Unlearning

When we are gentle, we

Teach our children kindness

When we are kind, we

Teach our children diversity

When we are compassionate, we

Teach our children thoughtfulness

When we are open, we

Teach our children honesty

Tell me…

Did our parent know what they did or didn’t do?

They too, grew like me, like you

All that we are, is

What our children will become

It takes time, patience and love

To undo everything that was previously done

Isn’t that our purpose here?

To unlearn, to let go of everything?

Especially the fear?

If not…

What are we doing here?

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Photo-Oct 2016  Il Duomo in Florence, The Cathedral of Santa Maria del Fiore in Florence, Italy

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Judi

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Not Her Story

Published in Open Heart Forgery

Dedicated to a beautiful soul.

She sits before

Almost twice my age

Revealing her story

Abuse, poverty and misuse

I listen intently

Grateful for the trust she’s bestowed upon me

But how do I tell her?

She’s not her story

She’s so much more

A woman, a mother, a sister, a lover

A giver, a seer, a healer

But, I do see…

Not really a believer

How can she not know?

She is so much more than her story

She is the truth, the light, the love

That which we know, only by name

If she only knew herself

Her truth

Please help her to see

She was created in your image

Beyond what she sees, hears and believes

Help her to behold

Your divinity bestowed

The truth, light and love

More than a million fold

Make her see

She is not her story.

~

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Judi

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Dedicated to a beautiful soul.

 

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Even the smallest…

 

Kindness

Featured Image- San Francisco 2015, Photograph by Jessica Nixon

 

She Calls…

I wanted so badly to just curl up and sleep the cold winter day away.

 Alas…no. I sensed her beckoning me.

“Come. See me. Be with me.”

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Shivering in the briskness,

Marvelling at how I always respond to her call,

I followed her pulse, over icy terrain, along newly snow covered paths.

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As the light changed in the afternoon sky,

She led me somewhere quite unusual.

Like a child, I ooh’d and ahh’d.

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Oh my, what was I getting myself into?

How can it be, such places never fail to inspire me?

She knows me, so well.

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Such interesting things,

In the most unusual spaces.

What would she know of my childhood fantasies, my imagined creations?

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Is that laughter I hear?

 The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe.  Oh, dear.

 I shake my head, just the far off sounds of gulls, smiling down.

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Truth bumps cover my skin.

I shiver convulsively and try not to grin.

I remembered those days when I imagined myself somewhere else, far, far away…

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It’s the smells, the shapes, the textures.

I’ll never get enough,

Of her sights and sounds.  My dreams abound…

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She knows… I don’t want to leave but I am starting to freeze.

I linger…sighing deeply.

I whisper inaudibly, “please, never stop calling me.”

~

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Sincerely,

Judi

 ©Judi Risser We Are All Awakening

Visit Cleveland Beach and Provincial Park, Nova Scotia

Seek only Peace

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Featured Image- A friend kayaking at Indian Path, Nova Scotia