A personal note and a poem for returning to presence when clarity feels out of reach.
We are here. Here we are.
Sometimes I forget to look up, to breathe consciously, to open to the life on the inside and the outside. I’ve been setting three alarms a day to pause and come back to my wish to act from what is most awake within me.
I look into the eyes of my son’s dog, gaze into my own eyes in the mirror, or picture the eyes of a loved one looking at me—someone presently living on Earth or one still alive in my heart (like my friend Ryan, sitting on a log in the photo above). I whisper, “I am you, and you are me.”
There is a poem below. Breathe with it, if you want to.
Listen for a word or phrase that draws your attention. Tuck it into your pocket or transcribe it in a journal. See what happens next.
May you be warm and well,
Kirsten
Drench Yourself Anew
When obscurity rises, and
you cannot see where to step next,
your gaze turns ever-so-slightly outward.
Oh, how humbling it is to be human!
You tucked a wish
into the time beyond time; now
the entire surface of your
magnetic heart
is covered in paperclips.
You left breadcrumbs methodically,
vowing never to get lost again.
Can you decipher love notes
written in your own hand?
Nothing can fall out of Love.
What you fear is lost
still hovers nearby,
waiting for an opening.
Do not strain toward clarity
in this top-heavy state.
You will be carried...
past delineation, over deliberation,
into the knowing beyond knowing.
LISTEN TO THE MUSIC!
RETURN.
RE-MEMBER YOURSELF.
Let the ancient, the emergent,
permeate your porous frame.
Every moment is teeming with help;
drench yourself anew.
Listen to Kirsten read the poem here: Your Magnetic Heart.
Let’s Anchor Into Presence Together…
If you’d welcome someone to sit with you in the unknowing, I hold space in person and online.
I’m Kirsten, an artist and spiritual director. Soulspace is a spacious place to belong as you are becoming. Together, we listen deeply and make room for what is here.
