What I am impressed with
Is authenticity, she said,
While looking directly
Into my eyes
My palm upon the looking glass
Reflects her heart to mine
Daily Bliss – August 19
Daily Bliss – May 30
The Angels remind us to ask as we step up to the edge, what do we see in the mirror of our soul? For its at the edge of us that we face our truest self.
Season of Renewal
These are the days when I search for the highest calling
And find only an empty echo,
A longing for the season of renewal,
A time to shed and reveal the new skin grown
Through winter’s chill
A time of letting go of that which has outgrown
My need for its control
How to let go of that which one grew and bore
From one’s own soul?
The imperfect, messy mirror of new life,
New chances to right old wrongs
Yet the winds of change still blow
Clearing away what’s stagnant,
Leaving a fresh, pink, vulnerable skin
Will it have a chance to thicken before it’s scarred again?
And will I be the one to scar it?
The potential suffering is there for the taking
Though I may not make the first notch,
I know a few will bear my name
And I weep, for I can’t stop it
I can’t provide the shelter from myself,
Nor would I want to
This sticky, messy shedding and controlling,
Suffering and releasing is the stuff of life,
The residue of fully living in all
Its glory and defeat
©SpiritLed 2016
Soul Mirror
As heavy snow drips off winter branches
So does the weight of unmet dreams fall from my heart
Though the clouds may be lifted
The evidence remains
There on the sheet of pure white
A black spot
Proof of the truth that I evade
You see, when you lose yourself into a world that isn’t yours
There’s no accounting for the damage that may be done
Yet we can’t see this truth
When it shines its light right into our face
And so this is my gift,
My proclamation
To meet both dreams and lies head-on
To temper the flame
But not extinguish the spark
To let the work of my soul
Be the mirror through which you see my truth
©SpiritLed 2016