!DOCTYPE html PUBLIC "-//W3C//DTD XHTML 1.0 Strict//EN" "http://www.w3.org/TR/xhtml1/DTD/xhtml1-strict.dtd"> A Mama's World: May 2021

Sunday, May 30, 2021

Clay and Pain

The clay formed in my hands, fingers.
It formed in my mind.
It took shape through the grief.
The hand moves and gives shape 
to what the heart felt, the mind thought.

"Grief. turns out to be a place none of us know until we reach it."


Friday, May 28, 2021

Walking with Rusan

It was free, simple. Not exciting, not exhilarating. Just quiet and nice. No rush, no pressures. After a night of not a wink, it was a walk that calmed my soul. Balmed it. I changed plans and watched the orange sun rise behind the dark grey clouds lighting up the edges with an orange golden glitter. She waited for me patiently. She asked me to stop by the beach. I did. We did not express wild joy at having walked together, but smiled into each others' eyes while parting. C'est tout! That was enough .... with a plan to meet again.

2 hours of walk to clean up hours of fatigue.

We also talked of Turkey and India. 

Saturday, May 15, 2021

There's a silence

There's a silence.
So still, I can hear my heart beat.
It still does.
Miraculously.

The night is peaceful and dark.

So still, I can hear my baby breathe.
She sleeps peacefully.
Un-miraculously.

The darkness stretches its arm.
Yet the night is crystal clear.
How did the dark light up so well?
The light of truth.

Truth when visible in its stark naked form.
Lights up the night.
Night it still is.
Dark it still is.

Yet there is light.

There is silence.

Truth pains the heart.
Slices through the kindness.
Truth liberates the soul.

The lightness of being as truth liberates.
There is silence.
There is truth in silence.

How can liberation be so hurtful?

The answer lies in the silence of the night.
The darkness blankets the chilled soul.
The silence soothes the severed soul.

A final truth lies
cushioned in the night's silence.