Find Your Very Own Voice; Sing Your Heart Song...

Grow up (Train) Beautiful, Soft, Durable & Flowering!

Although you sit in a room that is gray, 

Except for the silver 

Of the straw-paper, 

And pick 

At your pale white gown; 

Or lift one of the green beads 

Of your necklace, 

To let it fall; 

Or gaze at your green fan 

Printed with the red branches of a red willow; 

Or, with one finger, 

Move the leaf in the bowl—

The leaf that has fallen from the branches of the forsythia 

Beside you... 

What is all this? 

I know how furiously your heart is beating.

-- Wallace Stevens, “Gray Room”

Grow up Beautiful, Soft, Durable & Flowering! How do we do this, being a little “rough around the edges, but soft?” Writing gives me insight into my own processes, feelings, and experiences. It allows me to reflect on what I need and what I have to give to the world. I love Nature. Being in nature inspires and heals, and acts as a mirror for human experience. I can write and go outside, and by doing these things, I believe one becomes more compassionate. Here’s a little story relating to roughness and not.

A gathering of people were sitting at a large table. 

Sitting, is a wise woman (70+-year-old) who presents her thoughts to the group.

Next to her sits an angry-edged women. She has a sharp-tone. It seems at any moment should would erupt.

The angry-edged woman spoke loud and aggressive to the group.  

The wise woman turned, paused, then looked deeply in her eyes and nodded.

Ever-so-gently, without any judgment, she said, “Yes. I see.”

If someone is aggressive, respond with redeemable kindness. Find wisdom and courage to soften, as the wise older woman did. By doing this, softly greeting, what seems to be an angry; but really, beneath the person is hurting person; the edges dissipate.  The heart of whatever permeates actually dissipates, for the moment anyway.

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Home is where your story begins!! 

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