Holding Life

light

Hunger pangs

Cravings

For connection

Reaching out 

To an inner light

Remembering

A heart

That beats 

Cherishing

The sacred

Essence of Self

Holding Life

In my hands

Breathing in

 Presence

Gently.

© Salem Islas-Madlo 2015

“If we don’t look at where we’re dishonest, harsh, unforgiving, disrespectful, greedy, domineering, and so on, then we cannot change that thing. If we just suppress our shadow, trying to disown it, then it exists as an unintegrated fractal of our personality. And we have no power over what we have not explored.”

– Marianne Williamson

holding life

“I’m going to tell you a secret: All things that breathe, that grow, that have a beat to their heart or flow to their cells, all things alive are connected. If you take the time to hold life, truly hold it in your hands, you can feel this connection.”

-Tyler Knott Gregson

*1st photo by Michael Luna

found on: http://journalofanobody.tumblr.com/post/66458740937

2nd photo found on buzzfeed:

http://www.buzzfeed.com/bennyjohnson/25-things-that-your-grandparents-do-better-than-you#.jmPzKa5Bg

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Missing Meraki

meraki

In my head

Words fall clumsily

Bruising the soul

Of expression

Lumps

In my throat

© Salem Islas-Madlo 2015

*photo from

 http://www.buzzfeed.com/danieldalton/ever-embasan?utm_term=.lsL4ZlpOY#.uty4b4Q99

Holding the Fear

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The weight of words

Rest heavy

On my head

But I don’t have

To be anything

except

who I AM

Because

Love

holds 

the fear

So that

can 

breathe.

© Salem Islas-Madlo 2015

Heart Whispers

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Bumble bee humming

Amidst the Forget-me-nots

My heart whispering

© Salem Islas-Madlo 2015

Lunar Eclipse and Sweet Harmony

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Excerpts from Shakespeare’s “Merchant of Venice”:

Lorenzo:
How sweet the moonlight sleeps upon this bank!
Here will we sit, and let the sounds of music
Creep in our ears: soft stillness and the night
Become the touches of sweet harmony.
Look, how the floor of heaven
Is thick inlaid with patines of bright gold:
There’s not the smallest orb that thou behold’st
But in his motion like an angel sings
Still quiring to the young-eyed cherubins;
Such harmony is in immortal souls;
But, whilst this muddy vesture of decay
Doth grossly close it in, we cannot hear it.
Come, ho! and wake Diana with a hymn:
With sweetest touches pierce your mistress’ ear,
And draw her home with music.

Jessica:
I am never merry when I hear sweet music.

Lorenzo:
The reason is, your spirits are attentive:
The man that hath no music in himself,
Nor is not mov’d with concord of sweet sounds,
Is fit for treasons, stratagems and spoils;
The motions of his spirit are dull as night,
And his affections dark as Erebus:
Let no such man be trusted… Music! hark!

Nerissa:
It is your music of the house.

Portia:
Methinks it sounds much sweeter than by day.

Nerissa:
Silence bestows that virtue on it.

Portia:
How many things by season season’d are.
To their right praise and true perfection!
Peace, ho! the moon sleeps with Endymion,
And would not be awak’d.

(Soft stillness and the night
Become the touches of sweet harmony.)

Tender Notes

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Immersing soul

Into simplicity and silence

Touching inner beauty

Called myself

Being still

Calm

© Salem Islas-Madlo 2015

Weight or Lightness?

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There is a heaviness bearing down

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Upon the tracks of my life

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Making it harder to travel by day © Salem Islas-Madlo 2014

“The heaviest of burdens crushes us, we sink beneath it, it pins us to the ground…The heaviest of burdens is therefore simultaneously an image of life’s most intense fulfillment. The heavier the burden, the closer our lives come to the earth, the more real and truthful they become. Conversely, the absolute absence of burden causes man to be lighter than air, to soar into heights, take leave of the earth and his earthly being, and become only half real, his movements as free as they are insignificant. What then shall we choose? Weight or lightness?” ― Milan Kundera, The Unbearable Lightness of Being