I stood at the back of the funeral room.
Very still.
Black dress. Black coat.
It’s cold.
Purposely alone.
Ears closed.
Not wanting to hear
the tirade of sweet lies.
The Great Death—poem
Love’s Longing: Heartache and Healing
Much of our heartache comes not from other people, but from our expectations of other people and what we feel they should bring into our lives. If our heartaches were truly caused by other people, we would have little power to heal our hurt. Healing would primarily be left to the passage of time and, even then, the big heartaches could easily be reignited. The, often unrecognised, factors which have brought about our heartache will be based on a myriad of beliefs ranging from reasonable to downright ridiculous. However, this makes no difference at all to the pain we feel because our pain is not coming from our mind but from our heart. It’s no point arguing with the heart. It doesn’t help to talk reason. The heart doesn’t even hear. It doesn’t know that language. It is instinctive – for good and bad. Whereas the mind will try and patiently think through the reasonableness of any situation, the heart is powerless to do so. The heart is all feeling and it flows from a great line of experiences and expectations, both remembered and forgotten.
Continue reading “Love’s Longing: Heartache and Healing”Can You Not Remember?—poem
When did this brutality grow?
Can you not remember?
Go back to the place where you left that man dying.
This time you must bring him back with you.
I see you in my dreams.
Your face is edged with battle.
I touch your forehead from a distant land.
Settle, settle, peace, peace.
The Great Death—poem
I stood at the back of the funeral room.
Very still.
Black dress. Black coat.
It’s cold.
Purposely alone.
Ears closed.
Not wanting to hear
the tirade of sweet lies.
The Love of Devotion: Peaceful Centre
A balanced, inner calmness radiates from a peaceful centre. It neither craves others’ approval nor rejects others’ presence. It neither pulls towards nor pushes away. It has a reverent attitude towards life and all its inhabitants. It has compassion for the inevitable weaknesses of the human condition. It has nothing to gain from others’ approval. It is not self-seeking. It is not needy, grabbing or manipulative. It embodies gracious respect for everything beautiful including other human souls. It has a lively freedom, a happy composure, a quick and engaging wit, and an intelligent, interested, and interesting mental attitude.
Continue reading “The Love of Devotion: Peaceful Centre”Dance: The Flame Ignites
I had resigned myself to the idea that dancing, for me, was going to be an unfulfilled yearning. In my mid-twenties, I told myself that I was too old for dancing and I had best transfer all such longings into a more suitable outlet. The dancing flame was buried and I took up the violin. Playing the violin was enjoyable enough but, you see, I wasn’t a musician. I was a dancer.
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Donna Goddard 