Rushing to Red Lights

Never stop looking at the beauty in ordinary places! How often do you allow yourself to really look at the divine in the world around you? Take some time to connect with your soul, with your loved ones, with the trees and water.
Poetry helps us find our place in the world. It lives in our bodies and desires to be expressed. We are all poets once we learn the diverse ways in which we can express ourselves. Today more than ever I believe we need to find our creative outlets to deal with feelings of isolation, disconnection, and rising fears of unrest in our world.
This morning, I had to take a little time for self-reflection. This morning my heart was too heavy to hold back my tears. I knew my heart needed grace and balancing in a time that felt overly troublesome. There are times when the information coming in from every place outside my head feels unsafe as a response to social media, TV, the continual stream of angry sad hurting people pointing fingers with no grace in their hearts.