Your extraordinary self
is already here!
No need to try
to push
to impress
to rush and
exert beyond the fray.
Your being
has always been.
No need to seek
to calculate
to struggle.
Instead, simply breathe in
the pure Love Power.
Feel that fiery, flowing
essence that you are.
Be aware that
no opinion of you
can outweigh your own.
You don’t have to write
the great American novel
cook like Julia
or play magical tunes
on the guitar.
Of course you may,
but not as a chore,
rather, as a celebration
of your overflowing abundance.
The world will ask for proof.
It will insist
that you earn this status,
that you display your gilded diploma,
golden trophy
or coveted endorsement.
But you know better.
Those accolades line the shelf
of some past life.
You have earned the right
to take a breath
to play in the fields
to dine on the fruits
of the most elaborate banquet.
Now your goal lies
not in getting but in giving,
not in doing but in being.
You hold the Earth
in your heart,
caress the moon
with your gaze
and fly straight into the sun
on a mere Tuesday dawn.
You scale the tallest peaks on Mars
and have tea with a cottontail
that afternoon.
You pet your cat,
dive into the sea
of her eyes
and swim there
until you cannot bear
any more beauty.
Then you feed her
and go to bed.
So be your great extraordinary!
Relax into the love
that you are.
Photo: Bobcat tracks near my home.
Wonderful poem Leslie. Wonderful tracks too. Would love to see a Bobcat but guess our equivalent is the Scottish Wildcat which I’m fortunate enough to see occasionally and the tracks more often. Have always loved the way tracks tell a story which you can follow and join in if you care to take the time. Its the same with your poem.
Thank you, Liz, what a poetic response. I just looked up photos of the Scottish Wildcat and am amazed at how similar it is to our bobcat. Both stunning animals, and I love your take on following tracks. I get so much joy out of the story they tell, especially in the snow when they crisscross each other and sometimes follow one another, maybe with some menace. Always fascinating, though I am just learning how to identify them.
Thank you so much, Lesley, for sharing your inspired writings. I am inspired by them and feel pulled to greater heights by them. You are a blessing.
Thank you, Barbara. I am happy that my poems inspire you! I love your email address. Bluestar has special meaning. I named my car Bluestar! Sending love to you, dear soul.
Lesley,
❤️ Great photo accompanied by a soothing poem.
Love to you
Thank you, Kelley. Great to hear from you. You have been in my heart lately, as I have been writing about my teen years and feel gratitude for our friendship then and now.
Lovely Lesley, thank you! Such a relief to know that there is nothing to strive for. ‘Your extraordinary self is already here’. Thank you!
Thank you, Chloe. Yes, you and I definitely share that overachiever tendency. And it has served us well, but thankfully we have new goals. This poem was such a relief when the Beloved brought it through. I just sat back in my chair and wept with gratitude.
The beauty of your poem brings tears to my eyes and warmth to my heart!
Thank you, Amy. Your response warms my heart. <3
Lesley: From one Aquarian to another; your words help me to stay in the Now. I can’t really express how much reading your work has given me Light and Love. John
John, Thank you for your kind response. It’s wonderful that this fellow Aquarian can help you stay in the Now. That is huge, as I too am grateful for anything in life that fosters the present moment. So happy to have met you online all those years ago and that our friendship grows on.
“Your extraordinary self is already here….” These words create vibrations that sing to ones soul, Lesley. Simple, true, and deeply touching. Thanks for sharing your many gifts.
Thank you, Gary. What a poetic response. I’m grateful that we get to appreciate each other’s poetic outflow. What a treat your poems are for me, and I’m happy this one “vibed” with you.
This is so powerful! I asked Sheila B to read it to me as my sweet four-legged companion for the last 13 years was being euthanized yesterday. It helped more than I can say. Thank you, Leslie ❤️
Wow, Stephani, what a story. I am touched that the poem was a part of that transition for you and your beautiful friend. Sending love to you in the coming times, as you both move into a new phase of life. <3
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Reading your poetry is like going to a symphony. Your words are musical and magical and bring a harmony to my heart. “No opinion of you can outweigh your own” and “…not as a chore, rather as a celebration of your overflowing abundance” — just marvelous! And scaling the peaks of Mars and having tea with a cottontail that afternoon is rather Hafiz-like! : )
On another note, I just finished reading you poetry book #2 again and was as dazzled with it as I was the first time — several readings ago. It’s a staple in my contemplations — a lovely upaya.
Rudy, thank you. Your encouragement always boosts my writer muse. I’m happy that you enjoyed this poem and that you continue to enjoy All Is Love. We are so blessed to have this Shabda flow through us and out into the world in whatever way the Beloved presents. You, my friend, are a walking example of that.
Happy New Year Leslie! Baraka Bashad. I am going to use this poetic to be the blueprint for my year ahead. 🙏🙏💖💖
Happy New Year to you, Nancy. Yes, I will do the same; such a great reminder (from the Beloved) to own our True Self.