The Note

Photo by GWS
I received this wonderful note in the mail today. I happened to be looking at a FB post from the person who sent it when I opened it. It is a beautiful expression of appreciation and love, unexpected but wholly welcomed. It came on a day when it is a hard day. Where getting out of bed was hard. Fighting through the school day was hard. Where focusing on work is hard. This person’s words served a divine purpose with divine timing. I needed something to remind me I am enough. Something to remind me that I am seen in this moment when I’m feeling my most hopeless and helpless. Something to remind me that there is love and friendship and beautiful simplicity in my world to buoy my spirit in rough waters. Thank you, beautiful new friend. Your thoughtfulness threw me a lifeline today. I am blessed to know you and blessed to have the opportunity to get to know you better in the future. Thank you more than words can convey.
-gws

Mother’s Day

Handmade Card by GWS
To all of the women who care for others.  
Who nurture.
Who give.
Who love unconditionally.  
Who struggle to keep the world righted when all they want to do is unshoulder their responsibility for just a minute of rest and peace.
For the men who are the sole/soul care giver.
For the mothers who mourn.
For the mothers in spirit and of spirit.
For you all, may this Mother's Day allow you to reflect, to be present, to be honored by your own self, and those in your lives.
Nurturing and tending to other souls is not easy, but it is an honor and blessing.  
I see you and love you, today and all days.
-gws

Shhh

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I wipe the small, petty, vindictive venom from your lips
Sanitize the air polluted by them
I will clip your fangs if I have to
This is not the legacy we will pass on
Your wounds
Claw marks and ripped skin 
Will not mar youthful innocence
And loving hearts
They will continue to know a loving embrace
And soft kisses for as long as possible
Before the ugliness and cruelty of the world
Changes them forever
You will not speed them toward that end

-gws

Perfumes

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Sandalwood and oak
Rich spice and damp earth
Earthy sweet tobacco and the bite of wood smoke
Oak-aged whiskey and deeply rich vanilla
Sharp pine and spring rain
Antiseptic eucalyptus
Sweet mint
Woody black peppercorns
And the warm spiciness of cloves
These are the smells of wild and seductive souls
Dancing in overgrown gardens 
Gowned in moonlight
Jeweled in dew
Breathing each other in
Trading flavored kisses
Mingling and merging 
To become something new
A unique, delightful discovery 
Of wild alchemy leaving its memory
Scenting the air with the perfume 
Of love and magic

 - gws

Struggle and Acceptance

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Knocked off my feet
Tumbled and tossed
Disoriented
Lost
Struggling
Fighting
Failing
Unable to know up from down
Gasping and desperate
Threatened
Panicked
Scared

*relax*

*float*

*you can ALWAYS float*

I still myself
Relax
Trust
Know
And begin to ascend
Freed from the struggle that was threatening me
And distracting me from remembering my power
Surrendering to acceptance isn't giving up or in
It's accepting that it's okay to let go of the fight
If it allows you to care for yourself 
It's having faith that divinity will help you with 
Rest of the heavy lifting

Be present
Be peaceful
Be silent
Be gentle
Be...

Just Be

And the rest will work itself out

-gws

Profound Gratitude

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Given gifts of joy
Being fully seated in the body
Experiencing full presence
Lingering moments of stillness
Rooted in sense memory
Reminding me how to be fully whole
Fusing me to the earth and heaven
In the space between breaths
Leaving me in profound and 
All-encompassing gratitude for being alive

-gws

Place Holder

Photo by GWS
You grabbed me in the airport souvenir shop and took me home
You needed me because you were leaving her behind 
Leaving her to her new life
New adventure in a
New state
Without you
The distance was large and though I am small
I am a place holder for a love that is larger than time and space
You need my fluff to represent her hugs
You knew she wasn't really leaving you
It was just time for her to start a new chapter in her life
You were used to being the one to go adventuring knowing she was
Always there to return to
She was always home
Both a person and a place
And now the place was changing
And you could no longer just show up on her door when you need her
When you are sad or missing her, you have me
I am the recipient of her hugs and her love
When you need more than her voice on the telephone
You imbued me with magic that flows from your love for her
And her unconditional love for you
I am the quiet but cuddly representation of the love 
Shared by a mother and daughter
Separated by distance
But not by heart
-gws

On Pandemic Parenting

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A full circle 'round the sun
And we're still doing this thing
Trying to fit square pegs into round holes
Trying to maintain a sense of normal
When normal died an agonizing, public death last year
Keeping small children indoors, on screens, for a year
Taxes sanity for every family member
The kids are stir crazy and so am I 
I’ve been able to see them all day, everyday for a year
See their growth physically and emotionally
Guide them more than I would have been able to before
I have also watched us all struggle to focus on school
With two-dimensional teachers trying to illustrate a 3-D world
On screens where glitches are common and staying attentive is taxing
Where friends aren’t friends, and discipline a suggestion
How will the kids remember these times
Will they see it as a blessing or a loss
How will they tell their own tales of this lost year
Will they consider the year a loss at all
Or the time they got to spend everyday with each other 
And their parents
Only time will tell
Soon we will emerge again into a new and changed world
We will learn to navigate
We will learn a new version of normal
Though I am exhausted beyond reason
I am grateful for this year with my children
I know I haven’t always been my best nor have they
But we’re all, relatively, unscathed in the grand scheme
As the weeks of school dwindle down,
The weather warms and the days lengthen
We work for the finish line where we will celebrate that we all survived
This extraordinary year as a family and weigh our success by our efforts
And not our results

-gws