I Have Grown Weary
Dear God, may we embrace the gift of love. May we treat ourselves and others with kindness, compassion, and understanding as we embark on this new year together.
Excerpt from Maria Shriver’s Sunday Paper - Prayer for the Week
This has been a rather stressful week, and it included an encounter with an extremely rude and most unpleasant and unprofessional physician. I think we always hope to treat people with kindness, compassion, and consideration, and we also hope to be treated in the same way. When we are at our most vulnerable and working with a physician, looking for answers and to restore our health, we want them to be aware of that too, but it doesn’t always work that way. I felt truly crushed and walked away, hurt and angry with none of the critical information I was looking for. Life goes on, but I needed reminders of kindness and strength in order to rebalance myself after that blow. I am certain everyone reading this has had such an encounter with someone in their lives. We must acknowledge the hurt and dismay, but we also need to heal and move on. We need to find the beauty, the kindness and compassion - model it - forgive and let go. This is my process today and it's probably a bit scattered. Thanks for bearing with me!
"I will sit with you...
I will write with you
I will dream with you...
We can make poems together
And speak to each other in Soul Language
I will show you the stars on your path
And you will find your way back home
To the place where ease and peace exist as default
No more struggle
No more fear
No more hopelessness and judgement
Loneliness or doubt...
You will never remember such things
Because they don't exist
And if they do, you will know what to do
To dissolve such things that belong to ancient times
Humanity has no memory of any longer...
Lost ways in the ether
For struggles were never meant to be in souls
Living on this planet of feelings...
Do you realize, dear human
How amazing you are
To feel so deeply
To cry so intensely
To hope and grieve...
Oh, dear Human
You came here as a traveler
In this labyrinth of emotions
You are a master of pain and sorrow
In your own way
You learned how to survive.
Each of you in a different way
You are all masters of wounding and resilience
Let no one tell you otherwise.
Even in the worst struggle
There is light in your heart
Rejection from others it matters not
Your path is broader than any gossip
Any harm others cause you
Or even the harm you can cause to yourself.
Do not abandon yourself in hard times
Rather remember you have been here before
Survive and thrive
Speak not words of criticism towards your own Self
Speak words of love
Embrace yourself with peace as a holy blanket
The dark nights still have stars
As you have stars in your eyes
Poem by Archaeology for the Woman's Soul
I always love this song by Cathy Ryan…because we all need COMFORT sometimes. Enjoy!