Tag: consciousness
Gradually Getting It
Here is the nub of it all:
Like a white birch tree,
along a rocky shore,
I am most beautiful, healthy, and free,
when I am part of
the whole picture,
blending into the larger scene.
Standing alone,
while interesting,
makes the tree more
vulnerable to the wind and weather.
One has to ask,
What will happen if I drop my striving and planning?
More and more,
this question arrives, and
I dare to loosen my grip,
embracing the magic
of trust and letting go –
I follow inspiration,
and stop making it all
about me.
Copyright© Cynthia Cady Stanton, 2018
Beyond Stuck
Your mind is a place of learning,
she said.
You create your reality there.
My invitation to intentionally look within –
an amazing challenge,
even for a deep, open one like me.
Like a spinning top,
the hardest part is to stop –
it is so effortless to
just keep going,
settle for the mindless whirl.
When I do manage a pause and
a glimpse inward,
I am humbled by what is keeping me
busy up there.
Really? THIS is what I am thinking about?
The constant auto-pilot and noise
is embarrassing!
But taking it personally
is not helpful.
So much of what is in my mind
has been given to me
when I was not looking.
I am looking now.
I am now learning to peek within
with curiosity and gentleness –
and sometimes even, humor.
Laughing really does help.
Healing comes
with awareness and new choices
along with a large dose of humility.
Shaking off the old
and building the new…
I am learning to protect my consciousness –
what I allow in,
and what to ignore.
It is a dynamic classroom
in which I am
forever a student.
Copyright© Cynthia Cady Stanton, 2018
Blessed Assurance
No more a need
to solve, cling, or do.
I am done with all that.
Breathe.
Just be.
I turn my attention outward
trusting that inwardly,
I am whole.
This is an important shift
and not one that is
familiar –
a down shift,
into trust –
rather than constant acceleration.
True freedom comes in
letting go of the wheel,
not needing to see the road ahead.
Gradually, I am learning to be
more of a passenger.
It is strange how unfamiliar it feels.
I have learned so deeply
to be on my own,
driving solo.
But I repeatedly follow the wrong directions
being the simple human
I have learned to be,
confused by which GPS to heed.
Now I call upon my divine nature.
It has taken decades to
own it.
Such a beautiful feeling…
to know it is not all
up to me –
that no map is needed.
A look back
in the rear view mirror
confirms.
All is well –
and has been all along the way.
Blessed be.
Copyright © @Cynthia Cady Stanton, 2017
Becoming and Beholding 