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My Solar Plexus

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Vortex Woman.. by Sarah Hale Folger

The vortex

That hole in the middle of my chest

Is it fire, is it water

Whirling fluid or air

A whirlpool, a whirlwind

It feels like a waterfall

Like broken glass

Shattered and falling into me

My heart is too extended

Filled with thoughts of all my children

My grandchildren

My father, my mother,

My brothers, their families

And the pain is just love

Loving too much, Feeling too much

Ah, but this helps me to know I am alive

I am here, walking through this moment

Right NOW

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I look out at the vast horizon

I am given eyes to see deep inside my heart

I’m laughing, then crying

Oh to have lived such a vast life

So many experiences, so different

A recipe from generations before me

In my blood and the marrow of my bones

All the lessons along the way I have absorbed

The ones my offspring are creating now

They are swirling in my heart and mind

Like the sea and the sky

Vast are my thoughts

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I look to the future

As I ride up in my breathe

Breathing deeply

Careful to be thankful not just for the great

But the horrible

Nothing really matters

Only right now matters

In this moment I can imagine

I can create from my intuition

The next moment will come

I want to string them together

I want to build my next step

And look forward to the one after that

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I close my eyes and I can see

A new river is flowing

I accept the things I cannot change

I turn away from where I once stood and stared

Instead I look forward and see

A rapidly forming landscape

I can feel the wonder, the magic

It awaits me as I forge forward

My strength will come

From the river that flows to and thru

My solar plexus

That complex system of radiating nerves

Racing through my mind and body

In the pit of my stomach

I have a knowing

Call it faith

My heart is my own

Left it open too long

Things flew in there

They’ve been hard to get rid of

The vortex is flushing itself clean

It’s that magical river

Turning its favor on me

Grow girl G R O W

Sooth that sympathetic nervous system

Time to do right by yourself

Oh the things yet to be done

The future is calling to me

And I answer

Here I come

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The Sarah Hale Folger Project seeks to inspire greatness in humanity by sharing inspiring stories with the world. Please contact me here on my blog or through my website at http://www.TheArtUniverse.comSarah Hale Folger is a Creative Consultant, Artist, Singer and Documentary Film maker. PLEASE make sure to subscribe to her blog today so you never miss the next thing happening in the world the way I see it! Please feel free to comment, share and please, subscribe to my blog. Thank You.

She was lost

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I was sitting right there as she hurried by

She was looking for her mother

A grown woman now

With a worried look on her face

She had the weight of the world upon her shoulders

She wanted to show her mother

All the things that she had done

But most of all she wanted time

“Look Mom” she wanted to say

“Have I done well?

I want you to see me

Do you see me?”

I shot up with a start

“Here I am, you just walked right by me.

Of course I can see you!!

Can you see me? I want you to see me!!”

But as she scanned the people nearby

She didn’t seem to recognize me

Then her eyes settled on me.

Yes, I said, I am right here! It’s me, Mom!”

For a full minute we just stared at each other

“No, you aren’t my mother.. you look like her

It’s kind of weird, in fact it’s downright disturbing

I’m looking for my mom and you aren’t her!”

“I am your mother!” I said

But these words only pierced her heart

Frustrated we parted ways

As she walked away I noticed

That parts of me were breaking off

And falling all around me

Like glass my chest shattered

And I fell into a deep trance

I was taken back to a time

When my mother was always looking for hers

I would sometimes say to her

“Mom, I’m your daughter, I’m right here.

Can we focus on me?”

Most times she couldn’t see me

In fact, I felt invisible

She was lost

Even though she’d been found

Alway’s looking for her mother

Who left her when she was a wee child

She did not have the words I needed

Her mind was otherwise engaged

The mind chatter deafening her to my calls

All my feeble attempts failed

But there were true moments of bliss

Like after I gave birth for the first time

She came to see me

When she walked into the bedroom

I thought she would scoop up my baby

But to my absolute delight

She came to me first

As I lay there sweating and exhausted

She kissed me on my forehead

She looked into my eyes

She was smiling

It was probably the most powerful moment of my life

It is a labyrinth, this life

Filled with pain and pleasure

Sorrow and joy

Captivity and freedom

But this must be pursued

One must truly desire love

In all it’s meanings

One must always chase it

It’s in nature, it’s in a word

Or a deed, an act of kindness

In a look..

But we get lost oftentimes

It’s a learned behavior…

So when you’re lost

Remember you can be found

Walk through the portal

There is light at the end of the tunnel

My hand is reaching out to you

To pull you up out of your despair

You are weary from the battle

It’s time to come home

Let’s not end up like some

Who wait a lifetime

I have carved a shortcut for you

I have swallowed the pain

I have digested it

I have been poisoned by it

But I lived through it

And now I can see

It is not about me

And it’s all about me

Every lesson from every mother

Handed down in DNA

Passed on prejudices and fears

Hopes and dashed hopes

Dreams and magic..

Remember my love

We are not like everyone else

We are super heroes

With super powers

But coming from the island

Of misfit toys

We are broken and chipped

And weird and different

But blessed with hearts and minds

To change the world

So when you come back to me I will show you

I was lost, but now I am found

I was blind, but now I see

Only in part, we none of us can fully

Until we come face to face

With the glorious creator of us all

When the fear and confusion dissipate

Now I know how the creator feels

Arms stretched out

Just waiting to be seen

Waiting for us to see

“Look at what I’ve done!

I’ve done all this for you!

Because I was lonely so I built a world

And more worlds

And everything in them

And I saved the best for last

I made you!!!

And it has been my great joy

And my hugest sorrow.

I am crippled by the want of your love

That you should see me, and know me

Come to me

You who are heavy burdened

And I will give you rest

Rest from your worries and troubles

I will pour into you so much love

That you will not be able to contain it

But I will wait..

There is a veil between us

Shifting shadows are what you see

Go dip in the muddy river

It’s time to open your eyes

This world offers much anxiety

Which causes the mind to dig holes

Black holes, we can fall into

Must be careful to grow lots of tendrils

Toward light and love

Healing comes when the search is over

Rest now, I AM here

Listen to the song in your heart

Make space to hear it

It’s a song of hope and peace

I wrote a verse in that song

Just for you

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The Sarah Hale Folger Project seeks to inspire greatness in humanity by sharing inspiring stories with the world. Please contact me here on my blog or through my website at http://www.TheArtUniverse.com

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Wake up Your Soul

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So often we only glimpse at our dreams

Like a vapor they dissipate

Giving way to the mundane tasks

And even things we love

Like chasing after a rabbit in the woods

We trip on fallen logs and roots hidden under leaves

Our hearts race after the prize

But a bell is ringing

It’s time to go home

A place where others thoughts are expressed

Our thoughts are mingled and often lost

While we entertain the thoughts of those around us

Sometimes they inspire us to go deeper or wider

Expanding our perspective

Other times we lose our trail

It is with a persistency we must stay focused

For a time and for a season

In order to accomplish our greatest soulwork

Our creations that come from our depths

So burn the midnight oil

Or wake up before dawn when no others will distract you

And wake up your soul

The work has yet to be done that you wish to leave behind

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Fragile, Handle with Care

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“Mine Eyes Have Seen” by Sarah Hale Folger

Waking up in a sweat

Her heart racing, the pulsing of blood running though her veins

She hears a train in her head

Taking in her surroundings she assesses

She is in a safe place, no reason to fear

Barefoot she walks to the window and climbs out on the ledge

Breathing deeply she watches the birds busy at work

The sun is rising and she drinks in the colors

The power of the early morning in nature

It is her medicine, only nature truly heals

So many years have passed since she lived in horror

Surviving and hiding and keeping secrets

She ought not to have done so, but she was just a kid

She wonders what it would have been like to always feel safe

Without a care in the world to go after ones dreams

Backed by family, friends and trustworthy people

How many years has she spent trying to forget

Hiding the pain and the shame and the guilt

Others had had their way, but not entirely

She became a warrior at such a tender age

A fighter, one who sees in the darkness

As though it were light outside

Just as the owl does

Silent in flight

Seeing the vermin crawling on the ground

A parallel universe existing in real time

Unable to focus, she used to detach and float away

Her imagination so vivid and real

Creating a place to run and hide within her mind

Sometimes up a tree

She learned she could escape from her anxiety

By creating her art and teaching others how

Who could she trust

Why couldn’t she speak about these things

The power was not within her at the time

She longed to feel loved and safe so much

It sometimes felt as though she was having a heart attack

Her mind was trapped in a prison

Until one day, many moons later

She came upon a child in the woods

The child was crumpled by a tree, sobbing and consumed

She leaned down beside her and gently spoke

“Little girl, why are you crying?”

And when the child slowly turned her tear stained face to look

Their eyes met and they both inhaled in wonder

Time stood still as the universe swirled around them

Embracing them in a warm breeze

And the scent of spring flowers

The woman reached out her hand and the girl reached back

Standing face to face the woman through tears of her own

Smiling wide she told the girl

“I have found you, you are no longer lost.

I will never let go of you again.

I will protect you, and teach you, and keep you safe.”

Together they walked hand in hand smiling

Their hearts felt light and clean

Their minds rapidly untangling

The woman hugged the child and she melted into her

Because she was her

The woman was healing her inner child

The age of pain and suffering was passing

Ushering into real time was peace and power

And a voice inside her head told her

“I will rise you up above the ashes of your pain.

You have grown wise, your will to survive

will now turn to thriving.”

For all of those who have felt the pain

Who have faced evil and prevailed

May the light of love and God shine in your hearts

There is a river whose maker is God

Go there and bath in the healing waters

For their is much evil in this world

It exists in the minds and hearts of men

Who have lost their souls

For the want of lust and power

They seek the innocent to steal its very essence

They may have stolen yours too

But you can find it in the river of life

Wash away the filth and come out clean

You are worthy to receive the gift of love

Of peace and of power over your own destiny

This life is yours

Let go of it all and reach for what you want

Let it be with a pure heart that you seek it

Not from anger and pain

You will get what you give

Don’t accept any offerings that pollute your peace

Instead, create your own path

And make it beautiful and powerful

You will inspire hope and joy

Healing, and peace if you can do this

And you can…

“I think I can,

I think I can,

I think I can…

I knew I could,

I knew I could,

I knew I could.”

I know YOU CAN

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The Sarah Hale Folger Project seeks to inspire greatness in humanity by sharing inspiring stories with the world. Please contact me here on my blog or through my website at http://www.TheArtUniverse.com

Sarah Hale Folger is a Creative Consultant, Artist, Singer and Documentary Film maker. PLEASE make sure to subscribe to her blog today so you never miss the next thing happening in the world the way I see it! Please feel free to comment, share and please, subscribe to my blog. Thank You.

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Setting Sail!

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Freedom comes when the search is over…

Its been such a long time

So caught up was I in seeking the feeling of home

It’s been a labryinth trying to get to you

Across the universe inside my head

Ruminating, contemplations that led nowhere

Was all the trouble worth it

The mental dissection of potential outcomes

Scenarios without tangibles

Imaginations, dreams and nightmares

The struggle was real

The truth is as I navigate through this tunnel

And finaly reach my destination

A new set of mazes will appear

It is clear to me why

I cannot settle to rest while the world awaits

So much of me yet to discover

So much time has passed

I add newness whenever I can

I crave to get lost in my imagination

To come up with something that will inspire me

It will be the next chapter of my life

Change is good

It stretches the mind and expands your view

It fights against stagnation

Oh the things that have yet to be

With those I love and with new ones yet to come

A fresh start, a new beginning

Pull up the sail, the wind is blowing

The rudder is set

The navigation is precise

The destination is chosen

Imagine, just imagine

And embrace the possibilities

They are endless in this life

Take the leap of faith

Whatever it takes

Go get your life

That’s what I am about to do!

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Reign Over Fear

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My eyes fly open

I hear thunder rumbling

The curtains are blowing wildly in

I slip out the back door and I see

People are running

Some are bent over gasping

Tearful eyes meet mine and abruptly turn away

My heart feels strange

My mind opens wide

It’s too much

An energy source that is made of fear

I close my eyes and lift my hands to the sky

Words slip from my mumbling mouth

They flow so fast and come from the deep

My soul knows the way my mind can’t see

I set me feet to walking

I must seek refuge with the ancient trees

They are strong and their roots grow deep

They interconnect as they speak to eachother

It is here that I quiet my mind

In the presence of such greatness

Here is where the universe resides

We humans always mess it up

We fight, we train our minds for division

These trees support eachother

Through all the storms they stand tall

I rest under the boughs of a magificent Bowthorpe oak 

I will stay here for a while

There are lessons to be learned

I stare at the fires in the distant

I can feel my chest pounding

So I slow myself down

This anxiety will submit to my will

I will release it and be made strong

How did this all begin

It began with mans desire for power

It was fueled by propaganda

Without knowing the source of truth

Many claimed they were connected to the source

None of them agreed

So we were left to be tossed to and fro

Confusion leading to addiction and fear

Fighting and separation of loved ones and friends

I watched as this was coming

If you want to bring a nation down

You divide and conquer

Break the bonds that were once strong

Separate close families

Isolate and infuse with daily does of fear

Predictions of gloom and doom

We’ve lost ourselves

Our confidence has slipped

People freely spew their rage on social sites

Water seeking it’s own level

Why is noone questioning their own thoughts

Comply, agree or you are my enemy

Doesn’t seem like freedom

Seems like minds are poisoned

Since when did we hate our freinds for not agreeing

Since when did we cut ourselves off from family

Choosing sides, what sides

We are not like these trees

They interconnect their roots for life

They feed eachother

When a storm comes and a branch falls

Other trees nurture the wounded one

They represent unity

Not like us

We fight and disagree and throw poisonous darts

My mind is weary from the words and deeds

Evil has truly gripped mankind

But I know there is more good than evil

So I close my eyes and cleanse my mind

Every hurtful thing in me I let go of

Breathing slowing, stilling my mind

I bring every thought to the front

And I check them for darkness

I will expose my own thoughts to the light

For everyone who has hurt me

I forgive, I let the memory of it evaporate

I rise my mind higher as I cut off the pain

The offenses of others will not tether me to the ground

I was meant for something higher

As the wind circles around me it grows in intensity

I grip the roots of the tree and open my eyes to see

The trees are dancing wildly in the wind

I see an opening in a tree

It is a door I enter and find shelter

It is here I can feel the power of this tree

Power to stand against the storm

I lean my body against the trunk and feel it

I watch mankind rush through my mind

The haters, the abusers, the jealous

They are drinking from the cup that promises power

Souls are emptying into the void

They are filling with the thoughts that will own them

They are losing their souls and stealing the lives of the innocent

The illusion of separation is melting in me

I am coming home, breathing in the true power

I will believe now that their is hope yet

Even though I see fear has us in it’s grip

I believe in hope not naivity

So pour into me oh God of the universe

Maker of mankind and all that is

You are who I seek

The true power comes from you

It has love and peace as it’s source

I bring all that I know before this infinite source

For me and my household

I will guard in this secret place

Rain down on me oh Sacred Source

I give my mind to you and my heart

Speak to me and set me free

Separate me and bring me others

Others who seek this true power of love

Let truth be felt and not spoken

Let it guide me daily

Moment by moment

I’ve come so far, I know where to run

I am gifted with sight

My eyes only want to see you

Guide me out of this storm

Nurture and protect me

So that I may be the source for those I love

For all that you draw to yourself

Infinite promises you have made known

Speak to me all day long

Speak to me when I sleep

Let my brokeness allow me to hear you

And lead us all out of fear and into peace

Let your protection reign over us

My eyes will look for you in everything

I give myself entirely to you

Bring true power

To heal, to mend, to begin again

Come quickly, so much damage is being done

Only you can save us now

And you will

You will protect our minds and hearts

For all those who want peace

Run to the trees

Learn the lessons they teach

We are not alone, we have teachers all around us

I breath in the presence of the source of LOVE

I will not succomb to this evil and fear

I am cleansed now from all the pain

I am open to be guided by an unseen force

My cup is filling with peace and love

I thank the trees as I crawl out and stand up

I will walk back into this world

Not alone, never alone

I will reign over fear

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Words & Deeds

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They are like a stream that flows

One plus one equals two

Words add up when they are so many

Without thought we plunge into them

Struck by a feeling

We must respond

But instead we so often react

No thought before the river flows

Words build and tear down

They change the landscape

Relationships built and destroyed by them

Calculated and spontaneous

Struck by a feeling

Caused by a word or deed

Deeds are fruits of the mind

They can occur without spoken words

Sometimes they build

Sometimes they tear down

Sticks and stones

May break my bones

But words & deeds

May kill my soul

Or save my life

There is a discovery that must be sought

To realize a truth

It is my truth, it is yours

Wake up, Get up

Follow me as I turn and walk

Out the door, through the woods

On a path, steadily forging forward

Follow me please keep up

Don’t linger, it’s too important

Look up, we are climbing that moutain

Follow me, no more excuses

No more complaining

I don’t want to hear

You’ll wish you never spoke those words

When you see and know

You are tired and weak

It is from your words and deeds

And from others

It is from your thoughts

Still your mind with the rythym

Of your steps

Keep in step with me

You will have the power to keep up

Believe me, you must

I walk and climb

You walk and climb

The energy rises with the climb

Cause now you know

There will be a sight to see

Whats up there

Where am I taking you

Keep climbing, don’t stop to rest

There is no time to rest

Your life depends on this

Seeing what I am about to show you

Anticipation is building in you

Hope is rising in me

You are keeping up

Now it is the climb

It is steep and we are grabbing branches

Pulling ourselves up the steep rocks

Now fingers gripping the stone

You stopped, your chest is heaving

Tears are running down your face

Our eyes meet, I am high above you now

I read your thoughts

You are overwhelmed and you stop

Fear has gripped you

You feel paralyzed

Afraid of falling you lay your body

On the rock

You close your eyes

No words please

Just breath

Slow it down and wait a minute

There is a stirring and a clicking sound

You open your eyes to see a gazelle

Quickly she is coming up the mountain

She jumps and jumps

Up and up till she is by your side

You stare at her and she stares at you

Her nostrils pressing out her breathe

She nudges you and then takes off

You are infused by power

You watch her fly up the moutains rock

Your energy surges and you plunge higher

You grab and pull yourself up

Your breath is labored

I continue higher, you follow

Now I have rounded the top

You have only a few more feet

You stop and wait for the last step

Your eyes are wild with fear

You ask me why I brought you here

What will I see

I reach down, my hand reaches for yours

NO tell me you say, I must know

You will see the truth about all of us

You will find yourself

You will know

What your words have built

You will change

Now take my hand

Our hands grip

I yank you up to your feet

You hug me so tight and close your eyes

We wait until you are ready

Letting go you open your eyes

You see me staring at the view with tears

Sobbing and kneeling

It is too much to bear

So much beauty

So much destruction

You are staring at me

I turn to look at you

Our eyes meet

You are afraid to look

So I close my eyes and turn away

Slowly you turn

We are standing at the top

A 360 view awaits you

At first you can’t see clearly

Your eyes are searching

You are reading the view like a book

The view can be cloudly from up here

But while you wait it will clear

It is God’s way of revealing

Slowly as not to overwhelm

Truth is a powerful thing

So few find it

It is power and life to those who do

You are supposed to be one of those

Who see clearly

I am slowly turning and stopping and kneeling

My tears won’t stop

Because I see much more than you

I climb this moutain

Whenever I forget what I once knew

And when I see again

I am gripped by sorrow

Why did I waste any time

When I know better

Words are pouring out my mouth

They make no sense to you

I am not talking to you

I am no longer aware you are with me

I stand and kneel

I sing out

Sound is pouring out of me that stirs you

Deep inside your mind is breaking

Darkness and clouds are dispersing

A great light is piercing through the cracks

You wince at the sight

It is painful and sharp

My pain eases as I see you kneel

I watch as tears pour down your face

I know you are waking up

You are beginning to see

You walk to the precipices edge

The winds are swirling around you

You look like you are dancing

But you are just letting the spiral

Of wind take you

You laugh and cry

You are still and you slowly turn

It takes all day to see the 360 view

I am completely at peace

Truth hurts, but its better than staying blind

Blind to what we build when we speak

Blind to what breaks when we act

Up here it is so obvious

How we are all connected

We cannot escape what others build

By their words and deeds

And we cannot escape knowing we

Let ourselves fall into the trap

Once you go tit for tat

You’ve lost your stance

The power of sight

Gifted to seekers

To build with our words

Is to be a guide

And we are guides

We must not forget

What we’ve seen here today

It is better to be still with our tongues

It is better to let things pass

When someone tries to grip you in their hell

They let their words flow

They try to rope you in

But now you know

That is only them opening the door

They want you in with them

In their hell, so they won’t be alone

Don’t go there

Offer them a way out

Let your silence and forgiveness come

To them and to you

Words are paint

The next moment is your canvas

Make it a beautiful composition

Because now you know it

We build with our words

Our reality

It’s now a war for the minds

Turn off the noise

Listen with the future in mind

Don’t let anyone else define yours

Be a leader of peace

Strength to stand against the odds

You wouldn’t strap a dead body on your back

And walk around like that

You wouldn’t lay down with that death

Before you speak, think

What am I building

What am I tearing down

How am I connecting

Don’t let anyone take up residence in your mind

That speaks death to you

Instead, have the power to let it go

Like duck feathers

Their words run off

You will not absorb them

But you will remember what you saw

From high above, the truth

So many people prisoners

Of their own thoughts

Their words reflect the reality of their minds

Their minds are trash heaps

Of others deposits and their own

They got buried under the weight of it

But each of us must choose

We are what we think

We speak what we believe

Now that you understand

You know where to run and go

When it gets too much and you get caught

In a web of others kingdoms

There is darkness and light

People confuse them all the time

In an effort to guide others

Many words are spoken, spun and spewed

When you hear shouting and vile words

When you see fingers pointing

When aggression becomes the norm

Be still and wait

Remember what you know

Let your words be few

Navigate through the mire

Be the light for others

Most of all build your kingdom

Build it strong and safe

For your tribe, build

Tear down the brush and clear out the cobwebs

Build and plant

Grow and expand

For life is short and you must leave

Build for your children and grandchildren

Inspire hope

Steer clear of the hot mess

There is a pathway for this

Find it

Live on it

There is great peace and joy

When you grow in it

It is not dependent on others

Words and deeds

Kingdoms building

Build yours like a strong tower

Be a beacon of light to your tribe

Stay awake

This is L O V E

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My Interview With Barry Goudreau

It was my honor to interview Barry Goudreau a lifelong guitarist formerly with the band Boston, His Solo Album, With Orion The Hunter, With RTZ, With Brad Delp, With Ernie and the Automatics, And currently With Barry Goudreau’s Engine Room was interviewed at The Kilburn Mill in New Bedford, MA. Hear some of Barry’s incredible stories in show business and learn about his upcoming CD release party June 5th at the Kilburn Mill in New Bedford. The interview ends on a spectacular note!!

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Barry & Connie Goudreau… A real night of inspiration in a time when we all need it the most.

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Harness The Heart Break

For all the times I felt the pain

To love is a mysterious thing

Love comes in so many forms

As a child your want of love

It blinds you to anything else

Do you see me, do you hear me

That’s the stumbling in the dark

From child to teen, to adult

As we age, as we develop

We grow to understand the power

Love is the fuel, the lack of it is the fire

A burning, searing, stripping of the soul

Seeking without finding

And when it is there, it can be missed

We cannot go back in time

Cannot capture what is now a vapor

Memories are all that are left

But forgiveness is the key

It opens the mind to see

All the good that was present

Where once only pain was felt

Look the pain of rejection in the face

And see from someone elses eyes

Everyones struggling to have

Their needs met, do you see them

Can you walk in anothers shoes

Does not excuse the bad behavior

But in order for the pain to ease

One must let go of the heart break

One must embrace the here and now

Yesterday is gone

We can’t have what did not exist

But we can embrace our own hearts

We can recognize that we have the power

To heal our past pain, embracing the lessons

Building on whats learned and reaching higher

We can love our tribes with more power

We who do not take love for granted

Who were once invisible and blinded

We can not be afraid

What once was broken can be mended

Sewn by a three cord strand

Fused together

Love, Hope, Peace

A recipe for joy

So embrace all the broken pieces

Do not be ashamed of your brokeness

Neither let it define you

But let it serve as a teacher

May your heart no longer break

May it be released to love more

Let the streams of life flow

Heal, inspire, give, receive

It’s time to come into the fullness

Of your potential

Let it flow, sometimes with hot tears

Let it go and reach for the universe

Only time will tell your story

You have to write it

No regrets, no excuses

There is love enough for us all

But you must love yourself first

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Let it fall

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We dodge and weave

Through the torrent of the storm

Running from fear

Buzy so as not to disappear

But if we take a moment

If we slow down our pace

We will become greater than our instincts

We will guide our minds

We will understand

The only way out is through

We are in this together

The losses, the heartbreaks

We watch as some become savage

We watch as others fade away

Darkness can be consuming

It is for this reason

We must defy timidity

And come face to face with reality

Things are not the same

They have been permanently altered

The cause of this, however sinister

It shall not be in my thoughts now

But rather, as I watch the world crash

My focus is finding moments

Of pure joy in nature and

In those I love

To see the world with a higher lens

Not as those who dwell upon the ground

But high above it all

A sunrise greets me to fill me with hope

After the darkness

Always comes the light

So I embrace the gift of color and light

I breathe in and expand my heart

The day will bring enough trouble

I will guard my mind

Protect it like a lioness

It must be a safe place

The media, the words, the videos

Too much for us lovers of peace

But we must press on

It’s always darkest before dawn

Embrace hope, it can still be found

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Goodbye Mom

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She was orphaned at five when her mother died

Her dad still lived but he was out of the picture

He was a train engineer, always away

Maybe that’s why the sound of a train gives me a rush

She lived in houses with other people

Not ever a home to her

Except for the Goodson’s who took her in

For a while she lived on a farm

She had a horse she could ride

She never wanted to leave there

But she had to

She was born with 4 older brothers

One by one she lost them

She bore 4 sons then had me

She graduated high school in 3 years

To get out of the hell house she lived in

She went to college and met her man

He fell head over heels in love with her

Her beauty and the way she saw the world

So unlike anything he had ever known

From different sides of the tracks they were

He became a bomber pilot

She gave him 5 children in 7 years

She never really fit in

She was an enigma, filled with a wild view

She rescued Irish setters

She allowed any and every exotic animal

To be rescued by the rest of us

From owls and hawks

Snakes and an alligator

Repiles, amphibians, mammals

Bottle feeding raccoons and squirrels, skunks

Chimpanzees and other monkeys

And whatever came our way

We were the Folger Family

Iconic in Cincinnati back in those days

She stood in picketing lines

Against animal testing

I was pulled from my class to assist

In rescuing some poor Irish Setter

From an abusive home

My favorite story was the day

I was walking home from school

And a crowd of kids were throwing rocks

At an apartment building

I yelled to them to stop

So they turned on me with the rocks flying

I was just as tempermental as mom

I ran home while they laughed at me

I broke through the door yelling

“MOOSE!!! ERIN!! BESSIE!!!!!!!”

Those were the three most terrifying dogs we had

A Weimaraner, an Irish Setter and a German Shepherd

I leashed them up and ran up the street

That crowd of kids ran in fear

Into the lobby of the building

Locked in a small space

They were trapped and I yelled at them

“You come out of there or we are coming in!!!!”

The dogs were right on cue

Sensing my rage they growled and barked

And bore their terrible teeth

And leapt at the leash

Displaying a terrifying scene

The boys and girls- teenagers

Came creeping out

Hugging eachother and crying and begging

It was then I heard the sound

Like a river of slashing barks

Here she came, around the corner

My mom, with 7 more dogs

It was so funny I almost fell over laughing

But for the seriousness of the situation

Which demanded my rage to display

She looked like she was plowing a field

Leaning so far back so as not to fall forward

The pulling of 7 Irish Setters

Well, I was never more proud of her

So before hell was let loose

I told those kids to leave and never come back

I said, “If I ever see you again

There will be no leashes!!!!”

To this they all ran screaming

And crying up Madison Lane

Mom and I retreated home

No words needed to be spoken

The men were not there

We took care of it

God I love that memory

There were so many stories

Too many to tell today

On this day, the time has come

For all the years we missed

I wish it were not so

For all the times we did not see eye to eye

I wish it were not so

I wish you knew my kids

I wish you could know my grandchildren

I spent so many years wishing and praying

But I am glad for how we found eachother again

After Barney left us

We had time to spend

Even at a distance

It was better knowing you were there

It has been a long journey

It was not fair what you went through

A child should never have to suffer as you did

But it will be your laugh I remember

Those times at a holiday

When people of all existences were given a seat

Your table was extended to all those

Wandering souls…

You understood them, welcomed them home

There is never enough time to find yourself

Never enough time to mend the wounds

Never enough time to heal completely

And then you were taken bit by bit

That horrible disease took you step by step

I remember the last time I saw you in Key West

We talked for a long time by the sea

You said the most healing thing to me

“I really wish I had known you before”

Of course by then you forgot I was your daughter

But I told you the same- I wish the same

But we have eachother now….

Time, distance, enemies of the soul…

But your hero never left your side

He stood with and beside you all the days

Of your over 66 years together

He told you when it was time to leave

You were waiting to hear this I know

For who knows how to say goodbye

Goodbye now Mom

You left us a little while ago

But today, you are laid to rest

You will be with Barney now

Your amazingly crazy, hilarious

Adventurous, beautiful son

My Irish Twin

And your mother and father

Your brothers and so many more

I cannot be there today, to say goodbye

To stand with your man

To hold his hand as I would do

Because that is just the times we live in

No visit to say goodbye

No holding your hand

No telling you what I needed to say

But you know now don’t you

Once you saw through a foggy lens

Now you see with clarity

That I was here all the time

Loving you and wanting you

And I am so grateful you kept insisting

One more child

Till you had a girl, that was me

I know I was not what you thought I would be

But in the end

I love you, always did, always will

You did it

You made a family

A legacy to be proud of

From Ted to Mike to Jeremy To Barney

And to me… we are your legacy

We will always carry you with us through our children

And our grandchildren

Your gift of sight to believe in mysterious things

You never got to take a dancing class

Or painting or singing or anything else

But you gave it all to me

I will now try even harder to give this

To myself and my own

But so much more

To any and every foster child

Or kid who never was given the chance

You should have been a great talent

Your songs and dances should have happened

But in private you were a writer..

So I will remember this last thing..

One time as a teenager I asked you

“What do you think I will be when I grow up?”

Without hesitation you said

“A writer”

I had never done that… but everyday you did

You wrote and wrote

When I started this blog it was because of you

I am no writer

I do not know how to do it right

But I will write and I will make sure

That others like you

Will get the chance while they are still young

To express themselves creatively

To have a shot at finding their voice and

Healing their wounds

But I will need something from you to do this

Infuse me with your ideas

Inspire me in the sunrises and sunsets

And let’s do it together

You in your newfound freedom of eternity

And me trapped in this world

Show me the path and I will walk in it

Okay

Today Dad will be by your side

As they lay you to rest..

I am there in spirit

I know you are already gone

But I miss everyone so terribly

The sharp pain will ease

Time heals

But you, for all we went through together and apart

I will look for you in nature

That is where you saw the universe

And so do I

You know why

Against all odds

I am your daughter

I will always carry you with me

When the sunsets tonight

I will see you waving goodbye

And when it rises tomorrow I will hear you

In my heart whispering

Be who you were born to be

And I will

I promise to do my best

Bye for now Mom

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Climb A Tree

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When I was just a kid

I would climb the pine tree in the front yard

There was a place

Where three branches came together

Two and a half stories high

I would slide my body

Into the branches embrace

And sway with the wind

Rocking me to calm

Like a grandmother

So non-judgemental

Always there taking a beating

As winters came and went

Branches broke below

I don’t know why this tree

Likely because it’s branch grew over

The roof outside their bedroom window

What a thing to do

So exhilarating to climb out their window

Shimmy down the roof

To hop onto the branch

And up and away I would climb

To my throne of imagination

I would close my eyes to see

What it felt like to sway and listen

I wish I could go back there

But the tree is no longer there

It is no longer my families home

And decades have come and gone

But I can still close my eyes

And feel the swaying

The slow rhythmical backward and forward

Side to side movement

Like a rocking chair, only better

I guess my love of trees came from an acting class

Mom put me in an acting class as a little kid

The teacher said to stand up

Close your eyes

And pretend you are a tree

I stood there with my arms outstretched

Swaying ever so gently

I imagined what a tree felt like

Did it think about the birds

The squirrels and raccoons

Who lived in its branches

I got so lost in thought

I forgot I was in a room

Filled with other kids

Finally I opened my eyes

And I was the only one still standing

How long had I swayed

Standing there being a tree

The giggles of the other children

Assured me I was weird

But the lesson of becoming a tree

Has never left me

They have been my constant friends

From then till now

So majestic, so embracing

So defiant of the storms

As they stand there

And hold up under

The weight of weather

The freezing cold

The snow, the ice

The wind, the rain

They stand tall

Until their time has come

The wisdom gained

From friendship with a tree

Is well worth the climb

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- Climb A Tree
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