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Letter to Myself in the Future

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , on December 11, 2023| 6 Comments »

I want to give you this quiet hour
spent outside in the winter sun,
the slipknot of the breeze almost not there,
the sky an incandescent blue,
the river a murmur in its growing ice,
the dried grass barely a rustle.
How warm it is, even midwinter.
What I most want to give you
is not this hour, but the memory
of how you said yes to it,
how you set aside the phone,
how you turned off the screen,
how you let the book stay on the shelf
and did not touch the piano keys.
Remember sweetheart, how it felt
to slip between the cracks of the day
right into the fullness of being,
how you were so welcomed
by the air, by the light.
You could do it again,
slide out of your self.
Become wind.
Become the light.

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With Violet Petals Strewn Around

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , , , on January 2, 2022| 4 Comments »


 
 
Somehow the body knows what it needs.
Like how, minutes after the change of the year,
I find myself in the hot shower washing off
the old year’s skin with a violet sugar scrub.
I didn’t plan to scrape away the self
that no longer fits, but here I am,
sharp crystals in hand, my everywhere
feeling the tingle, the thrilling sting of the new.
What magic a simple ritual can do.
Can’t change the losses, no,
but I feel surprisingly willing to meet it all
as I step lighter, softer, back into the world.

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Before She Goes Out, She Goes In

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , , , , on May 5, 2017| 2 Comments »

 

 

 

When her voice is weary

it means it is time to listen.

 

When her armor is heavy,

it means it is time to be soft,

 

time to slip out of her certainty

and her battle songs,

 

time to retreat from the lines

she has drawn, time to unknow

 

the world she thinks she knows

and to find herself in the world

 

that knows her. She lets the darkness

penetrate her, it caresses

 

her universal curves. Her quiet

joins her to an infinite quiet—

 

she is everything, nothing at once.

She relearns how vulnerability

 

transforms us in ways

ferocity can not.

 

She is her own fertile seed.

She is her own desert rain.

 

She’s her own cocoon, her own inner cave.

Sometimes it takes the darkness

 

to remind us how to be brave.

 

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A Conversation on Poetry, Politics, and Moving through the Day in a Yogini Way

Posted in Uncategorized, tagged , , , , , , on May 2, 2017| 2 Comments »

A few weeks ago, my friend Sarah Hutchinson wrote and asked if we could do an interview for her vlog, Yoga Wisdom and Wellness. How do we care for ourselves in difficult times? How do we care for each other? Sarah and I are planning to do a day of poetry and yoga in Grand Junction this fall … more about that soon.

I hope you enjoy our conversation, available on video http://www.yogawisdomandwellness.com/yoga-and-poetry/?inf_contact_key=6e2770c33a8367c40362045ee888fe5a53ff3f8439d2ce904643bbae7ffdc222 or you can download the audio https://www.dropbox.com/s/lt7r58qn97cfwba/Edited%20%26%20Balanced%20Audio%20-%20World%20Woman%20-%20March%202017.mp3?dl=0&inf_contact_key=a6dd7cc93228ef0d842b8eb77085981afabaa0f012dc0998000f24fd4dabc2d0

All the best!

Rosemerry

 

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