Our personal history
tries to keep us on a track,
iron rails hold us to a fixed route.
When anger ignites,
one has no choice
but to follow the ancient directive:
fists clench
face burns scarlet,
revenge sparks on the tongue.
But…
What if that track isn’t so set?
What if it’s made of cooked spaghetti?
Rather than prowl
and sharpen my claws,
what if I choose to
hold steady in the Love?
What if I call on that cool Inner Power
and let it ice the wound,
wrap it in soft gauze
and massage away the bitterness?
What if I see the history of hurts,
running this show?
Simply stop the engine
climb off the train
and instead of tripping along the tracks
head into the wilderness…
To the unknown
where ponderosas smell of sweet vanilla
and squirrels chirp the truth.
I climb the highest peak
to where the air is light
and blue bonnets chime.
I twirl atop it
celebrating freedom
from all below.
What if I could even
live in this heightened paradise?
When I let the Friend burn up the tracks,
the train
and even the caboose
I love fully,
each day a new beginning
free from the past.
I needed your words so much today. Thank you!💖
Thank you, Jazzy. So happy to have your comment here.
Wonderful! So true how the history of hurts can run the show, and how through the power of inner Love we can find freedom from this. Thank you!
Thank you, Chloe, for putting that so succinctly. We are offered so much opportunity to find freedom. I’m glad you and I remind each other of this. Sending love.
This is so perfect for me today – imagine than! Thank you, Lesley. We’re so blessed.
I just love how that perfection works. Just had it happen during breakfast while reading one Joy’s poems. Thank you for reminding me to watch for that all day.
Beautiful with humanistic resonance. A piece for all of us to re read many many times.
Love you,
Thank you, Kelley. Wonderful to connect with you here! I’m so happy this resonated with you.
A perfect depiction of soul transport at its finest. From each day to every moment may we apply the wisdom that exudes from within Love’s powerful expression to fulfill our spiritual destiny. Such a wonderful stroll amidst unfoldment’s expanding allowances dearest Lesley!
Thank you, Bobby. So true! Each day, every moment, we have the opportunity to express this amazing love. What a gift in practice to fulfill our spiritual destiny. Grateful to meet travelers like you along the way. 🙂
Exactly what I have been contemplating! This expresses to my mind so much better that my self-talk, as I negotiate with it, explaining over and over how much it needs to just let go! At least it listens to you! So thank you for this generous offering to your faithful followers. Much love, m’dear.
Yes, I am quite familiar with that negotiation, Rudy. The mind is definitely listening more these days, though it can really grab on, so I claim no mastery…yet. Always movement toward the Truth, and that is what matters. Thank you for your kind and humble comment.
Ahhh….the fluid track that has no fixed boundaries or predetermined outcomes. Just a walk with the Beloved that always takes us to new heights where the air is fresh and the essence is ever near. Sounds divine! Thank you, Lesley! ❤️
Beautifully said, Jamie. No fixed boundaries or predetermined outcomes. Life becomes so rich with all that can be unveiled when we let go. Thank you!
I so loved reading this today. I am embarking in a part time teletherapy adventure. My mind is resisting the technology challenge . Your poems bring me back to center 🌹🌹
How exciting, Helen, and I’m happy that the Master spoke to you through this. Always, that Power is here when we are willing to listen. Thank you, dear friend.
Bellissimo! Thank you Lesley
Thank you, Anne. So kind of you.