song: 100 years by Five for Fighting
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Photo of lilac in Oregon taken by me
The
Butterfly’s Song
A journey of discovering one’s self through love
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 frightens us most. We ask ourselves, 'Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, and famous?' 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 people won't feel insecure around you. 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 all of us. And when 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."
~by Marianne Williamson
Feeling this
Lightness of being
I know
A new day has dawned
In my soul
~ Patricia Sanders
I began writing poetry at the age of 12. I did not know it would aid me in discovering a new intimacy with my own spirit, teaching me about love and revealing to me who I am on the path of knowing thyself.
Meditation further aided me in this process which took me to the depths of my own shadow and back again into my light with a newfound sense of peace and a wisdom I would have not had otherwise.
I believe that all that has been my life, all the heartache, the love I have known has been the path I was meant to go down to learn about myself. You cannot truly know another unless you know yourself.
Though not an easy journey, I am grateful for the destination I have now arrived at.
Keep knocking, and the joy inside will eventually open a window and look to see who’s there.
~Rumi
Self-acquaintance is a rare condition."
~ Robert Henri
THe Butterfly's Song came about as time brought me to a transformation in my life that I have been going through for the past two years.
I lived a life of struggle and what appeared to be one disappointment after another.
I finally surrendered after my third divorce to a man I married twice. Having to revisit heartache once again I asked God to show me what to do as I realized that up to this point I had not found any sense of contentment within. I did much soul searching, meditated and prayed my way through this. One day I awoke with a new sense of awe and enchantment that has followed me ever since. I have a new peace inside of me that I have never known before. Life is a gift, love is a gift and I have a new appreciation for life that sustains me.
"Things do not change; we change."
~Henry David Thoreau
I've come to believe that each of us has a personal calling that's as unique as a fingerprint - and that the best way to succeed is to discover what you love and then find a way to offer it to others in the form of service, working hard, and also allowing the energy of the universe to lead you."
~ Oprah Winfrey

photo of me at 18
Sailing through
The odyssey of my mind
I capture moments
In time
Like a photograph
Etched in my soul
Absorbed by my heart
The experience of life
The joys and sorrows
Of living
The essence of my being
The me I am now
Colored by
The road I have traveled on
The love I have felt
The people I have known
These are the treasures
I hold
Deep inside of me
Each moment
Refining my soul through time
Vanity’s Allure
The place of ego
I know it well
It’s been my friend, a lover
The words that kept me
From moving forward
Kept me from going up when I was down
Created illusions that comforted me
Showed me doors
With superficial treasures
What grace brought me to this authenticity?
What gift showed me the right road, the correct path to the door of this peace
I now know?
I am not sure
Still the ego’s trappings remain a friend to me
The billionaire’s song
Vanity’s allure
The knock upon the door
That says
Come in
Old friend
The Butterfly’s Song
The spiritual path
Full of twists and turns
A road upon the map of the soul
The destination usually a transformation of sorts
The butterfly’s song
A school of review
That begins timidly
Toes in the water, a testing to see
How it feels
Then comes the time when we must dive in
To the pool of lessons
A place of uncertainty, the roller coaster ride
Taking us along
A soul ready comes through this tunnel
To a renewal of spirit
Light being cast
Applause rings out
As the universe celebrates
The new birth
The Collective Contemplation
The executioner’s belief
The beauty of grief
The intricacy of who we are
Is woven with threads
Interlaced with pearls of wisdom
Creating a unique fingerprint
That only we become
This is the beauty
This is the gift
That only one can bring
Nowhere duplicated
Every one of us an original
A creation to share
The collective contemplation
Rejoices in our discovery