NaPoWriMo Day 21: Meant to Shine

MEANT TO SHINE

So like there’s the same choreography,
the same words in a speech,
as many instagram filters available to all,
same editions of the thesaurus,
the classic organs like liver, kidney and heart,
but such great variance
of the dance,
the orator,
the fan base,
the poetry,
the body.

The flow in every tree and person
rises in accordance to a rhythm of peace,
self-correcting,
a final edit always underway
for the universe’s masterpiece.

“Everyone carries the mark of God in their own way, but we all carry that divine mark as one… Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, ‘Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous?’ Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won’t feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It’s not just in some of us; it’s in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.”

— Marianne Williamson

 

NaPoWriMo Day 7: Gratitude and God Start with G

UGH I STILL HAVE A FEVER AND PIGS ARE STOMPING IN MY BRAIN WHY. MY SINUSES  ARE TURNING INTO WALRUS TUSKS. But I did a poem today. Yay! I hope you like it and are in good health.

GRATITUDE AND GOD START WITH G

whatever you call your words of comfort

they are not really words anymore

but sign posts pointing

to a gold violin,

or a mountainous inheritance,

a new girl…

interchangeable forms

emerging like crystal

from the fog of your desire.

Words like “God” and “grateful,”

sometimes erupt from my vocabulary

as souvenirs

from Tomorrowland’s

phantom blessings.

The words as silent benefactors

of what I can’t yet speak.

yooooo what's up i found this on pinterest.

yooooo what’s up i found this on pinterest.

(this was inspired by a chance chat with a dear mentor and earth angel Uncle Mel! we live in a friendly universe, not a hostile one…)