Wellsprings
As the wellsprings are tapped,
source of supply
and inspiration,
the dance continues
to unfold.
At times they soar -
lifting above it all,
the pieces slipping into place
for a magnetic flight that fills
the spirit with vibrancy and elation.
But then there is the need
to dip down into the watery depths
for more opportunity to
discover, explore and redefine
without judgment.
Mother and child, in unison, enfolding
each other in highest esteem as
they tap their inner rhythms
and unearth a genuine being.
They now deeply know
that it is good and right
to acknowledge what comes,
a dynamic spectrum from joy to sorrow,
and that they do have the power to
release that which no longer serves.
Inner wisdom that
frees them to capture the cadence,
feel the frolic,
and revel in their rhythms -
together .
Sarah Carlson
November 30, 2009
I don't remember this poem, but love it & am curious about the "trigger." I especially love the "capture the cadence" and "feel the frolic."
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I think the trigger was finally deeply realizing that whatever I feel/felt was simply that - feeling. And that all of it, everything on the spectrum of emotions - from the joy of being loved and having a family to the sorrow of loss - is totally okay to feel in those moments of our lives. Transitory, individual, necessary - a part of living.
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