Inspirations……..

A Poem by Jeff Foster

"You do not heal 'from' trauma.

You simply come to know yourself

as Life Itself.

And you turn towards the wounded place.

And you flush it with attention,

which is love.

And maybe the wound will always be with you.

Maybe you will always walk with the hurt.

But now, you hold it. It doesn't hold you.

You are the container, not the contained.

It doesn't control you any longer, the wound.

Because it is drenched in awareness now.

Drenched in You.

Loved by You.

Even celebrated by You.

You do not heal 'from' trauma.

You find healing 'in' the trauma.

You find yourself at trauma's sacred core.

The One who is always present.

The One who can bear

even the most intense feeling states.

And survive.

The Indestructible One.

The Infinite One.

The Powerful One.

You.

The trauma itself becomes a portal to You.

To the Safety of Yourself.

And you will cry out in joy,

and you will cry out in sadness,

and you will cry out in relief,

and you will cry out in revelation,

"'Yes I am broken,

but I am whole.'"

-Jeff Foster

In-between the sun and moon Poem by Pádraig Ó Tuama

In-between the sun and moon,
I sit and watch
and make some room
for letting light and twilight mingle,
shaping hope
and making single glances last eternity,
a little more,
extending love beyond the doors of welcoming,
while wedding all the parted people,
even sons to violent mothers,
and searching all the others finding light
where twilight lingers,
in-between the sun and moon.

Pádraig Ó Tuama