“Poor me,” the voice in my head says.
“If it weren’t for this, my life would be easy.
I could be free, happy, full of energy and love.”
“Really?” I ask the voice one day.
“I mean…you’ve had this refrain for so many years…
‘Poor me, if only…’
“And yet that situation from way back when is gone,
that person dead, that job departed,
that old health condition evaporated. And still…
‘Poor me.’
“What if, instead of listening to you
and traveling down that dark road
of pity and despair,
I stop your voice altogether,
halt it,
like a great bull frozen
with little but a red cape?
“What if, instead,
I call to the Lover within.”
You, my Beloved, sent this person,
this condition,
this “tragedy.”
You, my Great Love
know what is best for me.
And since this is my experience—
this lack,
this hurt,
this bruised heart,
then this is my perfect teaching.
Only this can birth
my complete liberation.
No “poor me” at all.
Rich me.
Grateful me,
with an opportunity to rise above,
to overcome,
to transform,
to leave all self-pity
and glow with gratitude.
This view launches me into a whole new world.
I move from gazing into a chasm
to soaring beyond the Milky Way.
I leave the trudge of daily life
and flow within the eternal now.
I quit seeking perfection in these mortal palms
and become the perfect love
that lights the entire universe.
Oh wow Lesley, this has me soaring with you. I know that dark road and trudge down it too often. How wonderful to have this divine transformative gift within that lights up your divinity. Inspirational, thank you!
Chloe, I’m so happy that this gifted viewpoint from our Beloved sent you soaring. Yes, that dark road is so familiar, and yet we are blessed to see it brighten whenever we truly choose to go within. I do see you rise above it and that helps me. Every moment we choose. So grateful.
Hi Leslie,
I just want you to know, Your words never fail to make me smile. Thank you I’m always so grateful when they come through. Many blessings.
Rebecca
That makes me smile, Rebecca. I just never know what happens when I send these out. Thank you for reading and the encouragement.
Ah! Very Beautiful!
Thank you, Garry. Wonderful to see you here in cyberspace.
This is like staring into a dark abyss and seeing nothing for decades, until suddenly the glow illuminates a clearly visible way forward , up and out of the darkness, and then you realize the light is coming from within you! So inspiring to me. Thank you~
Thank you, Nancy, beautifully said. It is so true that when clarity dawns, we enter a whole new realm, much brighter and lighter, thanks to our Beloved.
Would that my ego would be stilled long enough to hear that Voice, the music of the spheres, the echos of creation, the sound of the Infinite I speaking just to me.
Bud, yes, that darn ego definitely diffuses the great Love message. Having a true Master has helped me a lot with this, but it is definitely a moment-to-moment practice. So grateful when the raucous fog clears.
I would comment on this beautiful gift, but some things are simply too big for words. Thank you, Lesley, for being such a clear and open channel for the Beloved.
So kind of you, Marian. All kudos to the Beloved. And thank you!
Excellent Lesley; Your words take me where I want to be Now. Sending you Light, calm and peace–John
So glad to hear, John. Thank you. Sending you Light, calm and peace as well.
A penetrating message for us all! I’m always in awe at your topic selections. Every one sssmmmacks me in the face and says “Listen up!” So I do, at least to my ability. I love the thought that the trait of complaining is looked in the eye and is called on its lack of sincerity and reason. “Hey, you said the same thing during the last tough time, which has now passed, and yet here you are, still at it!” You gave us a sword to cut off that whining part of us that is often the first hyena out of its cave whenever a challenge arises.
Thank you, Rudy. So true. When we’re awake we really can cut off that whining part. The hyena is a perfect metaphor. I’m happy to hear the Beloved spoke to you through this. It’s funny, since I wrote the poem, that voice has been much quieter.
Leslie, Don’t stop writing-so often your words (HIS of course) have whacked this complainer in chief-thank you
Thank you, Dale. I will keep writing as long as the Beloved sends messages through. And as for that complainer-in-chief, a good whack definitely helps keep it in line. That’s a great name for it.
So simple, well put, and to the point. Ok, so it also happens to be quite relevant to me personally! I have my momentary flashes where your higher view flashes by so thanks for encouraging it’s evolution into the mainstay of my consciousness!