Deborah McNamara posted: " A poem on moving through challenges, making an offering of things both dark and light while reviving new horizons of possibility. (Photo: JPlenio, Pixabay) When a lantern is needed, make a practice:refill the brightness,find the guiding s" Deb McNamara
A poem on moving through challenges, making an offering of things both dark and light while reviving new horizons of possibility.
When a lantern is needed, make a practice: refill the brightness, find the guiding star my heart, feel what needs feeling flowing through like strokes in water find freedom in movement again even in what is thick like slog.
Just like the Celtic ancestors, drop the chalice into the peat the ancient bog: let each challenge be an offering to the gods not hidden, buried rather consumed like fire — fodder for new discovery. The sacred is here, too deep in the dark hallows and holy words related like cousins rejoining after all these years.
Forgive the unholy indifferent etchings, real too but washed now in the flurry, washed in the runoff of all that needs to pass this way.
It is time now to revive, dive deep find the new dwellings, a doorway to true connection: the horizon of possibilities lifted and looming large.
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