Cleanse Me of Certainty

Cleanse Me of Certainty

The river is swirling, swirling.
The banks are far from my sight.
The fast waters frighten me.
Sequana! Goddess of the River!
The rushing waters toss me about,
I am their plaything.
Without your strong hand,
the great flow takes me under,
my knowing is gone,
my long years are as nothing.

I beseech your protection.
Sequana, guide me!
Fast-Flowing One,
right the vessel of my life,
set me in the flow.
Cleanse me of certainty
and unbending destinations.
Though I cannot see my way,
I turn in trust to you.
Teach me surrender
to your swift transformations.

©Susa Silvermarie 2015

for the bronze statue of Sequana in the Museé Archeologique de Dijon, click here

 

 

 

 

 

Happy 97th to Mama

Marie Lafayette Himley Sartori, age 97
(Marie Lafayette Himley Sartori, 97)

Her Abiding Gift

Marie, beautiful baby
born ninety-seven years ago,
I welcome you again to the spinning world,
You, a many-gifted being,
I see above all as bearing
the endowment called enthusiasm.
Possessed by the gods, it means;
in theos, ‘god’ + ousía, ‘essence’.
And all these many years,
your liveliness has never faltered,
has been the bent that represents you,
the flair that signifies “Marie”.

Drama and language and music
began your path in life. Decades later,
you told me in an interview,
that in another life, you’d have been an opera diva!
Easy to see you on stage, fully present,
projecting your essence to the rafters.
But the career you chose this time around,
fortunate for me, was parenting.
You mated for life and shouldered
a thirty year vocation,
you, a single child, raising nine;
your intensity of feeling, your enthusiasm,
influencing every one of us.

Solo now seventeen years,
you continue to model enthusiasm,
that inspiration called divine.
Your zeal, tempered but present,
still sparkles in your eyes.
Your tongue has softened, but your humor
as ready and alive as ever it was.
Though memory and speech,
you have, in part, released as less needful now,
it’s still easy to kindle
your inborn eagerness, your excited interest.
Marie, Marie, come as earthling
ninety-seven years ago today,
I bow in gratitude for your abiding gift–
the fervor with which you have lived
your long long life!

The Best Seat on the Beach

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When the rains came down,
I had a front row seat.
While I watched, agog,
from under a beach palapa,
the skyboys beat their drums,
hurled their spears of light,
and the ocean roiled with joy.

The drought broke,
clouds let down
their pounding waters,
and I let loose
a laugh of giddy release.
Soon I was soaked in healing
and accepted the invitation.

The show went on and on,
and the applause! All volatile,
all dizzy with excitement.
The swimmers ran for shelter,
the sand danced with drops,
the fish leaped, the palms
bent in crazy yoga postures.

When the rains came down last night,
the pressure of heat abated,
and cords of tension snapped.
The air, the lovely air,
actually chilled. And I
was blessedly granted
the best seat on the beach.

©Susa Silvermarie 2015

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Heartfelt

As I prepare to leave this wonderful place in the Blue Ridge Mountains that has been so good to me for four and a half years, I focus on heartfelt gratitude. In The Subtle Body, Cydni Dale tells us that what we focus upon, we receive and transmit through the heart as an organ of communication. The abundance of aliveness I have received, nestled in the mountains here in Asheville, prompts me to transmit an abundance of appreciation!

Blessing from the Turk's Cap Lily

Here’s a photo from last Sunday’s climb with the Carolina Mountain Club, up to Pisgah Peak. I’m communing with the Turk’s Cap Lily that is blessing me on my way. Tomorrow I leave for Playa Samara at CostaRicaTEFL.com for a certificate course in teaching English as a foreign language. In September when I return I will move from Asheville to wherever in South America I find a position.

Cydni Dale goes on to say that the heart’s electromagnetic field is 5,000 times stronger than that of the brain, that its electrical field is 60 times greater than that of the brain, and that all information comes through the heart before the brain. As I begin my new life, my intention is to live beautifully as a lover of life, heartcentered all the way. May your own intentions unfold in grace and love.