Little Moments

It is not our role in life to save those we love. It is our role to be there to support them when they are ready to rise up and save themselves.

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Artist: Bob Dilworth (painting segment) http://bobdilworth.com/

Namastè

©NicholeDonjè

The Wind

I am moved by the wind. How it recites to me in whimsy the colors of the sunset, the secrets of the trees. I often laugh as it shares the giddiness of its antics; toying with the birds pushing them back as they labor forward then toppling trash cans and blaming raccoons. There is so much to learn if one eavesdrops thoughtfully and observes her variance. It takes patience to understand her divergent ways and I embrace each distinction. It fuels me on a quiet day. It satisfies me when I am lost.

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Namastè

©NicholeDonjè

We Merge

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We all walk a path.
Eventually some merge;
those we share to grow.

Namastè

©NicholeDonjè

Life Poems 8

Buffie

She was beautiful! Her dark soulful eyes shared a tenderness that melted away any pain. Tears would be gone in seconds replaced by laughter and games of tag around the house; she was always it. We sat together at meals and often fell asleep side by side. There’s no denying she was my best friend. She’d been there since before memories took hold. Walking side by side, leaning in in that tender way friends do. I loved how warm she was, soft too. Her silky long hair would swish as she walked, the kaleidoscope of browns, whites and grays. She was old and yet full of life. But today she’s gone. Its my 8th birthday and time is quickly teaching me that pain comes with age. I’ve been lying here in the corner on her blanket by the closet, where she died in my arms, trying to hold on to her. I don’t want to celebrate today. The one wish I have is impossible.

©NicholeDonjè

Haiku Mondays

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Haiku 15
There is a fear inside.
I fight it with gratitude;
It will subside soon.

Namastè

©NicholeDonjè

Haiku Mondays

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Haiku 14

I heard the silence
call from within knowing
that, I need to be heard.

Namastè

©NicholeDonjè

 

 

Joys

Favorite Things:

Well here is my new favorite thing. My backyard in spring at sunset. In that golden hour the sun sets just outside my studio windows. Like the yellow brick road, it draws me out to sit with a drink and reminds me to take a breath and be grateful. This moment is pure joy.

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So much happens in a week its hard to keep up.

This week I am grateful for epiphanies, a great haircut and an open mind. I am grateful for not being claustrophobic and for intriguing outreaches. I am grateful for dear friends and books that excite me. I am full of joy and an aching back that gave so much satisfaction after weeding the yard and planting the beginnings of a garden. I think I never “liked” flowers because I never really had the chance to learn about them. Since buying our home I can’t wait to see the flowers grow and play a role in their cycles. I am exhausted and giddy. I drank my morning coffee in the yard over stimulating conversation. I worked with the earth. I sat and read Rumi. I reached out to friends and made a wonderful dinner. I am exhausted and I am happy.

“Let yourself be silently drawn by the pull of what you really love.” – Rumi

Namastè
Nichole Donjè

In Retrospect

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So Friday is my, get things done day. I don’t have to go into the city, which can kill a productivity day. I have a good list of to do’s and a number of wants. I’m working to challenge myself today with time management. It’s my nemesis. The lack of this skill has caused many hours of stress and anxiety over the years. Its not that I don’t get things done, I do. I’m just not efficient so its messy and often takes far longer than I think.

Along with my time goes my preclusion for distraction. I like to call it the Squirrel Factor. The joke we’ve all seen and heard where a dog is in deep focus and…BAM! A squirrel goes by and all is lost. Yes, I am saying I’m like a dog in that way. Something comes up; a text, an email, a request of some sort that has nothing to do with my focus at the moment and…BAM! I’m off and its incredibly difficult to get back on.

I’m certainly not going to fix this in a day, I accept that, but I want to be better. This is a start. I am actually writing this on Thursday for Friday. My goal is to write as many of my posts as possible at least a day ahead. It allows for consistency, planning and review. I don’t want all posts to be like this. Some need the authenticity of the moment, but not most. I hate having to rush or to push my daily envelope by posting at 11:55pm. Its stressful and messy and not who I want to be as a writer or an artist.

So far I have really served the three goals I set out to accomplish for these three months, March though May. I still have a month and a half, but I’m going strong and it feels great. Those three goals are a post a day, daily meditation and easing way back on the alcohol. Have I missed a day here and there? Sure, I’m not trying to be perfect. I am working to build consistency, trust in myself and well…to simply feel good. Its working.

Being almost half way through my goal I want to add on. This may be a bit more challenging, but a challenge is meant to be faced. I want to start creating posts ahead regularly and meditating by a certain time, lets say 11am. This is the time management thing. I figure one step at a time. I need to practice. I want to practice managing my work and trusting myself.

I’m not quite sure whats happening for me at the moment. Its a bit like a ski jump where I can’t see whats below me until I’ve already jumped (and I don’t ski). But I’m excited. For the first time in a long time I wake up every day ambitious and come home every night exhausted but grateful and happy. It’s incredibly exciting because really…this is just the beginning!

Namastè
Nichole