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Poetry

Until The Garden Grows

Your truth is true

because you believe it.

And you must believe it

until you no longer do.

There is no quick way to birth a rose.

A rose must slowly

awaken

to beautiful

wide-open

life.

Wide-open-life.

It is a place that exists only

in the sky of us.

A neutral place,

where all are loved,

and all love

unconditionally.

Believe what you will.

Choose a side

if you will.

It is true for now.

It is true, only for now.

Until the rose opens.

Until the garden grows.

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Poetry

Soft, Quiet, Beautiful

Can we become the peace

that glistens on the ledge of our differences?

Or will it be war swept under the carpet

for yet another age of humanity?

I see your needs. Do you see mine?

Can we surrender to the chaos

of boundless perspective?

Can we be soft,

quiet,

beautiful,

life?

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Poetry

I Believe

There will be

world peace

when we

humans

remove

the words

‘I believe’

from our vocabulary,

I believe.

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Life

Peace

I’m so exhausted.

And all I want for the rest of my days

is peace.

I recorded this as a story for Instagram, but I thought I’d share it with you guys.

Because, heaven knows, the world needs a good solid dose of softness right about now. xx

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Poetry

The Sun

She shines quietly for peace

as the rain falls all around.

She watches the storms rage

and knows her role

is still

to be as she was born to be.

The sun.

Always the sun,

no matter the dark clouds;

no matter the storms that rage.

Sometimes her touch is soft.

Other times, she is fierce enough

to burn new eyes into the fabric

of all the things.

But always she remains the sun.

Always she remains the sun.

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The Darling Blog Of May

Darling Day 30. War

Dear sweet love,

give me a word.

Whisper me back when I drift

into the clouds above the sorrow.

For the days are long,

and the world is at war

without seeing or knowing it.

But I see.

I know.

So I am flying,

always toward the darling sun

of us.

Darling sun.

Give me the strength to see the war

and know my heart

will make it to a brighter tomorrow.

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Musings

How To Achieve Peace

I tend to think that the root of all war starts with the individual. More specifically, the constant fights (and wholehearted agreements) we have—umm, with ourselves— about how good or bad, or right or wrong we are in relation to something or someone else. 

But what is this inner chatter going on about, when, given the vast, unlimited nature of the universe: everything just simply is?

Everything.

It just is because how could it be any other way? All humans play by different rules: from countries, to cultures, to homes. And like the trees and plants we see dotted all about the place…no one is any more right than the other. It is humanity that places labels upon x, that judges x, that separates ourselves from x.

In my opinion: labels, judgment, and separation…cause war. The small day to day wars of: ‘that’s not what I believe, or how I would behave’. And the big wars, the ones with the bombs. I think we can all collectively agree on one thing, at least: we have really got to do something about those.

The problem is that our ‘ judgments, boxes and boundaries’ also keep us safe and functioning healthily, and so there lies the mind-numbing ache of life. The absolute chaos that is the human condition. Absolute chaos. (Did I mention the chaos? It’s kind of a bit chaotic, wouldn’t you say?)

Awareness of self (and other), compassion, understanding, forgiveness and empathy feel like the answer, to me, but our survival instincts (fight, flight, freeze) are so deeply ingrained. How do we evolve healthily and sustainably without suppressing real and actual biological needs? In other words, how do we achieve collective peace without blowing ourselves up via the suppression of our emotional and primal needs? We need to be able to freely express ourselves, and yet how do we do this when we are still under the shadow of such dense societal judgment?

And, that, dear bloggy friends, is the question I’ve been mulling over for quite some time now. Awareness of self has brought a great deal of peace to my life and the life of my children that certainly wasn’t there before. Where once I growled like the wild tiger Mum scolding her naughty cubs, I now take a moment, connect with my empathy, and calmly guide the little muffins in a way that won’t completely scar them for life. Then I go for a run. A long, long run and consider the painfully obvious fact that I am human and sometimes I just really want to roar.

We really are so painfully human. We all grow, learn, break, and heal at different times in our lives, and sometimes even radical empathy is a struggle for the most empathic among us. Perhaps I’m overthinking it all, but I really do wonder if we ever will have the collective epiphany of all epiphanies.

How to achieve peace, whilst also being everything that we are.

Is it possible? I hope so, but honestly…I’m really not sure.

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Life

One More Chance

Give me one more chance to find compassion.

Give me one more chance to look into the eyes of the bullies, to have them see that they are loved. By someone. Even just one person might do. Because that one person may be the very person to fill their cup with hope, and turn things around for all of us.

Give me one more chance to react as the kind girl I know that I am, rather than the scared one who’s been in the ‘victim’ seat before. Such damage was born in round one. But now that I know a bully is born of pain caused by another…how do I feel about the pain they burned into me?

Give me one more chance to find compassion.

Give me one more chance to balance the dark with the light.

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Twelve Days of Christmas

Smile

On the eighth day of Christmas

I wondered how the steps I take

with my average girl feet

might change the world—

even in some small way.

I wondered for about a second

and then I stopped wondering

and just…smiled.

Because on the eighth day of Christmas

I remembered:

a smile is all it takes

to change the world.

Every day, I change the world.

And every day, I bet you do too.

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Darling Day 21. The Rose Coloured Glasses

Give me a rose to colour your glasses with.

Not just any rose.

A pink one.

Painted with the darling of the happiest day.

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Doesn’t a pink world feel lovely?

So rosy and sweet and soft.

Like a kiss upon the nose.

Like a hand upon a cheek.

Like…love.

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Imagine.

If everyone in the world wore the glasses of love.

Glasses of rose.

How bright and lovely the days would be.

How bright and lovely the world would be.

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May there be a rose for anger.

A rose for pain.

A rose for every minute the world needs more bright.

Because darling is the world that’s kissed by glasses of rose.

And darling are the people who wear them.

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