She was wild Divinely corralled Pulsing with wind chasing through wild grasses Bubbling icy streams and Hummingbird wings All kinetic energy and joy for existing -gws
Wildling
Author: Words Wishes and Wisdom
I'm a NorCal mom working tech, raising young children, navigating marriage and divorce, life, work, and the emotions around it all. This blog grew out of my IG account where I share poetry, prose, and other posts that I hope speak to the soul. This blog primarily features my poetic musings and other writing. I hope you find something that speaks to you while you're here.
Earth Dance
May I always dance to windsong with bare feet pounding cool Earth Exalting life with every reverberation through my being -gws
Complexity of Being
You are exactly as you need to be in this moment Whatever that looks and feels like It is not always going to be sunshine and rainbows Sometimes it is dark clouds and heavy rain All of it is okay All of it is the human experience All of it is the magic of living life in these human bodies It is messy and joyful and painful and elating and exhausting The beauty is in wrapping your arms around the IS We get to walk this path Experiencing the vast complexity of being -gws
Holding Up the Moon
I am tired of holding up the moon. When it turns its back on me, I suffer under its gravity. -gws
Sacred
I am sacred. My vessel is beautiful. I shall embrace these truths as prayer. -gws
Polished
I wander amongst the damp earth and moss covered trees. I walk by the water where the stones are worn smooth and reflect on how life has polished and refined me. -gws
October Eclipse
I took a walk under warm October skies. Friday night lights lit my way as the marching band at the local high school played Motown on the nearby football field. As I walked down the street, I passed a young woman in a relaxed phone conversation on her front porch. She was joyously telling the person on the other end of the phone that she had just realized that she was excited to get married, and I smiled at her to show my joy at her joy. She smiled back in acknowledgement. But as I made my way toward home, my smile quickly faded as I realized that I never got to experience that feeling she was describing. I never got to be excited about getting married. Every time I started to get excited a shadow would eclipse my sun. Another discovery. Another confrontation. Another meltdown. Another confession. Another betrayal. Another, "I'm sorry." Another. Another. Another... Stolen joy. Disappointment. Hurt. Reassessment. Promise. Betrayal. Apology... I envied that woman's excitement. More, I wished her great love and lasting happiness. I knew neither. I watched red contrails crisscross the orange-glow, autumn sunset sky, and wondered if it could have been different. I wondered if it should have been different. I wondered if it should be different. I returned home to my reality, and as I stepped back into my rut-worn role in my desaturated, carbon copy world, I hoped tomorrow might be different despite knowing that would likely never be. -gws
Magic is…
Magic is being present where you are. -gws You don't need elaborate spells and rituals. Connecting to now and what is can be enough.
Memories
Once so tangible and full of detail Now blurred to softness like watercolor ghosts What used to feel like yesterday now reminds that yesterday was a long time ago Like chalk in rain, only hints of detail remain Specifics are now impressions wrapped in a soft quilt of nostalgia I grasp hopelessly at the intangible like trying to hold onto a dream upon waking I wish I could return to the presence of those times To stand within myself and see again from my own eyes Feel again with my own senses Retouch the blurring lines like an old tattoo And return the vivid, Technicolor, stereophonic quality of those most precious moments In Kodachrome vibrancy on the mental reel to reel that are my memories Before time leeched them of their saturation Like a well-loved security blanket with its rough edges and snagged seams I handle these memories with adoration as I explore what remains of something so precious And sit in gratitude for still having them at all -gws
Gentle Mother, Goddess of Light
Gentle Mother, Goddess of Light Who is my provider and peacemaker My guardian and counselor Who is my teacher and my grace I lay my weary head down upon your thigh And relax into your comforting embrace As a child with her mother I release my fears and worries over to your care And float, unburdened, in the warmth of your love I bare to you my imperfections and am reminded that I am exactly as I am meant to be I ask you to guide me to always do the next right thing I ask you to remind me to be as forgiving of myself as you are of me My love and trust in you are perfect As your love and guidance for me is perfect Help me to be where my feet are Help me to manifest strength when I need Help me to think and act with compassion for others and myself Help me to forgive more willingly Help me to know and live my truth regardless of others' understanding of it Help me to set aside my defenses and listen with empathy Help me to find a little more patience when I fall short Help me to know when to stand and when to withdraw May I be humbled and inspired by you And may I manifest your motherly love in all directions I travel in this life -gws
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