11.18.2024. Angels Write With Light
“Angels write with light," a dear friend shared, “so we can only read their messages in the dark. If we turn on the lights their messages disappear.” Brilliant right!
But this I know to be true too, having sight in the ink black night is not so easy on our eyes or on our sit-bones. All our fears, the boogie-men tucked under our beds, the dust balls that come alive at night in the recess of our minds, all seem to amplify at three am.
But, what if we change our view and rest in our dark cathedral ceiling rooms of our bodies, hearts and minds? What if instead of running to click on the lights in hopes of clear view, we offer ourselves smooth, ‘stay dear one’. What if we let our holy-lost ponderings, worries, grief and fears be like standing in the unspeakable awe of the Northern Lights. What if we just sit down and watch the goddess of dawn and her angels dance and swirl, skip stars, write in longhand wild holy messages from the Beloved across our luminous green-blue heart skies. Then I wonder what messages we would receive, read? Then I wonder what would this world be?
🌸 Below, lovely offerings for your Heart: 2 Poems. 3 Quotes. 1 Delight.1 Still Room for You.1 Closing luscious Song.
🌸 Two Poems to Share.
The Trees | Phillip Larkin
The trees are coming into leaf
Like something almost being said;
The recent buds relax and spread,
Their greenness is a kind of grief.
Is it that they are born again
And we grow old? No, they die too,
Their yearly trick of looking new
Is written down in rings of grain.
Yet still the unresting castles thresh
In fullgrown thickness every May.
Last year is dead, they seem to say,
Begin afresh, afresh, afresh.
Walking into Winter Solstice | Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer
Because it is dark
I walk in the dark,
walk with no moon,
walk with the chill
of the measureless dark.
There is peace that comes
from letting the self
be with the world
as it is, and tonight,
it’s a dark world,
a world where I cannot see
far ahead, a world
of silhouette and suggestion,
a world that seems
to cherish whispers
and relish mystery,
a world where
the invitation is
to walk in the dark
without wishing it away,
without championing its opposite,
the invitation is
to be one who learns
how to live with the dark.
🌸 Three Quotes | Jack Kornfield. Clarissa Pinkola Estes. George Saunders.
“Strawberries are too delicate to be picked by machine. . . . Every strawberry you have ever eaten — every piece of fruit — has been picked by callused human hands. Every piece of toast with jelly represents someone's knees, someone's aching back and hips, someone with a bandana on her wrist to wipe away the sweat.” — Jack Kornfield, After the Ecstasy, the Laundry: How the Heart Grows Wise on the Spiritual Path
“Ours is not the task of fixing the entire world at once, but of stretching out to mend the part of the world that is within our reach. Any small, calm thing that one soul can do to help another soul, to assist some portion of this poor suffering world, will help immensely.” — Clarissa Pinkola Estes
“What I regret most in my life are failures of kindness.Those moments when another human being was there, in front of me, suffering, and I responded … sensibly. Reservedly. Mildly.” — George Saunders, “failures of kindness” as the commencement address to Syracuse University’s class of 2013 (11:49 min).
🌸 Something Beautiful | Many Angels by Lar Lubovitch
Alvin Ailey American Dance Theater. Sometimes you see something so beautiful. You just weep. Give a Watch Here (2:44 min)
I have learned over the years to pay attention to where my tears are, where my heart opens and tears pool in my eyes. For I have learned over the years that where there are tears, that is where truth resides too.
“There is only one way: Go into yourself...
Be attentive to what rises up within you.”
—Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet
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🌸 A FEW SPOTS | One-Day Retreat. AWAKEN YOUR YES.
Your Light, your Yes is needed now more than ever!
‘Let us fill the sky with the light of a brilliant, brilliant billion of stars.’
Let us fill the long dark sky with the light of our billion Yes’s.
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We would love you to join us! A One-day Retreat together with Megan Dunne Krouse, Courtney Riley & myself.
Come step into the tender heart of self-discovery and open to your authentic ‘Yes’ that resides within you. Unfolding your full-embodied ‘Yes’ through Breath, Movement, Meditation, Yoga Nidra, Reflective Dialogue, Ritual, and Contemplative Writing.
Here is what you need to know:
Monday December 9th.
9:30am - 3:30pm.
A nutritious seasonal lunch is included.
Women's Club of Wilmette
930 Greenleaf Avenue in Wilmette
Space is Limited
🌿 Scholarships are available.
Reach out to Courtney, all requests honored and held sacred.
🌸 Closing Song | Slow Down Long Enough by KJ Song
The whole album is worth a listen to, Songcatcher by Kaitlin June.
“slow down long enough so you can feel the river
the one beneath the ground
the one under your skin
what if you had more faith and trust in the current
and threw away all your doubts and dove right in?”
Listen on YouTube (2:42 min)
on Spotify here (2:42 min)
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