Hold Out Your Hand by Julia Fehrenbacher

Hold Out Your Hand by Julia Fehrenbacher

Sep 15, 2023 | Mindfulness, Poetry

Let’s forget the world for a while fall back and back into the hush and holy of now are you listening? This breath invites you to write the first word of your new story your new story begins with this: You matter you are needed—empty and naked willing to say yes...
That I Stand Here Now – Jane O’Shea 

That I Stand Here Now – Jane O’Shea 

Sep 15, 2023 | Poetry, Self-Compassion

(Follow yourself home, word remedies to heal and inspire) From the time this planet began hurtling through space and the sun caught her in its orbit From the first moment when life began from nothing the smallest idea, the smallest spark the very first fragment of...
Right Here

Right Here

Jun 7, 2023 | Mindfulness, Poetry

Right Here by Dane Anthony Stop moving. Stand in one place – this place. Breathe slowly; in, then out. Repeat. Repeat again. Let your shoulders sink and relax. Unclench your jaw; slowly close your eyes. Listen for your heartbeat; really listen. Feel it pulse in your...
The Way It Is by William Stafford

The Way It Is by William Stafford

Nov 7, 2022 | Poetry

There’s a thread you follow. It goes among things that change. But it doesn’t change. People wonder about what you are pursuing. You have to explain about the thread. But it is hard for others to see. While you hold it you can’t get lost. Tragedies happen; people get...
How to be Alone by Padraig O-Tuama

How to be Alone by Padraig O-Tuama

Dec 8, 2020 | Poetry

How To Be Alone by Padraig O’Tuama It all begins with knowing nothing lasts forever. So you might as well start packing now. But, in the meantime, practice being alive. There will be a party where you’ll feel like nobody’s paying you attention. And there will be a...
Sometimes by David Whyte

Sometimes by David Whyte

Oct 18, 2020 | Blog, Inspiration, Poetry

This poem by David Whyte is an invitation to reflect into the place which troubles you with “tiny but frightening requests”.  Often these are parts of ourselves we would rather not feel, see or experience.  What are those places? What does it feel like to...