It’s Time to Begin

There comes a time when you know
you must just begin.
And though you may be
caught in old habits that
leave you treading water
in half-hopes –

you trust.

You trust that what you desire
has been placed on your heart
by the Beloved and is therefore
a holy call to life.

And you decide to
finally give yourself
permission
to focus on
your creativity.

So you put down the
bag of cookies and
pick up the running shoes.

You write the words
you’ve longed to say
and you send the letter.

You clear off the kitchen table
and get out the paintbrushes
and watercolors.

You sit down at the desk
and type the words,
“Chapter One.”

You dust off the guitar
and start singing.

You walk into the family room
where your dear ones
are reading or playing a
video game, and announce,
“I’m doing this.
Please support me.”

With your hair pulled back,
sweat on your brow,
aging hands,
sagging breasts,
thighs that touch,
wrinkles on your face,
and doubts in your heart,
you begin.

Filled with stubborn focus
or fierce devotion,
you begin.

You know “hard.”
And this isn’t it.

Hard was speaking the
truth that your marriage
needed serious attention.

Hard was burying
your mom.

Hard was putting down
the bottle.

Hard was going through
another miscarriage.

Hard was cancer.

Those experiences now
fuel your steadfast devotion.
You know how to
let your thoughts just be
while you persevere.
It’s time now.
And you know it.

“Alleluia!” you cry out
with paint on your hands
and a smile on your face.
“It’s so damn time!”

Lisa McCrohan, (c) 2021, Your Light is Rising

 

Hold back no more, dear one.  It’s time.  It’s time for you to flourish, to blossom, to shine according to YOUR own soul.  Drop into sacred trust…and begin.

I see you.  I’m with you.  I love you.

_______________

I am really looking forward to sharing with a small group of people some of the stories behind the poems in my new book, Your Light is Rising, on Saturday evening, January 30, 2021 for a virtual gathering and poetry reading.  Let’s gather, feel our nervous systems syncing with the rhythm of the poems, hear stories that kindle our compassion and courage, and leave feeling like, “Awwwww, that was wonderful!  I feel so inspired!  I love my life!”

Blessings,
Lisa

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