Heart's Calling

I step to the edge,
looking back-
often peering through memory,
to see my groundlessness,
what was and what is yet to come-
does not always come together,
as I thought it would-
it comes often with,
a sudden shift unexpected-
yet once through its passage,
expected…
for what now comes,
to take me-
opens me to the one,
on the inside-
sometimes I hide behind,
the falling apart of it-
waiting for it all,
to pull back together-
but it never does,
it is in that instant,
I can either remain paralyzed-
or move through,
the rising dust of what remains-
let it drift from me,
moving into what-
is waiting for me,
eyes to my horizon-
that lifts light,
within me-
to the newness of me,
to the true love of me.

Author Maureen Kwiat Meshenberg ©

Me

when I pull back from me,
setting a pace of-
unsettling-
I want to reach beyond,
pass the comfort zone-
of escaping,
when I meet,
silence with openness-
and not stifle it with,
the chattering of my mind-
wasting time,
when time-
becomes the treasure,
of living-
when ordinary is the moment,
I grasp-
when living out loud is,
too heavy I retreat-
perhaps in fear or hiding,
but when I look-
at my spirit clothed,
by my human skin,
human ideologies-
layers of thoughts,
that were yesterday’s memories-
the creep across my,
rising though-
I find that I can,
squirm in this unsettling-
or rest,
with letting the silence-
of my soul,
soothe my untempered quaking-
I tremble only to see me,
waiting for as I am-
to try again and again,
steps that accept-
pause and movement,
at the same time-
loving myself through,
to the other side.

Author Maureen Kwiat Meshenberg ©

Wild Woman

Happy Mothers Day

Peace

Dissolve In The Being Who Is Everything.

~Rumi

I See You

I see you, you see me,
the gap that holds-
the differences,
of you and me-
from black to white,
a thousand grays in between-
what is seen and sought after,
often is never found-
higher ground, lower ground,
the ground is still ground-
I’ve emptied myself over,
the best and worse-
of both sides rising,
never judge a book-
by its cover,
it may not even-
be finished yet,
what is said,
may be truth-
often remains,
to be left unsaid-
I come with silence wanting,
the uniting-
of the whole instead,
the story with,
a thousand words,
with one,
all falls to dust,
become needless-
needling thoughts,
wipe clean the slate-
draw back the blinds,
let light come to dark-
and finally collide,
one with out the other-
become one for one,
for each other-
we rise and fall,
we run, we crawl-
life only lived once,
impossible to see it all-
let the gap between tighten,
the beliefs we hold loosen-
hold this often perceived,
impossible space-
in light and love,
in compassion and grace.

Author Maureen Kwiat Meshenberg © 
Artist Josephine Wall
Heart's Calling

Thoughts

Since you alone are responsible for your thoughts,
only you can change them.
You will want to change them
when you realize that each thought creates
according to its own nature...
Therefore, start now to think only those thoughts
that will bring you health and happiness.
~ Paramahansa Yogananda

Lily of the Valley

Wild Woman Sisterhood

As I experience the changing light of the season I take TIME to reflect on those things that I am grateful for. The things that I want to bless and RELEASE as well as those that I want to welcome and EMBRACE.

I give particular thanks to the COURAGE and STRENGTH that was called in me when facing difficulties in life, adversity or even danger. As I bless and reflect on these things, I appreciate their role in tempering the depth, resourcefulness and RESILIENCE of my SPIRIT. I’m still here, still standing, intact, freer and stronger than before.

The more I appreciate my strengths and who I am, the more I can appreciate others and mother earth. It always begins at home first, it begins with ME.

—Soulful Woman