
Tag: spiritual growth
The Art in Stepping Aside

Ultimate Lesson

Force Less, Allow More

Loss For Words
When I have a moment
or three,
I like to sit
and light a candle.
I open my laptop
and position my hands…
my fingers are at the ready.
I wait for the words.
Sometimes they arrive
rather quickly.
Lately,
for reasons only my soul knows,
not so much.
I wonder why this is so.
It has been a challenging time
of late
with a health issue here –
relationship issues there…
My mind and heart
have been busy
and not in the good way –
the way of truth and inspiration.
My spiritual training teaches me
that my distractions of late
are just that –
DISTRACTIONS.
They have a quality of
friction –
and friction usually
rubs the wrong way.
It can also hurt and harm
when it keeps going
and the tender places
get wounded.
My task now
is to reorient myself.
It is time to surrender
in faith
and allow myself to be lifted
out and beyond
anything that keeps me
from being
who I really am.
It is time to heal.
So, no more scratching the itch
of all that seems
to be rubbing –
keeping me focussed
on the discomforts of life
that are not real.
Instead, I will mindfully
let go of all that.
It is time to step aside
from the personal
and be here wholeheartedly
as a channel for the divine –
to be a beneficial presence.
What could possibly be better?
It takes practice –
and attention –
moment to moment.
This is not what we are taught
but it is available to us
as the literal,
ANSWER-
the one we all seek.
I speak the truth.
The fact I know that
means I am on my way…
So, here I go.
Perhaps this larger
expanse of view
will bring
my words back to me
so I can be helpful
to others
as the divine reaches
through everything I offer
as an expression
of divine love –
always available,
but not always seen.
It seems a beautiful endeavor.
Copyright© Cynthia Cady Stanton, 2018

Begin Again and Stay There

Solid Ground
Though the waters may rise,
and the winds build strength,
daring to knock me over,
I know where I am standing.
My feet firmly placed,
I face forward
with my heart wide open –
ready to meet Life
with courage and hope.
Yes, the storms come.
They cause their damage
on the surface of things –
attempting to make my day to day
difficult and sad.
Yet, I persevere…
for I dwell in
what is real –
I live in the Truth
which holds me up
and anchors me:
I am Love.
I am Peace.
I am Joy.
So, when the winds blow,
I choose to live
from the ground up.
I bend,
and I smile.
I am present for the lessons while
I hold onto my roots,
staying safe.
Copyright© Cynthia Cady Stanton, 2018

Be Well

Holy, Holy
Not one of us is perfect.
Not one of us is fully formed.
We are but buds on the stem,
and wobbly saplings,
with thirsty roots –
searching for ground.
Every day,
we come up short in some way.
We offend our intentions,
allowing the pain within
to attach more deeply.
Our path is littered with
all we have dropped,
despite all the trying
on the way to perfect.
To heal,
we turn around,
and gaze upon the lessons…
We pick them up,
one at a time,
and lift them to our heart.
In the lifting, we proclaim:
Holy, holy.
Holy, holy.
Now touched by grace,
we can turn around, facing forward –
and begin again –
reminded of what it feels like
to be held.
Copyright© Cynthia Cady Stanton, 2018

Way of Being
