A candle is lit
A warmth spurs off the flame
In a moment, the scent of balsam
If a real tree, I’d want that name…
A quiet calm
A peace within
A nodding and a knowing
The holiday here once again….
A hope all hearts be overflowing…
Yet for me its been Christmas
since the first of November
When deed I signed, and door I opened…
My own home I’ve so yearned for since I can remember. 😉
I have learned the deep value of courage
perseveering some mighty steps….
The right of woman to own real estate, enter business agreements, are just a glimpse
Exercising right of conscience to own each waiting hour–proving inner freedom–the true test…
What am I worth?
What am I accepting?
ever the constant questions….
Not of material gain but of inner negligence
“Just tolerate status quo” the apathetic slewthing suggestions.
Stand up to them we must.
Squelch them at all cost.
They would bury us, invisible us, make us feel shame, guilt, fear, and doubt
Convincing us ‘why bother’ and how many years we’ve already lost.
Be gone with you erroneous lies
You will not rule my inner rudder any more.
Yet even I know tis a battle that must be waged
Hourly and consistently for liberty to endure.
And so now the real work continues…
to prove that Love governs my every hour
My individuality matters so deeply much
No more will I agree to insiginificance or accept the pulls to cower.
So this season as I tinker
and cozy up my lil nest
I’m filled with a deep living prayer of love:
that each of us insist ill will–within–rest….
That we gather up our moments
and squelch the onslaughts of insiginificance,
mommy our hearts with gentle enduring Love…
and exude– with each moment–our oneness, truly a sweet dance…
And so also then will our thoughts free up to extend
to those of others– the world over
may we commit to embodying consistent peace, grace, humanity, and love
as we cherish this truth of one another.
A deeply heartfelt holiday hug to each of you……