I’ve been working with my dear dear life mentor/coach, Nancy (from the Big Fish Nation program) on understanding my reactions to transitions in my life. All sorts of transitions: moving from one season to the next, from one type of work to the next, from one way of Being to the next.
I tend to stumble over transitions as though they were emotional potholes, and I’m starting to create a smoother road for myself simply by noticing those potholes. Awareness is a powerful thing!
One of my biggest transition potholes is…ugh… MORNING. For as long as I can remember, I have been emotionally tossed around by morning transitions from the sacred comfort of Sleep to the wearying expectations of Awake.
While I know part of this is a residual effect of my ongoing struggle with depression (more on that some other time), I’m tired of morning emotional surfing. I’m ready to make friends with those Morning Transitions, as I suspect there’s some real Beauty in the confluence of emotion in the raw early morning times.
Of course then I turn to writing for my own understanding… and perhaps even yours as you hear my words in your own voice.
So…I wish you all a Good Morning in the deepest sense of the phrase, and offer you this:
Don’t push me
to feel or act or think
I’ll get there
in my own time
Soon.
Let me first
marinate
in my very own quiet
Gently caressing my thoughts
into waking
Holding
each precious beat of my heart
delicately
carefully
tentatively
until I know that today
Today
the balance will tip to the blessed side of
Full…
Enough…
Extra…
so when our paths cross
and your heart is thirsty
I simply pour us each a sparking glass of
Full…
Enough…
Extra…
and together
Together we drink the healing nectar of
Love.
So don’t push me
to feel or act or think
I’ll get there
in my own time
Soon.
Now.
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Today’s scent: Lavender 
Today’s Song: When It Don’t Come Easy (Patty Griffin)
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Clare said,
May 27, 2009 at 7:26 am
Stretch inch by inch out of the space where your body’s warmth had settled for the night… Thanks so much for sharing this, Starla. I can absolutely relate. I’m always learning to enjoy those moments between sleep and waking, when my mind comes out of dream and my eyes unstick. Many mornings I want to keep them closed and turn over, and many mornings I do, but I think I’ll remember your poem the next time. Thanks and Good Mornings to you too!
kat said,
May 27, 2009 at 8:44 am
Yet another astounding piece. What an image: to marinate in the transition, ot have acute yet calm awareness in that moment. Thanks for sharing this.
Sammy said,
May 27, 2009 at 6:28 pm
Wow bubs. Fantastic.
Nancy said,
May 27, 2009 at 7:44 pm
And of course let the first conscious act be one of gratefully placing a rose on the alter of your own heart …. while your first glance be toward that which you love.
Sacred beginnings.
Lorin Beller Blake said,
May 28, 2009 at 9:42 pm
Starla,
What a magnificent Blog entry. You put words to the transitions of the world for us when move from comfort and safe to startling and cold. Thanks for the insight and the reminder to step in the potholes and feel the water seep into my shoes….. (Should I choose!)
Cheers to choosing new ways.
Lorin
Patti said,
June 4, 2009 at 6:59 am
speechless, but not surprised…it’s just what you do.