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Moon Mail

The Moon My Compass
{A short poem}

I don’t know the way
Out of this deep dark.
The Moon my guide
Compass to my heart
Sheds the Light
{In cycles} one step at a time.

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Moon Mail – A Mail Art Project

 

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A Light Beacon for the Dark Days

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Some days we wake up forgetting all about our magnificence.

Some days, it’s like we’re enveloped in a cloud of shit and every step forward gets us further down that slippery slope of self-loathing and destructive thoughts. Those days are hard. It seems like the more you think about it the more you feed into those doubts and the more you bring yourself down. Slip.

This happens. It happens to everyone. I really don’t think anyone can say that they’ve never had a day like this, and well if you can, tell me your secret. Seriously.

These kinds of days can absolutely paralyze me. Everything seems to be happening on the other side of this grey fog and I feel like I’m miles away from everyone else. I’m stuck in darkness while the rest of the world is dancing in light. Slip.

I have discovered however a beacon of light that was in my back pocket all along. A tonic of sorts for the mind, heart and soul, that even in the darkest of days can comfort and sooth me. Bringing my bruised sorry ass self back into the light and beginning to brush away the grey fog that was limiting my view, polluting my perspective.

My beacon of light is this… the fact that we aren’t small, that we aren’t ever alone. That we are made of the same stuff as the moon and stars in the sky, as the incomprehensible entirety of the universe, that’s all us.

“The first peace, which is the most important, is that which comes within the souls of people when they realize their relationship, their oneness with the universe and all its powers, and when they realize at the center of the universe dwells the Great Spirit, and that its center is really everywhere, it is within each of us.” ~ Black Elk

Everything is already inside us, everything that we seek. Even the whole universe is within each of us. To me, there’s no more comforting and grounding knowledge than this.

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“Recognize that the very molecules that make up your body, the atoms that construct the molecules, are traceable to the crucibles that were once the centers of high mass stars that exploded their chemically rich guts into the galaxy, enriching pristine gas clouds with the chemistry of life. So that we are all connected to each other biologically, to the earth chemically and to the rest of the universe atomically. That’s kinda cool! That makes me smile and I actually feel quite large at the end of that. It’s not that we are better than the universe; we are part of the universe. We are in the universe and the universe is in us.” ~ Neil deGrasse Tyson

I mean how astonishingly amazing is this! When I contemplate the vastness of the universe, yet how we are all still connected to all of it, this greatly humbles me. How can I be so hard on myself with this knowledge? I can’t.

I hope that in your dark days you can reach into your back pocket and hold this knowledge in your heart, in your mind and soul, and be comforted as well. It won’t eliminate these days completely, it hasn’t for me.

However when I remind myself of these simple yet huge facts, I can’t help but be in awe. I can only do my very best to put aside my personal beefs with myself and the trivial day to day ego bull-shit and surrender, at the amplitude of it all, at our shared magnificence.

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Originally posted on Rebelle Society.

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Writing Down The Bones

Writing down the bones - Jenn Grosso, 365 Project Day 154

Writing down the bones – Jenn Grosso, 365 Project Day 154

For those days that seem darker than dark, remember this too shall pass.
Always, there are new beginnings at every turn.

“There is no coming to consciousness without pain.” ~ Carl Jung

Death’s Song {A Poem}
By Jenn Grosso

In the bleak and the despair
Hold on tightly to yourself
Be comforted by Death’s Song.

These cycles they come and go
Every day in every minute
Another moment’s death.

Breathe and take it all in
The just beginnings
And all their many endings.

Nothing stays forever
Change is the only constant
Hold on tightly to yourself.

Cradle your darkness in your arms
Embrace the hidden opportunities
As the shadows reveal the light.

With every little death
New found joy in the beginning
Another moment is born.

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