Saturday, January 28, 2012

Wednesday, January 18, 2012

"There are songs to be sung,
and pages to be filled with memories.
There are roads to be traveled in places I have never seen.
There are postcards to send,
and so much beauty just to take in.
There are dreams to be chased,
and friends to be held more dearly.
There is love to be seen more clearly.
There are fears to be faced,
and tremblings to understand.
There are new days to brave,
and all this foolish pride to lay down in your hands."

The Gloria Record - 'Ode To New Grass'


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Friday, January 13, 2012




SHE LET GO

Without a thought or a word, she let go.
She let go of fear.  She let go of judgments.  
She let go of the confluence of 
opinions swarming around her head. 
She let go of the committee of indecision within her. She
let go of all the ’right’ reasons. 
Wholly and completely, without hesitation or worry, she just
let go. 
She didn’t ask anyone for advice. She didn’t read a book on how to let go.
She just let go. 
She let go of all the memories that held her back.  She let
go of all of the 
anxiety that kept her from moving forward. She 
let go of the planning and all of the calculations about how to do it just right.  She didn’t promise to  let go.  She didn’t journal about it.  She  didn’t write the projected date in her Day-Timer. She made no public  announcement.  She didn’t check the weather report or read her daily  horoscope. 
She just let go. 
She didn’t analyze whether she should let go. She didn’t call her friends to discuss the matter.  She didn’t utter one word. 
She just let go. 
No one was around when it happened.  There was no applause or  congratulations. 
No one thanked her or praised her.  No one noticed a thing. 
Like a leaf falling from a tree, she just let go. 
There was no effort.  There was no struggle.  It wasn’t good.  It wasn’t bad. 
It was what it was, and it is just that. 
In the space of letting go, she
let it all be.  A small smile came over her 
face.  A light breeze blew through her. 
And the sun and the moon shone forevermore. 
Here’s to giving ourselves the gift of letting
go
… 
There’s only one guru ~ you. 
 
Jennifer Eckert Bernau