Sunday, July 30, 2017

After the Storm



                                                                  
Out of chaos, out of our mind…
Streams turn to rivers which turn to the sea
Like the tears - they are fluid and
thankfully so or the dam inside heart 
would burst into a million pieces .
Cry child, cry.
The wild flowers that rise from the dirt
without forethought
are perfect where grow – we are the flowers.
The clouds that come in from nowhere
sideswipe us, and call us out,
can’t flatten our courage – we are bigger than the storm.
The trees that bend and dance in a wicked wind
they know things
and
they have to cede to the forces
or be ripped-up roots and all – We are the trees.
Lightening - it has a fury that gets our attention – that is anger.
Thunder - it chills us to the bone – that is resentment.
Steel rain - it is vapid, painful and cold – that is hatred.
Yet we need to have these emotions
and to know their opposite without a lot of fuss.
 And with all the control we can 
assemble, may we 
re-seed, re-build, and stop resisting the elements.
In desperation, there will be a peace that follows.
Sadness will be replaced by a soft breeze and love will rule.
Love will always rule.
Give your sorrows to the Mother,
your tears to the Father
and the world you used to know will then change.
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-debbie lynn

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Wednesday, July 26, 2017



Change is good....
“You need to spend time crawling alone through shadows to truly appreciate what it is to stand in the sun.” 
― Shaun Hick

When we are awed, moved, brought to our knees in humility there is alchemy.

Change is good.
And I get that when we are confronted by things that hurt us; it is truly difficult to keep our consciousness in check – but this is “the test” the purpose, and the meaning in our practice. 
It is to maintain the awe (and a bit of grace) and to be astutely aware of all sides yet at the same time not to be sucked into the underbelly of the mess. Never ignoring the difficulties, but rising to call (when we get one) to utilize the sanity we embody as a “spiritual soul.” Embracing the totality of the good, the bad and the middle way as we stand in peace, feet planted terra firma. Knowing without darkness we would not have light and with the light in the forefront, knowing it makes everything cleaner and clearer… easier to see. 
Change is good.
-debbie lynn

Tuesday, July 25, 2017

Pen to Page


When I write I am:
Expressing the fire
Taming the agitation
Quelling the thirst
Energizing the intuition
Seizing the moment
Embracing the wild
Sitting in a moment of grace
Voicing the soul with my heart – pen to page
An act of exorcism
Purging yesterday and making room for today.
I write it out good bad or indifferent
Things must rise so they can settle in the aftermath of a fall. 
The construction is never perfect
Uninhibited
Unrestrained 
Clear and intentional – I purge
The organization is chaotic
But the result… is always peace 
-debbie lynn

It is not what you gather, but what you scatter, that tells what kind of life you have lived.
ANONYMOUS

Friday, July 21, 2017

Sweet Dreams



There are things, thoughts and nightmares from our childhood that plague us over and over… 
the never-ending pain-of-the-past seems to show up at the most in opportune moments. 
It sidles into our happiness covering us like a cloud over the sun and that all too familiar chill races up, then down our spine. 
And people say, “get over it” ….but we can’t.
They say, “why do you let it get to you?” – but it does.
The creepy, unnerving memory is as fresh as the day we were wounded.
You just have to wonder what will it take to make the horrible feelings subside?
The answer is not so easy.
When we don’t feel good – we don’t feel God.
When we don’t want to talk about it – we don’t need a speech.
When we don’t want to hear the positivity – we don’t need a pep talk.
Isolation. Depression. Anxiety.
It’s all there…
Somedays are better than others – some days suck.
Respectively, the reality is clear and we know it. 
Coming to terms with the mind is a challenge we all face but it is possible to reel it in. It truly is.
We just need time to heal, time to resolve and perhaps time to minimize the justification of the atrocities we have to swallow – it can be done.
Give us space.
Give us love.
Give us a break.
Someday is just around the corner…. We are many and we are not alone.

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-debbie lynn