Mother God

She is the God who sees you.
God weeps, mourns and cries.
She comforts you through the longest nights, 
Keeping watch until sunrise. 

-Teresa Kim Pecinovsky

Continue

My wish for you is that you continue

                Continue 

To be who and how you are

To astonish a mean world 

With your acts of kindness

                Continue 

To allow humor to lighten the burden 

of your tender heart

-Maya Angelou

Three Little Birds

 

Don't worry about a thing
'Cause every little thing is gonna be alright

-Bob Marley

Ten Million

"Even as I rocked on my knees, howling, I detected soft breathing behind the roaring. I leaned in, listened. It was the murmuring of ten million mothers, backward and forward in time and right now, who had lost children. They were lifting me, holding me. They had woven a net of their broken hearts, and they were keeping me safe there. I realized that one day I would take my rightful place as a link in this web, and I would hold my sister-mothers when their children died. For now my only task was to grieve and be cradled in their love."

-Mirabai Starr, Caravan of No Despair

When I am Among the Trees

When I am among the trees, 
especially the willows and the honey locust, 
equally the beech, the oaks and the pines, 
they give off such hints of gladness.
I would almost say that they save me, and daily. 

I am so distant from the hope of myself,
in which I have goodness, and discernment, 
and never hurry through the world
but walk slowly, and bow often. 

Around me the trees stir in their leaves
and call out, "Stay awhile."
The light flows from their branches. 

And they call again, "It's simple," they say, 
"and you too have come
into the world to do this, to go easy, to be filled
with light, and to shine."

-Mary Oliver

Hold My Hand

Night sits untold

The coolness of the night will fall

Night speaks its peace

With memories of a life begun

Would you hold my hand?

Would you hold my hand?

Just hold my hand...

Lights dim and young

Begin to paint a whole new world

Though faint and small

The sum of all become one light

-Eric Owyoung