A Love Note to My Daughter.

If there was ever a time when I needed you, it is now—but, I can’t say it.

I take a big inhalation and push that need into a different part of my day and carry on.

You breathe out and I breathe in your air; given, taken, reused, refused and revived, but you don’t notice.

This is about the ever so slightest separation of time and space between us, and then locating what stands in the middle of our presence: strong, unassuming and real. I ask, “Where is the void, the push and pull and the song?”

We are as far away from the snow melt, and as close as the leaves coming back to the tree to breed new life and you seem untouched by it all; yet that is so wrong, so terribly wrong and untrue. However, it is your gesture of the nonchalant held in your eyes that is deceiving, until I really look at the pools of emotion you try to hide.
It is an odd thing you do…

That smile is so transparent as you try to cover up what stirs you to tears, or drops you to your knees even when you are standing tall. I want to whisper in your ear and tell you it is okay, there is no shame, and you are loved beyond words—but you won’t hear me.

So I lean in, gently touch your brow, move my hand into yours and we sit quietly. No words, no noise, no reason. We are good like that. I am speaking to you in my mind and my heart. Then without hesitation you softly squeeze my uncertainty with the intention of “I understand.”

Pride reigns in your courage, yet holds you in chains. I wish you could see your beauty, your power, and your light. Yet that is just me, needing you to unfold.

This is a bit selfish, and hard; a truth, but I love you more than any sentence structure, more than words—it is just too hard to articulate.

With the nod of the head and a simple sigh, you are not my baby anymore.

We used to say sky and back and now what I can tell is, that the sky is truly not big enough. (dl)

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MANY HATS

We don’t have a false self or an authentic self – All we have a self (which is more than enough) – don’t get it twisted.

This “self “ dons all kinds of hats with many descriptions, accusations, glorifications and bears many criticisms, yet it goes on. 

It makes its depute beautifully violent, miraculously alive, and helplessly discontent - then told how to feel, how to be, how think and breathe properly (even when we already knew this at the time of conception). 

And those of us who dare to question authority from the word go, are thought of as hopeless and an incurable pain – but the pain we endure of this ageless and endless true/false identity erodes the soul and has the propensity to make us old before our time. 

We are rebellious and curious, true to our bones, steadfast in our convictions and then our truth will change. It changes with each moment, each day, each passing season and as warranted to new knowledge –

The raw truth is transient just as nature is, in its entirety – forever renewing and creating a new “authentic” truth.

This comes with much dispute and accusations as others question our resolve, but it is not a concern because the life we hold has so many truths we can choose just which one or ones we want to be. 

What works for one doesn’t always work for another – there is no “one size fits all” so embrace what feels glorious, what kindles the fire and what makes you true inside out. 

Forget about trying to be authentic because as soon as you do…. THEN You will be. (dl)

Artist – Kaila Gudee in tribute to Esphyr Slobodkina 

BREAK it DOWN

How much wasted time is spent in anger?  If time is money, think about cost of this (physically, mentally and emotionally). Every moment we hold resentment, and anger in our heart it depletes our savings and it is exhausting. 

But the biggest question lies here in; what purpose does anger serve? Internal venting, releasing and purging has its place (everyone gets angry), but justifying constant anger as “normal and ok”, stands alone in arrogance and in the ego/mind as righteous indigence.  By holding on to it, caressing it and giving it room to breathe and grow creates poverty in the soul - we become pitiful, and vindictive.

Not to say that life won’t continue to try and beat us down – but to look at the problems with an attitude of how did I get here instead of life did this or that to me is far more empowering.  It takes the guesswork out of trying to figure out someone else’s motive. You see, we can’t ever truly know what goes on in the minds of another, but we can certainly find a higher place to view it from, then the solutions are coming form love, not hate.

We never have to agree to poor behavior but we always have a choice on how we want it affect our being, our essence, our life. Do we free up and move on, or hold a on to our reactions like they only possession we own?

And there is a huge difference between accepting and tolerating our emotional choices, but they both leave a mark on our soul.  One is by conscious surrender; the other is by disheartened happenstance.  One is accountability; the other is blame.  One holds internal power; the other encourages weakness.  

Everyday we have the opportunity to accept and make amends with our past and forget the anger - Everyday. It is up to each one of us. Do we endure one more minute of sadness, blame and guilt or is today the day we say, “ I will not give away one more precious second of my life to something that is long gone - I did it, I am over it, and I am done”.  (dl)

THERE IS NO DRAMA IN HAPPINESS…

Why are so many, many people unhappy?

Is it because people want an excitable existence and we have somehow decided that being content is a bore? Or has our culture created the need for a storm (drama) as the only thing that breaks up the so-called monotonous life?

It seems odd that “Happiness” has become associated with serene and placid, which evidently doesn’t work that well in our society anymore. People tend to gravitate to content that is toxic and in some messed-up way; it brings satisfaction.  This (to me) is upside-down and twisted, making happiness abnormal when in truth - happiness is our true nature.

Dissatisfaction seeps its way into our being as we are constantly comparing ourselves to others.  Media knows how to sell this well hitting on our emotional insecurities based on surface and materialistic values (and we are all to blame because we “buy” it).  With instant gratification, expectations and entitlements we tend to lose sight of the simplest pleasures, they are lost in comparisons, wants, and objectivity.

The “competitive edge” coupled with greedy desire is the workhorse of a media driven society.  We are bombarded by images of what life is supposed to be, what we are supposed to look like (and feel like) and when we don’t have it, or we don’t look a certain way, we suffer. 

To ponder….What is the message we are teaching our children?

We don’t need to be elated or giddy to be happy, and of course life happens. Problems arise, (they will always be there) and we will always get emotional but, the minute we lessen the severity of the highs and lows through sensibility and mindful thought and step back from unnatural media garbage, is the minute we begin to feel better about feeling better. 

Yes… it is a conscious choice. Yes it is an attitude. 

We can’t control what life throws at us, but all have the ability to control the way we react.  True happiness isn’t always easy yet it certainly is available. (dl)

FREE SPIRITS – OLD SOULS

There is such a misconception about being a free spirit –

We are:  Gypsies, hippies, artists, poets, muses, writers, and usually loners with an abundant amount of friends.

We live in the moment, but that doesn’t mean we are without responsibility.  It means following the heart, the core, and we are immersed in life fully.  There are no stipulations, no regulations, and no conditions (for the most part). We live to live, love to live and love all life has to offer, all of it - and freedom is the music of our soul that drives us home.  

The free spirit knows a deep respect for nature as it amuses and amazes us constantly.

We are misunderstood (thought to be a bit whacked) and we do and say the things most people won’t.  We are risk-takers; solid lovers and we don’t do much about “what if”.  We are said to be “old souls” with wisdom beyond our years but we have been chastised, criticized, mocked, and also admired for our knowing.  

Temptations find us, touch us and move us to tears, while we are looking out for the wounded and the underbelly of what life really means.

People often think we don’t care about much yet we do.  We care deeply, intently and wholly.  
And if it appears that we are disinterested, or inattentive; it is only that we standing outside a fine line of involvement.  That line is a conscious choice we make to try not to interfere where we know we are not meant to be - and for the most part the only thing that scares us is the toxic energy of drama, (we don’t need it or want it around).

Some believe we have already “been here” so many times that our taste of life is exotic and savory.  Some think it is only in our past experiences and lives that we conquered so much tragedy and pain that we now have such a carefree view.  I am on the fence about all that but living in and with the lighter side of life brings simple happiness – It is embracing what comes our way good bad or indifferent, being in the flow and not trying to swim upstream all time. We live the highs and the lows and all points in-between.  

The mantra, it goes like this:

We are ordinary souls with NO intention of having an ordinary life. 

The spirit is in us and will continue to be “A Rebel without a Cause” - but isn’t that what life is all about? Living to the fullest, throwing caution to the wind?

If you are nodding your head as you read along, you are in good company but you know how difficult it can be - and as our spirits collide and dance in the moon lit sky, it is nice to have some conscious camaraderie.

I see you, you see me and we know….

Life is a gift, and we were never promised to be kissed by the wind, yet through it all our hands are held together by the common thread, and that thread is the presence of the free spirit ….called love.  (dl)

THEORY THIS

There are hundreds of thousands of millions of us in contemplation about life and its purpose… But in the end, what does it really matter?  The Universe (as far as I know) could care less.

Looking deeply at where we come from, our inner issues and trauma can bring about clarity for the moment yet nothing is ever really set in stone.  The theories, the reasons, the postulations are all just opinions. And while science has provided us with basic justifications the deeper, higher, and more ethereal questions still remain a mystery.

Some pursue the great unknown with verve, and some fall into it by happenstance as awareness finds them in a higher consciousness. Some are born into curiosity that drives them to conquer their endless quest for knowing and some are completely uninvolved. But no matter which way the path takes us, there is always something to glean; it is up to each one of us to discern the information received. 

Dissecting our heritage, lineage, name/birth pertaining directly to us and our tree of life is facinating and there are also many amazing souls who can help. But the real work is in our own self-exploration and discovery.  So be wise, be frugal, be in-tune when you process the information. If it doesn’t align, we are usually not ready for it. (It is too complex or it is too general.) 

Peeling back the layers is an arduous task and while it helped me find many personal realizations, there was never a pure definitive answer to my purpose. Relentless questioning brought tears and joy, dark and light, and that is life. But after years of searching and numerous head (and heart) aches, I have finally come to meet my resolve. Infinity reigns in the abstract and obscure and some things are just not meant to be known.

I don’t really spend too much time in unfounded confusion (the unanswerable inquiries) anymore, I simply accept the unknown and I am good with that. I used to cling to religion, metaphysics, science or the occult for defining an existence because it brings comfort to the inquiring mind, but I surrendered knowing the spectrum is too vast, too complicated and blows my little mind. 

Life is a process. We have to learn our own limitations, challenge them, go to our edge and come back again to access. 

There is solace in like-mindedness, but something so very brilliant about solitude. It is where we have no one else to validate or approve what we are unsure of (it causes us to think) – It is where we learn to trust our self and as we do, we take a huge leap in connecting with the universal energy... to get to this point? I truly believe it takes a certain amount of hard living. 

The thing that stalls us is we get so enamored with the mystic, we all forget we are human. We tend to run to the things that comfort our inquiry minds instead of challenging them.  (Again, discernment is a beautiful thing.) So when our mission is in high gear, only the things we want to know will adhere to our memory as they tickle or push buttons of a time come and gone. Then we spend time trying to make sense of it all when there is nothing to make sense of - period. The frustrations build like thunderheads.  This is when we have to say enough already, for what does it really matter?  Let it pour. 

The bottom line is: How are living and what are we thinking? Ask these simple questions: Is it kind, is it true, and is it pertinent – then ask why. 

Are we living in integrity or swimming in toxic past trying to make or break the future? As we all know tomorrow is never promised and all we have is today.

Who knows what we will be remembered for and knocking on the pearly gates for most (especially for me) is not an option or a motive to live in good honor, high intentions and have fun. 

The past is a prison sentence, and the future is unknowable – 

All we have is enough to sustain us and it is our duty to be good to our self and others, treat our planet with the highest respect so we can move on. 
Anything beyond that? is all open for interpretation.   
-debbie lynn

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THE DEEPER SHIFT

The a deeper shift – in observance

Life is moving faster, times are in huge flux and our world crying out for change.

* Ties are being severed of long time family obligations and misplaced ideals that no longer serve us.

* There is a backlash of acceptance when it comes to poor behavior in the name of righteousness.

* Our engaged soul is taking a silent stand and being revived from the dormant childhood memories we harbor.

* The natural purge of the toxicity is in place without having to explain it to anyone.

* Many are finding their voice, their place, and their path.

*  There is a bigger understanding of our connectivity via acceptance and compassion.

Now more than ever the unconscious are becoming conscious and it is up to each one of us to aide in the process.

No matter what others say, you know it, you feel it, and it is real so keep on being the example of acceptance and share your knowledge.  (dl)