The Way Within...
Monday, November 18, 2024
Today's Question: "In What Ways is Life Trying to Get My Attention"
Thursday, September 19, 2024
Today's Question: How is My Heart Rich?
How is my heart rich? My heart is rich in gratitude and resilience. Gratitude keeps me centered, and resilience keeps me hopeful.
What does it mean to be "rich" anyway? When I consider this, I guess to me it means operating from a space of plenty, abundance, a cup overflowing. It means having and being "enough", with more to share. For me, my heart feels rich when I can connect with myself and others deeply, where joy that's shared is amplified.
"True wealth is of the heart, not of the purse."
- Og Mandino
Haiku for a Wealthy Heart:
Vessel overflows
Love shines like an inner sun
This is what "rich" means
Monday, September 16, 2024
Today's Question: What simple pleasures am I grateful for?
I am grateful for my window out into the world - seeing the chipmunks scamper by, the wind in the tall grasses, hearing the chimes ring out from my tree. I am grateful to see the slowly expanding moss carpet on the ground, as it is nurtured by the welcome shade and rain. I am grateful for the first few leaves that fall from the trees, heralding the coming changing of the seasons.
I am grateful for today, this moment, and the opportunity to sit with a grateful heart.
View from My Window
Chipmunk has business
And I continue my own
As he scampers on
Friday, April 14, 2023
Today's Question: Where Can I Find Space for Stillness & Quiet?
Where Can I Find Space for Stillness & Quiet?
The quiet has certainly been calling to me lately. Life has been loud. So loud. Tinnitus-inducing loud.
I found out recently that someone I love betrayed me. One month has passed, and I'm still wrestling with the trauma of it all. It rang my heart like a gong, and my head is still reeling. Moment-to-moment, I tumble through the vertigo of a life upended.
I'm thankful that I have a trip to the mountains planned. I need the sound of rushing waters to help carry away this pain. I am comforted by birds and look forward to their healing song. I've been going on more walks lately, because my body is calling me to come home. After living in my head for so long, I wrap my own self in hugs, sing songs that soothe, hold my own heart. I ask to remain open to let this move through me, that the lessons be revealed, and the grace of healing change my path.
How did I get here? Where do I go from here? The answers wait for me, in the quiet of that still small voice. I'm awake now. I'm listening.
What do you do to create quiet when all feels like chaos?
Wednesday, July 3, 2019
Rewilding: Day One - Free Yourself
Since intention is the key to the Universe, let's do this! I would like to receive a greater sense of stillness and calm in my heart. In return, I would like to generate ripples of peace and wonder to bless the world.
Next, they say this:
Sure! I give myself permission to look like a weirdo (that's pretty much par for the course). I give myself permission to wonder "Am I doing this right?" and to immediately forgive myself (for truly, there is hardly ever only one "right" way of doing something). I give myself permission to be silly and daring. I give myself permission to open to the wildness around me and the wildness that lives within me (although it's gone dormant for a while).
Tuesday, May 14, 2019
What Would You Do If You Weren't Afraid?
Mother
Mine.
Tender and tough
Spun from silk and steel
Our paths shared for
But a little while, when
Your steps were mine too,
My heart beneath yours
(Oh, the miles of beats together
before
My first breath)
And then, I was here, and we began
Traveling our own way.
Love, like a lighthouse
Illumines the trek home
(Where ever that may be)
Yesterday, today, tomorrow
Ever where the heart is.
Mother.
-dg
May '17
Wednesday, September 27, 2017
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Tuesday, September 19, 2017
Wednesday, August 23, 2017
Project 137 - Day One
Project137 - Day One:
What Do You Want to Leave Behind, After You Die?
What Am I Waiting For?
This quote really spoke to me, as it's much of what I, too, have been waiting for. Moving through the expectations of high school and then college. Trying to get out of debt, while incurring more. Entering corporate America. Finding my mate, getting married.“For a long time it seemed to me that life was about to begin - real life. But there was always some obstacle in the way, something to be gotten through first, some unfinished business, time to still be served, a debt to be paid. Then life would begin. At last it dawned on me that these obstacles were my life.”-Alfred d'Souza
All the while, wrestled with this at times paralyzing anxiety that I'm screwing up, not getting it right, just not good enough dammit. Easing through some relationships in joy and fun. Pacing through others in challenge, being bled by 1000 cuts until they left me or I them.
Throughout, exploring and embracing the ebb and flow of my spiritual life, getting ordained in the process. Then taking that ordination and trying to figure out how to be in the world.
In more recent years, I've been waiting for the right moment, that space of readiness for the next expected step of being human - procreating. Waiting and waiting, until I realized that maybe I don't want that. And working now to be at peace with that, envisioning how my life might look, since it will look completely different. A path of creation (not "pro") all my own.
What am I waiting for? I'm waiting for a new dream to emerge. Waiting to see the future me that isn't the one others tell me I'm supposed to be. I'm supposed to mother something, birth something, but it isn't a tiny person of my own. The labor will perhaps be a legacy of love in script or something yet unimagined. The beginnings of a new me, it's grainy and pixelated, forming more clearly yet still undefined. I'm excited to see what I dream for myself, instead of flowing toward a dream of me given by another. It was an ill-fitted suit, a skin not my own that I'm glad to leave behind.
Project 137
I started off strong, but then the first writing prompt happened.
"What do you want to leave behind when you die?"
Lord. HELP ME.
Tuesday, March 28, 2017
Tuesday, February 14, 2017
Tuesday, December 13, 2016
Sunday, February 14, 2016
Today's Blackout
My words go out into the world
To touch, a random smile,
A life of its own.
And more, potential
Is a window in the right direction,
As beautiful as possible.
Tuesday, February 9, 2016
Blackout
I'm witnessing the dawn of me.
I live in faith that just BEING is Grace.
My prayers right now, receive
and touch a mystery, a wilderness
of human experience.
They are all real."
Thursday, January 28, 2016
Today's Youku: "Beautiful"
Monday, January 25, 2016
Wednesday, January 20, 2016
Thursday, January 14, 2016
Seeds
Seeds
I wonder which seeds, joys or sorrows
Were past planted, took root, and might stay.
In dreams, and trust, and bliss
Or buried my essence with darker thoughts
And with faithless heart, insist.
Called forth and nurtured by breath
Revealed in their truth, they demand
A life before their own death.
Scatter fresh seeds to sacred ground
In a fertile heart of hopefulness
And await a great joy to abound.
To wash from me stains of all doubt
For my dreams today call forth Beauty
Letting this Love in my heart ring out.
Wednesday, January 13, 2016
Saturday, January 9, 2016
Making His Bed
Now tussle, wrestle blankets.
One snort says he's done.
Thursday, January 7, 2016
Sorry, Not Sorry
Wednesday, January 6, 2016
Tuesday, January 5, 2016
Monday, January 4, 2016
Monday, December 28, 2015
Random Input Welcome
Guess I'll also think on it and come back to you.
Monday, February 2, 2015
God Speaks
I sow the seed in fertile ground
where angels came to play
I listen to the unique sound
my soul came here to say
I travel miles upon this Earth
with friends, sometimes alone
I often wonder do I birth
a gift that's all my own
God speaks to me in vibrant dreams
and teaches me my song
in stillness as my tears do stream
I had the answers all along.
- DG (2012)
I found this old poem that I had forgotten I'd written, loved it all over again, so had to post here.
Sunday, February 1, 2015
Brave Explorer in Pink (Haiku for my Niece)
Quacking rivals her laughter
We all have to smile.
Monday, January 26, 2015
Saturday, January 17, 2015
You Know You Want This Too
Thursday, January 15, 2015
"I'm Fine!" (Or so she thought.)
Unleashed the tears and sadness
Didn't know was there.