Tag Archives: beauty

My Wilderness

21 Jun

we say wilderness like it’s a dirty word

as if purity is something to fear

untouched by society and progress

wild, yes, but necessary

complicated, yes, but simple

a dangerous beauty to embrace

and yet we are terrified by:

cold, heat, hunger, weakness, work

the very things that make us

fantastically alive

yet we want it easy

even when it’s poison

we don’t want to admit

our comfort is killing us

but it’s so convenient

we say, eyes glazed over

unsure of where anything originated

even ourselves

I’ll tell you:

we came out of a garden

ripe like a vegetable

covered in earth

and every emotion

ready for sustenance

drinking, eating, toiling, laughing

mourning our losses

getting up with the sun

to start all over again

but for many of us

this is only stories

images, visions, words

a longing and a loathing

fantasies of self-reliance

returning to our roots

only to find they’ve been pulled out

a herb garden on a windowsill

surrounded by plastic and steel

miles from where we came from

unsure of what it means to live anywhere

we say wilderness like it’s a pretty word

hip and nostalgic

forgetting animal instinct

the harsh reality of nature

the bloody struggle of survival

but leave me here awhile

and I’ll stay alive

by grace and my own hands

I’ll make something grow

a wild flower

inside my own wilderness

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Beyond Beautiful: A Letter To My Daughter

11 Feb

Dear Baby Girl,

I can’t wait to welcome you into the world.

You are brave to enter this place. It’s big and wide and complicated and dangerous.

But it’s beautiful too.

It’s filled with laughter and the smell of fresh-cut grass,  and light shining on ocean waves and soon, you.

Your arrival will make this place better.

You and your perfect fingers, your smile, your eyes ready to capture all the color and light, to soak it all in and fill yourself up.

You are a brand new member of the human race. But it’s not a race in the sense of a competition where you shove everyone else out of the way to get first place.

To win at life is to ravenously live every moment, no fear, no regrets, nothing holding you back.

 

Right now, as you grow within this protected, temporary home, you are pure and perfect.

And my hope for you is that you will  know that you can always stay that way.

Some people think that the excitement, wonder and awe we have when we first start out,inevitably fades.

They say loss of innocence is a right of passage into adulthood, that “real life,” filled with all its pain and disappointment will ultimately change you.

But as you grow up, do whatever  you can to keep child-likeness.

Play. Giggle. Trust. Hug. Explore. Be silly. Look for the good.

Because the world will try to steal what matters right from under you.

Before you know it heartbreak will come, and if you let it, it will lead to bitter cynicism.

But if you’re real careful not to shut yourself up to the pain, if you still see life as still good through it all, something shiny and new will come out.

Redemption.

And you’ll realize how beautiful all of this is.

Your existence.

 

Baby girl, I want you to always know you’re beautiful.

Beyond the perfect skin I know you’ll have, the gorgeous hair and eyes, the sweet personality,

I want you to recognize that beauty that comes from loving life,

From loving the whole world so deeply you just have to drink in every moment.

From a love that comes from within you and surrounds you,

From a still small voice that defines you.

I want you to know that who you are is so much more than physical beauty.

 

Beyond beautiful,  I want you to know you are brave.

There are a lot of things in life that will try to bring fear into your heart.

Fear will paralyze you, steal your joy and passion.

I want you to know, you have the strength in you to defeat every monster.

You have the light in you to shine through every dark place.

You are a fighter, and you have the kindness and wisdom to know what is worth fighting for.

 

Beyond beautiful, I want you to be your brilliant self.

Don’t ever let anyone box you in.

Don’t be afraid to question the things you are told that make you feel less than amazing.

Don’t be afraid to make up your own dance, to your own rhythm.

Think outside of what the majority is doing.

Create something extraordinary.

I know you have it in you.

 

Beyond beautiful, I want you to live a life of conviction and compassion.

To love the loveless and see the potential in every fellow human no matter how “dirty” or far gone.

To really care for the “least of these” not just as another popular cause or spiritual duty,

But with a deep, aching sense that speaking life into another soul, fighting injustice, freeing someone from bondage,

that giving a single glass of water or piece of bread away is the most important thing you can do.

 

Beyond beautiful, I want you to know Jesus, for who He really is.

Your friend, who will always be with you.

Complete love and grace.

Truth that sets you free.

The giver of all good gifts in life.

And if anyone ever tries to tell you anything different, you will know deep in your heart they are wrong.

You will know what is good and right and true because you will know Him.

And you won’t need a soapbox or pedestal because people will see your life and know what is real.

 

And beyond everything, I want you to know you are loved.

loved

So, so loved.

That love is what makes you grow, what gets you through life’s challenges, what shows you a billion possibilities.

That love will be your choice. Above being right, being smart, being cool, successful or tough.

That love will be your story.

And you story, my dear,  will be a great adventure.

I can’t wait to start at the beginning and watch as you turn the pages.

See you real soon.

Love,

Your Mother

Art Is Home

23 Jul

notes build like bricks
to create structures to be filled
with souls who find home there

words mix like swirling colors in paint cans
making drab and old weathered browns
new blush reds
and starry-eyed blues

we live inside art because we need to know
our slight hope of excruciating beauty
really means something

that this doesn’t have to fade with childhood
this belief fireflies glow because they need to
light up the black
that willow trees push their way through thick layers
because they have to see the sun

and we’ll know the best thing to fill time and rooms with
is hysterical laughter
and songs that walk through walls

we live inside creativity because
if we don’t see newness
in each morning
we cave into death

we know if we begin to think it’s all been done before
we may as well cripple our legs our gouge out our eyes

so we swing wide the front door
ignoring locks and alarms systems
we let our hearts become a canvas
and our minds a sketch pad
we allow words written across our limbs

and then we know

we live inside beauty because
we need to know beauty lives inside us

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