monster within-without

Nothing was ever good enough
nothing was ever pure enough
i looked and looked
for more and better
and ended up with less and less

i want love, but do i know how to give it forth
i want acceptance, but can i withhold my judgements
a place where i can be who i am
without having to defend, explain, apologize,
where i can let go of the monster
that claims me inside

but is that monster really me
is the one who whines and complains the i
the i that i try to deny
for i know there is something more.
something that yearns to come out
that wants a hug
an embrace
but then the other reappears
and becomes the one
who must move on
not contaminate a place
but do i spead my poison throughout the world
how to show the love that is inside
somewhere,
wanting to emerge, to come out.

Do i cut myself off
go out to a place
where energy is contained
isolated
like a hermit,
a retreat from life
or can i join the dance
grow it and smile it.

I began this poem 2 monthes ago
and i still grapple with the issues
have just fled another place
a place of meditation and spirituality
where i did not feel safe
i felt fear
and so the monster showed its ugly head
and the person who needed love felt more alone

for when i feel the lack of love
i crawl into the smaller self
and the smaller self does not believe it will be loved
and puts barriers in its way

did i expose it to light
when i saw it had emerged
criticizing and complaining
i asked that it be exposed to light
for a shadow cannot be denied for it will grow
and did the light reach it
or was it just exposed
for all to see
will it dissolve

i want my light to shine through
more and more
to dissolve the fear that blinds
the devils fear
and open myself up to god
but i am not a saint,
i have that dark side
that needs light
so that it may be transformed
and wither away.

The monster is not me
it is fears and pain come to life
to grow a life where i am not afraid
and smile with joy
and the monster will become small
and furry
and benign
and eat cookies
and make others smile and laugh
and get a hug
and give a hug.

Christmas Eve

I have failed to light the candles this past month

as i wander upon uncharted territory

i carry my baggage upon my back

and emotions and feelings return

those which i though i had dropped

and left behind

and in this new land

a cloud appears upon my brain

and in my eyes and ears

i do not see or hear

but on this eve,

on this day,

i will give myself a present

i will light a candle tonight

keep on lighting them

though at times the rain inside is great

though the sky above is a bright blue

i will remember what i have written

and try once again

to live by the words of the lord

and remember the light he carried within

will visit the monuments to him

and remember the true spirit of christmas

instead of grumble about what it has become

or moan my aloneness on this day

for a candle needs to be lit.

Give Thanks Each Day

Years ago, when all hung heavily around me  I read about a simple tool and decided to try it for a while. It was to write down 10 things each day that i was thankful for.  At first it seemed next to impossible for what i saw were shortcomings and problems and i found it difficult not to criticize or add a but… At the beginning i would have to force myself and delve inside to find 10 good things. I would not know what to be thankful for and would go for the obvious, the food i ate, the bed i slept in, a sunny day, a public restroom when i desperately needed one. And i often did it without feeling, like the thanks we give to customers when we are working a cash register or when someone opens a door in front of us. At times, when i drew a blank and wrote down those things that i have been told to be thankful for i felt i was telling a lie and wondered it i were really an ungrateful soul. But i persevered and continued to write the words on paper and slowly i began to feel thankful and blessed.  

At first i would feel grateful for some of the grand experiences or things – a spectacular sunset, a majestic mountain, a gift from a friend, an unexpected chance or an answer to my prayers. And then i began to feel thankful when something appeared after an absence or a loss – a warm bed and dry socks after camping in the rain, good health after getting over a cold or a flu, trees flowering in the spring, income and a job after being unemployed and broke, a call from someone after spending too much time alone, time alone after being surrounded by people. For each of these and many more things i was grateful and recognized it – a first – but then i often became blase, took them granted and even began to grumble about the very thing i had been thankful for. And then i would forget to write down 10 things each day. But the lesson came back to me, and i would remember to give thanks each day once again. I finally learned how and it changed my vision of the world.

On those days where the light shines upon us and all those around and we float lightly upon the earth, it seems a simple task for we know there is much to be thankful for – our loved ones, be they near or far, people or pets, a kind word, a blue sky or clouds above, a good book or movie, a conversation overheard, the beauty of a street we walk down or of another’s face, a flower or a leaf on a tree, a parking spot, peace, joy - the list can be endless.  

But on those days where we “just know” that the entire world is conspiring against us, it can be tough – and it is on those very days when all we want to do is grumble that it is the most important to remember to do so – to add thanks to our grumblings. Sometimes we are forced to come up with something - anything. A simple smile from a stranger, that loved one who is presently driving us nuts, a bed to sleep in, food to eat even if it is just rice, potatoes or peanut butter sandwiched and we want for more, for that meal over at the next table. If it is pouring down rain upon us or we are shivering cold, remember the days when the sun shone endlessly and we prayed for rain or a break to the heat. If we were stuck in traffic, we can be thankful for the road, the car or transit, that we have somewhere to go.  Be thankful for that flower, even if it is but a dandelion, for the bird, even if it is a crow, seagull or pigeon, or the insects that buzz around for that is life. The sun, the moon, the stars  above, though they may be obscured, we know they are there. If nothing else seems to work, we can be thankful that we can write 10 things down, the we have a pen, pencil or keyboard,  the ability to read and write, eyes to see, fingers to use and that we are alive.

ur By thanking each day we remember to be grateful, not only on the good days, or when we get something or someone after an absence or a loss but all the time. It can show us what we truly value, and shine light on what we often overlook.  It make us feel more alive. And slowly, we may remember to pause and truly give thanks throughout the day.

For that simple tool i am thankful, for it helped teach me to be grateful and to open my eyes to the beauty of the world. Yes, there are days where i still grumble and complain, but i remember that light is there, and hopefully, i shine it through, even just a bit.

Thank You! 

And in doing so i reframed my vision and my focus.

Light a candle

How many times can the heart be broken
before it can be fixed no more?
How many times can its life be silenced
before it beats no more?
How many times can you refuse to listen
before you become permanently deaf?
How many times can you run away
before you lose your home?
How many times can you silence yourself
before you become forever mute?
How many times can you shut out life
before you are dead inside?

I will light a candle each and every day as i walk along my path
and with each candle that glows
the light will grow
Every flame no matter how small, serves to illuminate the path ahead.
I am a candle that glows in the dark,
one of many along the path
A candle the shines a light for all to see.

Extinguished Candles

Your light has gone out
and i cannot make you shine
You suck out the glow, as dim as it is.
Do you wish to extinguish it
or do you just want me to sit in the dark with you?

Candles barely lit,
a darkened sky,
a drizzly rain
so long since you’ve seen the sky
the shining sun?
Do you fear it
Do i shine too bright?
Does it threaten you?
bring a shadow to your darkness
so you can see it in the mirror.
Are you faded, a muted shade
wearing brown, like the others
who stumble around,
and in my glow
you see what you are not.

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