Posts Tagged ‘New Beginnings’



It all started when I went to bed last night — a bit of an internal chagrin that I no longer seem to get emails from “this week’s powerful question”.  These are one-liner questions that are often so striking they operate like little internal alarm clocks.  They remove any blinders that we may have unwittingly donned, and expand our perspective with fresh, new eyes.

So then I woke up this morning with a song in my head: “What if God were one of us…?”  Do you ever have that happen, lyrics to a song seem to just randomly pop into you head? 

I began to play with the lyrics, and came up with:

What if


In All of Us?

What if, indeed? 

Of course, I could get all up in my righteous head: so and so did this, said this.  They never, they always.  They’re wrong, I’m right.  Yet this little question lifts the veil of separation I feel with “others”, when I am judging my experience of them.

Ah, the precious little confining boxes of life that pit me against another.  Why go there?  Feels so expansive, so wide open, to just simply stop the inner commentary and gently ask:

What if


In All of Us?

A question that can’t be answered at the level of the mind, can it?  The answer lies in living within the question.  Sweet paradox! 

It’s the invisible gift of starting over, a clean slate, a new beginning …

But wait …! 

It’s this week’s powerful question that inadvertently floated into my early morning consciousness with a song! 

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In an email exchange today, my friend Luana, spoke of Joel Goldsmith’s teachings:

“He teaches that we’re a clean slate upon waking, so every day really is a new beginning.”

Then I found a quote by George Washington Carver that spoke, in part, about how “God draws aside the curtain.”

Together, they both inspired me to see each new day as just that – a day where God draws aside the curtain to a clean, fresh day.  Not just another day to get by or push through – a day to be the living, breathing, conscious verb of glorifying all that has been given to me in this new day.

I could spend my day with my history and my pain and my failures.  I could also live the day as a blessing waiting to be unwrapped by my eyes and my grateful heart.  Given the choice to drown in a sea of pain or float effortlessly on a sea of bliss — hmmm, which shall I choose?  It’s a no brainer, right?  But ah, that history can be seductive!

And yet, each day, patiently and silently God draws aside the curtain.  I awake, I peek around that curtain with all the innocence and curiosity of a newborn, because that’s what the newness of this day and this opportunity really represents.


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“What is ending?”*

This morning, still half-asleep, I opened an email containing this question.  Instantly, my eyes opened wider.  It’s one of those questions that certainly gave me pause to ponder – what is ending?

Just about everything:

this moment
this breath
that stroke of the keyboard
a sip of coffee
a thought about what to write next

If everything is an ending, then everything is also a new beginning:

fresh with new breath
fingers weaving new tapestries of words

another moment to punctuate with truth or untruth
and then to let it all go again

Am I here in the new beginning?  Or, have I glanced backwards or forwards into the mental quicksand of what was or what might be?

Alone with this body breath, here and now, it’s impossible to be either lonely or afraid.

Every moment finds me here in the kindness of an ending, and the renewal of a beginning.

*Question courtesy of Paul Clark’s Weekly Powerful Question

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I begged my husband, please let me read you this poem, it means so much to me (appended below).  He says he doesn’t like poetry unless it’s one of my poems.  Sweet.  He relents, I begin to read him this poem and am not half way through it before I’m crying.  It’s one of those poems where I wondered — did the author go inside my heart and read what was written there?

How did he know I’ve been afraid?  How did he know I thought I’d dump every idea of exploring consciousness and life?  I tried to convince myself, I’m older now, I don’t need to make the grand experiments anymore.  Maybe I don’t even care anymore.  Maybe I’ll never care again.  Maybe this small, safe place is where I belong.

I thought, if I don’t make big, bold footprints in the world, I won’t be noticed.  Big, scary things won’t happen to me then.  You see, if I’m not noticed, I can’t be hurt.  I’ll just go over here and carve out this small, quiet space and I’ll be protected.

I didn’t decide all at once that I can’t live happily like that.  I didn’t exactly turn a corner all at once either.  I tiptoed up to it, peeked around the corner and retreated.  Then I’d do it again and again and again.  Until one day I could say, I invite my true sense of adventure and exploration back in.  I invite Life back in again.

I turned the corner because I am a devotee of expansion more than I am a devotee of fear.  This is the path of my heart and soul.  I choose to follow it now.  Again.

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For A New Beginning

In out-of-the-way places of the heart,
Where your thoughts never think to wander,
This beginning has been quietly forming,
Waiting until you were ready to emerge.

For a long time it has watched your desire,
Feeling the emptiness growing inside you,
Noticing how you willed yourself on,
Still unable to leave what you had outgrown.

It watched you play with the seduction of safety
And the gray promises that sameness whispered,
Heard the waves of turmoil rise and relent,
Wondered would you always live like this.

Then the delight, when your courage kindled,
And out you stepped onto new ground,
Your eyes young again with energy and dream,
A path of plentitude opening before you.

Though your destination is not yet clear
You can trust the promise of this opening;
Unfurl yourself into the grace of beginning
That is at one with your life’s desire.

Awaken your spirit to adventure;
Hold nothing back, learn to find ease in risk;
Soon you will be home in a new rhythm,
For your soul senses the world that awaits you.

~John O’Donohue~
To Bless the Space Between Us
A Book of Blessings

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