
Trying to heal, lost love. 2022
In the night
Still air
My heart waits–
Falls towards
YOU.
Endlessly
Tumbling
Opening…
–Floating–
And finally…
Closing.
In the peace
Of its own
Protection,
Compassion
For this lonely
Suffering
Arises.
The greatest teacher,
Rejection,
Shows me
Once again
How to
LOVE.
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I was inspired to write this poem this week by one of my clients. I was talking to her about some fears and disappointments she has related to rejection. I was explaining how I came to see rejection as one of the greatest teachers in life because it forced me to accept parts of myself that appeared to be less desirable, less acceptable, or basically, rejected. Being alone as a result of being rejected or just not getting what I wanted (socially, professionally, or in some other way) at various times forced me to become a student of the most difficult coursework I’ve encountered thus far–how to turn my compassion inward and really give it to myself. My life has included many successes and also quite a few disappointments. The latter have taught me the most. They deepened my character, strengthened my courage, expanded my heart, and made me a healer. When we do not get met in our love or our desires ON THE OUTSIDE, we have to learn to nurture, love, and console ourselves ON THE INSIDE. This is probably one of the most valuable things a person can do. So, I encouraged my client, “Do not be afraid of rejection…Instead, welcome it as an opportunity — an invitation for compassion, an occasion to learn to love perhaps the hardest but most deserving person (>>#1<<), and an opening into a divine and intimate relationship with the Self and, through this, our Source.”
Figment of my imagination–
Until I met you.
And then–
We danced a wild dream.
.
Open hearts collided.
Poetic visions united….
Fearlessly we witnessed
Love’s song.
.
Days became weeks
And weeks turned to years.
The inside of my heart
Was called YOU.
.
Deep in the caverns
Of mind’s recesses
Old stories (of ME)
Disappeared.
.
Gradually, mysteriously…
Like the moon in her phases,
Eventually our nights
Became dark.
.
Time unbraided–
Wild hearts simply waited;
Yet LOVE, in her perfection,
Remained WHOLE.
.
Freedom is the teacher
Of this school, this course…
Her message to me was
Just LOVE…
.
Have gratitude for the journey.
Celebrate the memories…
Cherish the dances
You have done.
.
Love is the objective.
And also the answer.
It is the question
And also the SUN.
.
Attached to someone
Or n o o n e
Love burns like a fire
That ultimately and truly is free.
.
It is okay to let go;
It is okay to still love…
Noone and someone
Are both Y O U.
.
This poem is, of course, about letting go of lost love–or more specifically letting go of possessive love in favor of universal love. This is the gift all my experiences with love seem to give. Love never has to die, it only has to evolve. The lover and the beloved become one…
I wrote this about an important relationship in my life a few years ago for a poetry class I took at the University of Arizona but played with it a bit today … as I continue to learn the humbling lessons of Love Alchemy.
The dream I have
Deep in my heart
Is that all may know
The work of art
That is their soul,
That is their chance
With life on earth
In creation’s dance.
Each of us has
The power to choose
To sparkle and shine
Or sing the blues.
I want to sing!
I want to love!
Focus on JOY
And stars above.
Thought IS power…
Power to CrEaTe
A life of bliss
That r a d i a t e s
Out from you
Into the world
Improving lives
With dreams unfurled…
(“Heart Birth” watercolor pencil drawing – drawn during a Thich Nhat Hanh retreat – by the author)
It is a dream
That we’re in.
I am you
In this skin.
At the level of the heart
There is only LOVE–
Love from below,
Love up above.
In our deepest center
We are just the same…
Infinite in reach,
God is my name.