This poem about grieving speaks to keeping an open mind and heart. It’s certainly a practice, which means that it’s ongoing (one day could house all the stages of grief) and requires our attention.
Elevating the mundane to the miraculous – or at least the meaningful – is one way of seeing the sacred in everything. “Sacred” is that elevation to the level of divinity, whether you believe in a higher power, the intelligence that drives life, or the miracle of existence.
Waiting for inspiration… I am almost forced to stop forcing its arrival. This whole “allowing” thing (the opposite of forcing) is an ongoing practice, one that has only proven itself a viable pathway to inspired creating. Here are 8 things I think I know about letting inspiration work with you, instead of you working against all odds.
Grief has taught me that loving is extraordinary similar to living: maybe, two lines in the same poem. I share these brief poems about grief to highlight the not-so-morbid ideas that death is part of the circle of life; that without an end, something couldn’t begin; and maybe circles don’t really have endings or beginnings, just continuations.
Not just for goal setting, these journal prompts are meant to help you identify which goals properly serve your future identity and deepest dreams, and which you’re better off releasing. Clarity makes space.
Instead of waiting for the requests and demands of the day (and others) to define how you live today, shape your own identity. Morning questions is a potent practice that might only take you a few minutes, but practicing deliberately and consistently, with a passion greater than persuasion, will breed clarity, guide you to live more authentically, and allow self-trust to take root.
You get to define what self-care means to you. These self-care affirmations are open-ended invitations to imagine – and start living into – all the ways that serve your personal best.
Some quotes about grace: to open you up to a new level of inspiration and, well, grace. This is also a reminder that we don’t always need to handle everything alone. Grace makes me feel like I’m walking hand-in-hand (especially when I give myself the grace of asking for help). A little space for curiosity doesn’t hurt, either.
It’s easier to respect—even trust—the journey when you view yourself as the journey. When you are the journey and the practice, you open yourself up to seeing guidance everywhere, light in everything, and evidence of your own progression and potential with each step you take, consciously, in the direction of what feels meaningful and true to you.
Healing is a moment-to-moment experience. It is one reason we need time and space—to digest all that happens. Here are some poems about healing to give your times and spaces a serving of grace.
Love seems to be confused with our perceived connection to it. Love is not painful, but when we feel that we have lost our connection to it, the pain stemming from the loss can run deep. I want to share a handful of brief, but powerful, notes about what love really means. May they serve your connections.
Jealousy is its own brand of poison. It can stunt real growth, hinder creativity, dull our shine, impede self-compassion, and generally just take the wind out of our sails. Whichever side of the jealousy equation you find yourself on, may these poems about jealousy remind you of your own light, what can’t be taken away.