Today I’m over at Maria Shriver’s site, telling the story of one of my big aha moments. A big aha about teaching, about my silly ego, and about what actually helps other hearts. Check it out HERE.
Love,
Tara
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one of my aha moments…
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Hello Tara,
I’ve written several times about my own problematic relation to my body, and about the sense of soul-loss, so I very much appreciated your poem. Even more, however, I appreciate your emphasis on the sheer transformational power of poetry itself. This week I participated in a Haiku creative circle online, and realized how differently it made me feel.
We are so often entrapped not by “reality” but by nets and snares constructed only of words (or sometimes images–texts in a more academic sense) purporting to represent reality. Rationality and analysis can cut us off from abundant living and generosity toward self and others–why, any kind of “indulgence” could get us playing BIG, so let’s stay SMALL at any cost!
Poetry moves us beyond that illusion to the limitless spaces of magic where words and images are born. The Persian poet Rumi says something akin to this…
[they] saw a market and started to haggle
LOVE saw a thousand markets beyond that market.
Bless you Tara for your honesty and sharing.
Donna
The poem is absolutely beautiful and I just wanted to thank you for sharing it! Some days I don’t even notice my body until something twinges or a joint reaches its limit of motion, etc. Some days I marvel at how subtle changes have transformed me into a physical variation of my own Mother. Others I notice the scars that are still on my knees that never healed back when I was learning to ride my two wheeled bicycle. It is just the shell.
Again, thank you!
I am going through a rite of passage as I release my mother, who suddenly and so unexpectedly made her transition a year ago. Rather than being the daughter in search of her mommy’s unconditional love, warm arms, and healing touch, I must now BE the mother to my own daughters. It is her legacy of unconditional love that I am passing on to my girls. And yet, and yet, weaving in and out of my core strength is the lost, vulnerable child questioning the here and beyond, while searching for the ultimate comfort of the “all is well” that Mommy always provided.
What does all of this have to do with how I was moved by your beautiful, “The One Deep Inside Your Chest”? Just yesterday, while going through an MRI for my head, I was a bit nervous about the claustrophobic part of being closed into a big helmet, armed with ear plugs, lying on a skinny slab inside a tunnel-like contraption, for what felt like forever, with blaring noises and vibrations, etc . . . I knew I needed to breathe deeply and I knew that it was an opportunity to go inward in order to conquer my fears and delve into a deep place within – kind of like the sweat lodge my mom took me to years ago, which filled me with similar anxiety. There, within the tunnel of noise and confinement I found my own music, rhythm, and connection. I was content with myself when it was all over, but chose to walk home to catch some fresh air and a fading sunset. My aha moment came to me as I walked: MRI – My Real Identity! I am now focused on the layers of all that I am, allowing them (Me) to be revealed just as I AM! Today, your poem came to me as what felt like confirmation from the same Voice, reminding me that I went down the right tunnel and that the in and out are one and the same and that I am right where I need to be, in spite of the noise and confinement that come with life! The way in is the way out and the only way to travel from within and there is where “all is well”.
Thank you once again for your words and spirit, Tara!
So beautiful and nourishing. Poetry speaks to the heart and soul in a way that concepts can’t. Thank you for sharing this, and please share more.