We feel a nudge
To pen… to share
Yet we feel the heavy weighted accusations
“Who are you to dare? and “who will care?”
We brave the screen …the blank canvas…. a friend
We stare at her again and again.
“I can do this…the listening part…
I hear ideas all day long…I can sit here and pause…”
So I reassure myself again and again,
Yet the impetus comes and keys are tapped
And out flows an honest utter sharing
If we are able to trust and allow the tap tap tap
And we try not to read it nor edit it as it comes
And we tap the tiles and keys on the laptop
Or if we are holding it instead, our phone…
And outpours a momentary glimpse of the thoughts.
Yet even shared on the blank page..now full of text,
The dreaded “this is just stupid” crosses our thought….
We don’t listen or allow it begin to steer…
Oh bless us though, and forgive us too
As we used to consent to it’s accusations for years…
And we just deny it’s power, or truth, or validity…
For we initiated this come to the page with a:
“Hold my hand God…and please …show me.”
And we take a deep breath…and another again…
And hope that we can brave the next step whatever she is….
But one thing is for sure that this life practice has thusly proved:
We are never alone and always at one…
And Her hand is leading me just as it is you.
With tender love for being here and gratitude for your steps…
May you aim to take them fearlessly
And if you’re timid and pause….
May you forgive yourself and squeeze Her hand more gently
And let Her help you take that next step because…
Love,
me, Tre
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This poem poured out of me one evening recently as I am struggling inwardly with recommitting to the online sharing of poetry…
It can make me feel exposed…
ti can make me feel seen…
Yet in the daily walk I embrace and try to love humanity…
May this continue…the desire to share and give…
May wherever this finds you nudge you keep being your tender true every where.
LOVE!
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Hello reader friend,
Thank you for being here…and sharing moments of your attention.
Whether going anywhere publicly, whether walking into a formal setting, or sharing something I”m writing, braving an unfamiliar scene is one of the most consistent ways I can check in with my thoughts and overcome fear.
But I dont just ‘show up”…I pray my way there! 🙂
.I’ve learned how to defend the presence of Love and my oneness with it that goes with me anywhere…But it often feels like footstepping through fear.
And often, the preparation to do so finds me writing through what I’m nervous about if I’m honest with you.
Think it through:
What about you?
How do you resolve to footstep forward?
Do you have a sense of an anchoring presence that is always with you supporting your footsteps?
If you have ever wanted
to learn how to write through the fear to footstep your way,
or if you wish to know about how to develop a sense of an anchoring presence always with you,
or if you wish to share how you connected with this poem
I so welcome hearing from you.
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Apply it too:
Before you leap back in your day….take a few moments with me….
Close your eyes and take a big inhale and exhale…and defend:
“I am one with Love.”
Then, ask yourself honestly:
What is one thing I need to do that I am nervous to?
Then grab a napkin, an envelope, a sheet of paper, a receipt, a blank page anywhere, the back of a deposit slip works too…
Write out what you need to do as a statement.
Consider “What do I need to feel safe in order to _________“.
Write down 1-10 things you need…
And start considering their possibility is here and now.
Then one last thing for now:
Write down the statement: “I am one with Love.” and consider that truth and let that sink in.*
Continuing writing through however long you need what you would need to feel safe to do the thing. See what comes to mind.
Then, try to take a step toward that thing.
I’d love to hear about this process for you if you choose to share.
Thank you for being here,
Love, me Tre ~