Small Spaces

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The Divine is grand, vast, expansive

But, that is not the most wonderful part

The Divine is also the small things

The small spaces

The moment between inhalation and exhalation

The quiet between heartbeats

The magical place between waking and dreaming

The extra squeeze of an embrace

The snuggling in of a small child

The flicker of a precious memory

The holding of a hand

And the quiet company of another life

The Divine is macro and micro

It is present in the moments of weightless anticipation

And the moments of great emotional release

If we’re mindful and present

We can spot both the large and small moments of

Divinity in the world and our own lives

-gws

Woman

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Maiden lover

Nurturing mother

Crone warrior

Stronger than diamond

Softer than down

Dirt smudged skin

Beneath a crooked crown

Defining her rules

Living her truth

Not letting others

Assign her worth

Not property

Nor accessory

Not trophy

Nor maid

Not defined by the laws

That man has made

She walks through the world

Defined as she wishes

Not seeking her value

In a title of Mrs.

She writes her story

Each ink stroke her own

And defines her world

By the truth in her bones

-gws

Happy International Women’s Day

Something Greater

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When my heart is heavy I turn to you

I know you are there

waiting for me with open arms

offering comfort, love, serenity

I know you cannot remove my trials

I also know that you can help lighten the load by taking my tears

my sorrows

my angers, resentments, and animosities

you do not judge me for my smallness or my pettiness

you do not scold me for not making the next right choice

you love me

you hold my hurt like a mother does a child and kiss it away

the injury remains, but the sting is less

because your love is a salve like no other

you gift me with words and inspiration

so that I can bare my soul’s truth into the light

and start to let it go so that I am not transfigured

by my own anger and sorrow

you take my heartache and hand me joy

and you do it while reminding me that every day’s sunset

makes way for the next morning’s dawn where hope is born anew

-gws

When I Feel Small

When I feel small and vulnerable, I turn to that which is wondrous and vast, and remember I am Her daughter and in Her care.

-gws

Spirit Well

Diving deep into the spirit well

Pulling deeply from the stillness there

Submerged in the star womb of the loving Mother

Surrendering my struggles into her loving arms

Hearing her lullaby whispering gently to me, “Be at peace.

You will fight again tomorrow, but for today, rest with me.”

-GWS