Nourishing Spirit

You have to nourish your spirit,
to keep it well and alive.
Be open, without losing integrity,
Kind without being overwhelming,
Give without giving up your self.
Embrace without being oppressing
Love, but don't forget to love your self.                                                                                         ~ Mads Avnboeg
I know it sounds cliché but how do you feed your soul?

May Queen Musings

A delicate fabric of bird song
Floats in the air,
The smell of wet wild earth
Is everywhere.

Red small leaves of the maple
Are clenched like a hand,
Like girls at their first communion
The pear trees stand.

Oh I must pass nothing by
Without loving it much,
The raindrop try with my lips,
The grass with my touch;

For how can I be sure
I shall see again
The world on the first of May
Shining after the rain?
- Sara Teasdale, May Day

I shared this poem with a women’s circle I’m in and wanted to share here as well.  I love the imagery and the message of capturing each moment.  Take some to reflect on how the poem resonates for you.

(The above picture is of one of the journals I made for my women’s circle out of cereal boxes.)

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Where I’m From

My version from the link in yesterday’s post ~ a template for writing your own version of “Where I’m From.”

 

I am from black and white pictures, powdered Tide and sprinklers.

I am from buttercup kisses, bare feet, orange groves and grooved dirt paths.

I am from honeysuckle, tomatoes and the persimmon we couldn’t pronounce.

I am from arched eyebrows and Mary Kay.

I am from Easter Mass, picnics, tea towels and apple cheeks; from Mary and Elizabeth and her sisters in childhood slips. 

I am from theater and writers, intellect and wit. From Irish fire and Saints. 

I am from rosaries, candles and cathedrals, from lush green hills and the sea.

I am from the swamps of Florida and the whistle walks of D.C.

I am from the beauty of McColl and the strength of single mothers.  I am from compassion and laughter, survival and tears.

I am my mom.

I am me.

Happy Mother’s Day!

Perspective

First you need only look: Notice and honor the radiance of everything about you…play in this Universe

Tend all these shining things around you:

The smallest plant, the creatures and objects in your care.  Be gentle and nurture.  Listen…
Anne Hilman

Have you listened to self lately?
Looked at life from different angles?
Write a letter or poem of gratitude to someone that has nurtured you.
Write a letter to self from someone that may not have nurtured you in the way that you wished…allow room for forgiveness.
For me, Mother’s Day is a good time to reflect on roots.  I love this template Where I'm From in creating your own poem.

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