Beyond health and beauty I loved her,
And I chose to have her rather than the light,
because her radiance never ceases.
Yet all good things together came to me with her
and countless riches at her hands;
I rejoiced in them all, because Wisdom is their leader,
though I had not known that she is their mother.
Wisdom Chapter 7
Where is the place that I put my sorrow?
It no longer ebbs and flows with the moon or blood, but rises unbidden
In the early morning.
It caught me unaware as I walked out of a dream.
There it was.
A gossamer woven through my connective tissue
Holding, unyielding, unbidden, unseen until
I called upon compassion, counted the flowers of my blessings
The sorrow rose,
To be held.
Bathed in love, the threads loosen, open, dissolve
Into the one heart.
image ©2012 Occupy Your Heart
Today is a day of small acts. I’m grounding and settling myself through the domestic routines of laundry, tidying and sorting. Perhaps it is a daring, political act to value and enjoy these simple tasks. Our culture delights in creating dopamine fueled jolts of excitement, but if I don’t value the everyday, the ordinary, who will? May particles of love and blessings saturate all that I touch today.