and that I have made progress, and so that encourages me to work through it again…and again…and…!
One day I think I fine, and then the next, unexpectedly, I can plunge down hard – just by driving past a house, having a conversation, getting a glimpse of a something, hearing a song, or melling a familiar smell. I filled with pain, loss, anger, sadness, grief, regret and longing. I get overloaded with these feelings today, additionally I have can also experince anxiety, exhaustion, overwhelm and the battle with the demons inside my head which say things like, ‘I can’t sing, am ugly, fat and undesirable, and I’m just too stupid, vain and like attention too much to know it. That everything that has ever gone wrong in my life is because of me, and that I will never find anyone who can stand being with me because I am weird and unloveable.’
All of this is mixed up and complicated in my head and I have to sort it all out and begin to let go of one layer at a time, as I work to identify the lies and change the story. Then I work at forgiveness, first for myself, others, and the ‘house’ in question. It’s not easy, and I many times, and hours, I just pray, with Anne Lamont, “help me, help me, help me” until the pain eases and I can move forward in a measure of peace.
Like a baby learning to walk, each time I get up from being ‘stuck’, I gain ground, I get a little farther, a little stronger on my feet, and I pray that some day I will have arrived at the goal and will run freely in the yard of freedom! I want to live in the Land of the Free and Forgiven, and in order to do so I know I must let go of any resentment and anger I am still holding to and just breathe love. Just breathe. Just love. I know I am loved and forgiven and so I am called to forgive. I try very hard to be easy on myself, because I realize I will probably be in heaven when that finally occurs completely, and that’s ok! I will run through the golden streets with children and puppies at my heels yelling, ‘wooo hooo! Thank you!!!! I have learned the way of forgiveness!’ Until then I continue to hold myself accountable and keep doing the work!
New issue of the newsletter on this subject of Forgiveness at www.songsfromthevalley.com
Whatever it is
it can change
Whatever has gotten buried so deep in you
it’s become your blood
the only way you have ever known
the only way you have ever been
it can change.
Whatever turns in your chest like a heavy stone
whatever keeps you
clutching your heart
to try and stop the bleeding
whatever feels so
much bigger than you
you can never see its edges
it can bend
it can re-form itself into something new
it can change.
So bow to whatever it is as it is now
even as that breaks you
kiss it with every cell in you
sit down next to its fire
and let your fingers stain with ash.
Curse it too
curse it to survive
to vent the heat.
See the costs, see what’s been lost
but don’t weep for it
for every bird looking down at you can see
everything has its perfect timeline
like the line across your palm
its perfect arc for pain.
Sweet one:
your journey here
is like no other journey
and the gift waiting
for each of us
at the end
is the same.
Tara Mohr
http://www.taramohr.com/2012/11/i-find-hope-here/#comment-4824
Wanderer, your footsteps are
The road, and nothing more;
Wanderer, there is no road,
The road is made by walking.
By walking one makes the road.
And upon glancing behind
One see the path
That will never be trod again.
Wanderer, there is no road,
Only wakes upon the sea.
– Antonio Machado
The Traveler
Quoted in Standing at Water’s Edge by Anne Paris
I walked into a flock of hugs
Then I walked into arms of love
Arms so strong
Encircling me
Reach so deep
inside of me
My knees almost gave way
I wanted to stay there forever
Connected to this tenderness, strength and kindness
With you touching my back
AL 11/12/12
I went to school this morning
In the world frosted and glittering
I watched a golden tree
Freely unloading itself
In the beautiful a-bun-dance of autumn
I watched in silence from a distant bench
And then I stood with the tree
and accepted the flow of life
the circle of season
It surprised me
It was a musical process
this sound of surrender
Filling me
I felt the soft plops of berries
the whisper dance of leaves on my hat
The drum beat leading the celebration dance
of..
letting go
freedom
re-birth to come
at my feet
I was a witness to the grand nature of trees
It taught me lessons
in minutes
answers I have been searching for
for years
I trust dreaming
Everything is the poetry of love
AL 11/5/12
For the past 5 years I have published a newsletter called Songs from the Valley. I really had no idea how to do it, or what the result would be, I just enjoyed creating the first issue so much I committed to creating it for one year.
The first year was a time of figuring out what this publication would become. In March, of 2008, I featured my first artist, in April, I decided to publish two issues a month. By May, it began to take shape around a subject, rather than putting in random hodge-podge inspiration and in December, I decided that I would continue to create and publish it – that it truly was one of the best things I had ever done in my life. In 2010 I started a website and on March 18, 2011, I started this daily, poetry and quotes blog, to go along with the 2 issues a month.
I have been asked many times how I do it, how I find time. As I look back over the past five years, I see the actions that are reflected in the quote above. I made it happen by living my life in a way that others haven’t. It’s not about me being right or wrong, it’s just about what you want. I want to be all I can be and not aim low. When I started the newsletter, I wanted to create something good that my children, grandchildren and even great-grandchildren, could find one day, and know who I am, what I loved, how I live my life, what I stood for and what I learned about life. As I look back over the body of work, I am so blessed by how I have spent my time, the hours were well worth the effort! I am extremely grateful for what I have accomplished.
As this year of 2012 comes quickly to a close, I feel the time for something new is happening. It is time for things to shift and I am not sure the newsletter will continue to be the same. There are new things being born, and I feel the end of this particular publication may be ending, to make way for something new and exciting. I am not sure exactly what it will be, as of yet, but I feel things stirring around in my heart, in my imagination. Inspiration is bubbling and brewing and my music is coming to the forefront of this next phase of life upcoming. It is exciting and feels important. I ask for your prayers as I figure these things out and begin to incorporate new areas of discipline into my going, and begin to accomplish my highest calling from a heart of love.
www.songsfromthevalley.com for current issue on Place featuring artist Beverly Erschell http://www.beverlyerschell.com/
I waited and waited, for something to happen. It never did.
I pleaded and pleaded, for something to change. It never did.
I prayed and prayed, for love to find me. It never did.
One day, after years of suffering, I decided I could no longer idly watch my life pass by.
The voice within me spoke loudly and said: “Beautiful woman, if you want something to happen, make it happen.
If you want a change in your life, make that change.
If you wish for love to find you, first learn to love yourself.
Open your heart and dare to LIVE your life”……
Patience may be a virtue, but in life, one must take ownership.
Linda Vitagliano
One can choose to go back toward safety or forward toward
growth. Growth must be chosen again and again; fear must be
overcome again and again.
– Abraham Maslow