Dear friends,
It's been way too long since I've written from this platform. The past year I have been writing poetry, being active in my community and processing all of the chaos that is currently in our world.
I visited this blog this weekend and it welcomed me like an old, dear friend.
So today I decided to get back on the bicycle of blogging and pedal around for a gentle ride.
On Friday, I co-facilitated Spirit Play, a monthly InterPlay Atlanta gathering that combines InterPlay, Meditation and Poetry. It is one of my favorite offerings. We played with the poem Poet's Obligation by Pablo Neruda. Then we wrote our own poems. Here is what bubbled up inside of me:
by Christine Gautreaux 2/23/17
On stone I sit
facing the thunderous waterfall,
with the tree roots cradling me
as the spray gently mists my face.
In this moment
I am one with the sea
thousands of miles away,
yet calling my name.
Drawn on by my destiny,
I stop.
Listen
and expand.
Is that the voice of a thousand mothers
crying "Enough!"
as they thunder through the streets
to protect our children and our children's children.
Or Mother Nature's power transferring to us
ions unseen.
It is time for action
the tumbling water sings.
It is time to be grounded in our practices
the giant rocks whisper.
The time to weep
the mists reminds.
And a time to ROAR
like the wind.
In Peace & Play,
Christine
