Tell me your story

So together in solitude we cry the same tears- but you think you are alone.
Together we breathe- but you think your panting is solely your own invention.
Together we fear these thoughts within, the 'what if's', the pain and the sadness- but you suppose you are the only one who got left out in the cold.
How do I tell you that I've also been hurt?
How does my story, that is so ingrained within and shapes my very being, get shared?
We think we hold the world on our shoulders and that no body will understand, so we cover up in smiles and fake niceties and speak words that mean nothing to us.
That is what is easy, that is expected and that we've become so good at. But these illusions are mere cover-ups of lives so hurt and souls so pained and I want you to tell me why you cry at night, and why you think you are the only one.
How do I open up that pit within that I've locked up so long ago? Would I even know how to begin?
These questions, these yearnings, I know you have them too, we are together in most things, yet out of fear we separate and that distance makes us harder and that distance only solidifies our loneliness.
So tell me something you have been hiding within!
Tell me your real name of the soul that dances with you in your loneliest hours.
Sit with me in pain, in sadness, in truth and in love.
Together we can learn how to be full.
Together, these pure truths will pour forth, refreshing us with healing and trust.
If only we could share a glass of warmth and caring.
If only we knew we are never alone and that these lights of other souls that float in our midsts are also desperate to be free.
If only this we knew, then together we could cry and our tears could puddle in unison.
The light of the world would refract in our tears, turning sadness into softness and fear into love.
Together we would learn to sing again and together we would be.


[ah, wouldn't this be nice].

I find that there are no real words shared any more. We gossip and talk about food and the weather, but where has that depth gone? Does anyone even know us?
I wonder why this is so and how can we change those surface connections into deeply rooted and intertwined love?

A poem for today

 

A poem for today:

The light in the air is full of body, 

pungent and reflective with shimmers of joy. 

Perhaps all is good today, in this moment of stillness and breath.

The leaves, they fly around, circling in the gentle wind.

They dance together in commotion while I gaze on in deep stillness.

It's these moments, these feelings that prompt the passionate love within to rise up and stream out of me-

radiating the delicious light that today has brought forth.

And so I smile, as sometimes I am too afraid to do.

Don't we all just crave connection?

A friendly face, a word of kindness, a glance of pure love?

I believe in these acts, they burn within as a duty to perform.

A responsibility of loving my fellow beings as myself and as the lights of G!d in which they are.

And so I open up, even though sometimes it is so hard to do,

even though sometimes everything within me holds me back.

But today, in this warm inviting light there is no hard place within. 

The softening is such blessing-

reminders always of your love to me and this journey.

And so I must go on, spreading your love and wisdom and that pureness within that spills forth so smoothly on days such as this.

[written in the shade of a tree in a moment of reflection, a few days ago]

sweethearts in the pomegranate flowers

Come to the orchard in Spring. 
There is light and wine and sweethearts in the pomegranate flowers.
If you do not come, these do not matter. If you do come, these do not matter. [rumi]

Spring time pleasures are abound! Yet, these are just devices to get us to the root of the essence and our soul obeys...we love to prance in the sunshine and drink fresh squeezed juice yet there is more for us here, more to do than delight in these natural fancies. I think we must do more work within then the sunshine will play with us always, and not just on days like today...

Bargain Issue

Country Living's May Bargain Issue hit news stands yesterday! No where in Philly was it displayed (damn city) so I have yet to see it in person. It was so much fun to work on and there are some really good and stylish bargains!!

We sure loved Target in this issue, our cover alone has Target tables, pillows and lamps. The prices are too good to beat and they are just so chic!

YOLO

"Tonight we are young, so I set the world on fire, we can burn brighter than the sun" [Fun].

Spontaneous weekend adventuring in NY. You see, you only live once, so why not get a room at the Roosevelt Hotel with friends and gallivant all around Manhattan since we can. When you let the road take you where it may it leads to much openness and love.

My did I miss that city. It calls my name and I think I want it back...