Peace settles around me like a blanket and I feel secure.
Love swirls around me like a hearth's glow and I feel safe.
Joy envelops me like a hug and I feel grateful.
Though the wind breaks away the brittle leaves and the ground glitters with ice, I let the swell of gratitude in my heart grow inside, and it strengthens my bond with my best self.
The leaves, crimson and sunshine, are cycling down through the crisp air and landing lightly and without a thought, and in the crisp calm clarity of the season I allow myself to let go of those things that no longer serve me.
With the support of the muted light of the sun and the hushed earth below the leaves' blanket, I release the thoughts that dampen my spirit. I gently let go of the people whose presence does not bring me comfort. I allow the hanging anxiety to disperse.
These things can be released like the dry leaves from the ever-sturdy branches that continually reach for light and warmth.
I welcome release, peace, and a safe space to enter into a season of darkness, knowing the lightness of letting go is nourishing for the positive growth of my soul.
by Emily Nielsen
2nd place winner, 2015 Idaho Writers Guild Literary Contest, Poetry
A breath like a crinkle
caught in a breeze like Winter's flirty sigh
The sky still clings to blue,
though my sweater beckons.
Leaves, extraordinary in their bleeding hues
weave concentric blankets of
yellow and ash,
warmth and shadow
around the silent trunks of trees
like so many petrified ghosts.
You shiver in my heightened senses
Your peculiar mix of
nostalgia and renewal
creeping into my collar
and nudging like a nibble
between my shoulder blades.
Warm colors in frigid light
Early morning begging
for one more hour of sleep.
Gently I greet my self, and the New Year. I ease out of the shell I’ve built around me over the last twelve months, and find that my spirit is ready to soar.
Dullness flakes away as my shine begins to emerge. In my heart, I accept and acknowledge one word – YES.
Like the dawn of a new day, my vibrant self is shrugging off the shroud of uncertainty that has crept over my bones and shaded my eyes from seeing the aliveness that burns with the creative energy within me.
The shroud is gone. The shell is broken. In front of me, the New Year. Possibility spills before me like a clear and warm stream of water. I step in, glowing.
Around me, my reflection in the water glitters softly. My soul is alight. I am not afraid.
I know the best version of myself. The world longs to feel her shine. It is time to drift away and into my glory. To know that the versions of truth I hold for myself are real, and attainable. I can see them, there in the distance. I extend my shimmering fingers and the joyful sense of my heart’s desire, recognizing itself, reaches back to me. This year, I will exist in a world that supports me and cheers me on. I am surrounded by the life force that thrives upon my brilliance.
I let myself shine.
Today I claim my fancy speak.
Today I'm dropping "I can," "I will," "I want to," "I should" ... and donning a big hat with a wide brim and a feathered flower. I'm standing tall. I'm smoothing my skirt. Today, I say
I shall be kind to others.
I shall be kind to myself.
I shall see the lightness in the day's situations.
I shall be patient.
I shall decide to shine.
I shall choose love.
"Nature does not hurry, yet everything gets accomplished."
I will not worry, hurry, hustle or rush today; instead, I will accept the peaceful order of things.
Whenever I begin to feel stressed, I will step away, unplug, and reconnect with my breath.
Trusting the process comes naturally for me, and I fully accept that the day will unfold in perfect order.
by Emily Nielsen
"I am determined to be cheerful and happy in whatever situation I may find myself. For I have learned that the greater part of our misery or unhappiness is determined not by our circumstance but by our disposition."
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