Poems speak to one in many ways; rhythm, meaning, metaphor, reality. They can be soft and soothing, or hard and brutal, warm or cold, nurturing or ball busting.
Joss Burnel, an expat living and writing in Cuenca, Equador, has written many a poetic word.
One in particular caught my eye yesterday and moved my spirit.
Now I can explain about my Thursday evening meetings with my international group of three, in which every possible topic is discussed including what we are writing, and reading, and commenting on the world at large. We started as bloggers six or seven years ago, then emailing, and now using Skype world wide.
Me in South Western, Ontario, Canada, Joss in Cuenca, Equador, and Judith Baxter in Wellington, New Zealand.
I am the one in the white robe stoically fighting a cold. (and if you think it did not take a considerable degree of bravery to post such a photo, you would be wrong. I swear I do look better most days. Honest..) Judith is beside me and Joss above.
One of my favorite blogs Judith introduced me to Routine Matters who you can find here and who posted on Inklings. Reading this will give you an idea about we three, but on a much different level.
OH! Back to the poem. It perfectly reflects my thoughts this week and with Joss’ permission I present it to you now. (Highlighting is mine)
When you let go
of the fear,
the worry and
anxiety…
When you stop
the should,
didn’t, can’t
and sorry train…
When you accept
that what is
done is done,
what happened,
happened…
When you live
this day in
its entirety,
this moment
as the only
one that
matters – that
is real…
When you allow
your precious
self to be
fully human,
completely
still
and okay…
Then, the beauty
of today finds you
and brings you
to this
only moment…
Then your breath
is allowed
to be deep
and to resonate
with your
true heart…
Then, your
mind begins
to relax and
let go of terror…
Then, your
heart whispers
here is the truth
you are
seeking…
Then you know
that there is
life beyond the
worry and anxiety,
filled with beauty
and wisdom,
and that, truly,
all is well
and grace beyond
measure moves
you forward.
~Joss Burnel / 2012
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