Thank you Kaitlin, for the creative and encouraging way you lead us through the chaos. I like the way your prompts are wonderful guides inviting us to open and explore out inner bring. This month, your prompts and the wonderful poems shared here have been lights in the darkness.
This is good, Nicole. And often remarkably true. I understand the necessity and practice of building self care and play time, but sometimes there is a joy in the spontaneity.
I love this Margaret. I love poems that begin with a reflective question. "Is space the emptiness/Of time unscheduled/Or the fullness/Of a reverie?" And I lilke the nod to Rumi. A great poem!
This is wonderful and so engaging, Christian. "Be transformed by the alchemy/between form and function." So good. Thank you for your graceful, gentle and hopeful poem.
Oh my goodness, yes! The words and ideas and beautiful poems you have shared, the opportunity to write in community, has been a gift of focus and of hope. So very grateful for this practice and this space!
This is exceptional, Steven! “But it doesn’t’ explain/why/at the end of a relationship/two people can feel/a universe/between them.” That is profoundly beautiful. And an apt description of the great void than can exist when two partners part. I appreciate the spiritual undertone and the depth of your poem.
When swirling chaos all around
surrounds us, confounds us…
Threatening to take up space
in our brain, heart and soul.
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A deep breath in…
A deep breath out…
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Stepping off the whirling carousel,
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A deep breath in…
A deep breath our…
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Taking space to slow the racing
heart and mind.
Finding inner peace and joy,
Searching for an eternal light
to send out peace
to the tumultuous space
beyond.
This is wisdom, Nancy, and a wonderful reminder that peace can begin with our own breath.
I used to teach childbirth classes and would do meditations based on centering through deep breathing and riffed from there.
That sounds wonderful! We have a grandchild in the way, I know they are practicing deep breathing and mediation.
Thank you Kaitlin, for the creative and encouraging way you lead us through the chaos. I like the way your prompts are wonderful guides inviting us to open and explore out inner bring. This month, your prompts and the wonderful poems shared here have been lights in the darkness.
Space
In the swirling darkness
And vast expanse
Of the universe
There is a space
A space for me
A space
In time and place
A space
Within the world
Just to be me
Just to be
For now
Within
This space.
This is lovely, Claire, and a gift to read and reflect on this morning. Thank you.
Personal space
Most often means
Some breathing room
In a stifling crowd…
But my definition
Implies a place
Where contemplation
Flows from the now…
A private theatre,
This seat with a view,
Calling to the soul,
“Come and rest,
Be still and know,
Heaven waits for you.”
This is truly beautiful Korie. It works wondertfully as a prayer, a devotion, an affirmation as well as a poem.
Did you know there is space
between all of our atoms?
They've somehow chosen to perform
a different dance inside each of us, except --
is there an inside or an each of us?
If our atoms never touch, then how come
I can feel the difference
between the spaces ours take up?
I'm learning to love myself,
which is to say
that I'm learning to love the universe,
which is to say
that I am learning to love everything
because *everything* is everything,
and so,
dear one,
are you.
Oh so beautiful! everything is everything. me too.
This is beautiful andf brilliant, A. I love the outward arc of your learning to love, and where you end up.
I really like your poem today, Kaitlin. It summarizes well the universe within, just waiting to be discovered and explored.
S P A C E
I long for empty, white blocks
Expanses on the calendar
That offer s p a c e
An evening at home,
A quiet afternoon
A day without to-dos
It seems the only way we create
These moments of sacred space
Are to block them off,
Blot them out,
And fill them with
Notices
That we deserve space to
Create, to still, to
Wander the forest, to
Dance in the living room, to
Laugh endlessly, to
Linger at the festival,
Luxuriate with friends, to
Be filled with bubbling gratitude.
Then we can move out
Into other spaces with ease.
This is good, Nicole. And often remarkably true. I understand the necessity and practice of building self care and play time, but sometimes there is a joy in the spontaneity.
For some reason, today's prompt triggers a whiny lamenty haiku.
Some days not enough,
Others I wish for much less.
There is no middle!
I hear you Kate! And not whiny at all--a voice of lived experience!
Truth! In my mind, it's titled The Introvert's Lament. As an I with three E calls....
Yes!! I love it!
Space
Soflty, slowly, I
Push
Aside the
Clutter (all kinds) and
Embrace the space I find
Ah, Jane, very nicve. As a clutterer and a space eater, I can relate!
Is space the emptiness
Of time unscheduled
Or the fullness
Of a reverie?
The chance to dream
Envision
Paths to peace
Where all are fed
Where bombs don’t form the raindrops
Ashes aren’t the linens on their bed.
The images of death
That haunt the thoughts of helplessness
I lay aside
And instead
Give room to open fields
Beyond wrongdoing and rightdoing
Where we will meet
To share a quiet moment
Midst the chaos
And a cup of tea.
I love this Margaret. I love poems that begin with a reflective question. "Is space the emptiness/Of time unscheduled/Or the fullness/Of a reverie?" And I lilke the nod to Rumi. A great poem!
Thank you for reflecting!
Day #24 Space
Here, take this pause.
Bask in the rhythmic resting place,
where the constellations meet.
Feel your lungs fill with air.
Be transformed by the alchemy
between form and function.
And, when you inhale let your body
reach the summit of its capacity. Hold
yourself there in the abyss.
Release the ribs down.
Let them fold back in to hug
your precious and extraordinary organs.
There, in the interval between cycles
the breath moves out,
whispering itself back into the expanse.
This feels like such a gentle offering, I love it.
Thank you so much, it warms my heart to hear that. :)
This is wonderful and so engaging, Christian. "Be transformed by the alchemy/between form and function." So good. Thank you for your graceful, gentle and hopeful poem.
Larry, thank you for being so present over the last month. I always look forward to your messages and feedback. :)
What a very kind and generous note to send. You are welcome, and one of the highlights of my day are reading these wonderful poems each day!
Oh my goodness, yes! The words and ideas and beautiful poems you have shared, the opportunity to write in community, has been a gift of focus and of hope. So very grateful for this practice and this space!
Whenlifebecomesawhilwindrushingtogether
space
is what I wish
for you
and me
together.
Very Creative, Hans!
space
astounding
unbounded
but marked
by dimension
containing
physical and
spiritual worlds
expanding
to the outer edges
of the cosmos
though the area
of quantum space
is just as vast
•
mysterious
connected to
time
as well
as distance
•
science speaks
of entanglement
between particles
across the
universe
this explains
the reason
a thousand miles
can feel
like nothing
when holding
hearts together
•
but it doesn't explain
why
at the end of a relationship
two people can feel
a universe.
between them
•
alas
it is in that
awesome mystery
there lies
great hope
that in the
vastness
there is room
for great love
but also
great suffering
the two places
where we meet
grace
the only thing
more vast
than
space
This is exceptional, Steven! “But it doesn’t’ explain/why/at the end of a relationship/two people can feel/a universe/between them.” That is profoundly beautiful. And an apt description of the great void than can exist when two partners part. I appreciate the spiritual undertone and the depth of your poem.
Space
^
There is space between us,
seen and unseen.
Quietly and gently,
it beckons us come.
^
There is a garden, lush and clean,
where the seeds of hope are planted
Where our love can grow.
And our broken hearts may heal.
^
There is a space within me,
sprinkled with beauty and balance,
potholes and warts
and a desire to face the shadows.
^
There is a space inside of you
where joy and laughter dance,
sweet music plays on the wind
inviting your inner child to be free.
^
There is a space around us
of infinite grace and peace,
where I and we become us,
where we shine in the light of the world.
Larry, I love the imagery - gardens and beauty, potholes and warts. Great job.
Thank you for sharing
Thank you Steven. I tend to forget about the potholes and warts, but there many!
DR SEUSS SMOKES DOPE
Pulling one last strong toke, i passed this mighty fine reefer over to "Liza with a Z"
A plea to go on breaks the silence
Huh?
That woman.
In walmart?
Who flipflopped up to you?
With the beehive hairdo?
And the ToTo tattoo?
And the frying pan full of poo?
And the weiner dog named magoo?
WTF? What did you do?
I got no clue what came after.
as that maniacal fit of stonerlike laughter
Starts to rumble up from the rafter
Cosmic space out.
No problem, my fellow crafters
This is not a complete disaster
We will find what you seek
Bur more doobies i must tweak
And Z you are the rolling master
This has me smiling Chuck. I have been on a few of these...outings