OctPoWriMo Day#2 - Poems and Notes to you.

Dear Friends,

Day 2 of this new challenge dawns with a hint of Fall in the air here in Duluth, GA and I found myself with a little of Fall fever and just wanting to hang out of my front porch and drink tea.



I saw a meme last week on FB that said,  "All the women inside of me are tired."  I sure do relate to that right now.  I am filled with such gratitude for the amazing life I lead and yet the times we live in are trying to my soul.

Grateful for poetry and the "To Do" on my ever growing list to stop and take a break and write some poetry and create at least once a day.











So here is today's offering:

Poems and Notes to You

I wrote them in rhyme
and snuck them into your locker.

A secret admirer
in high school
still so young and naive 
in those days.

You were the class musician.
Writing our class song,
singing in a band.
My teenage heart was smitten.

I was so shy.
Red would overtake
my face in a whole
body flush if you even
looked my way.

So notes were written
poems composed.
Little ditties to express
appreciation and admiration.

I don't remember the actual
reveal.
I'm sure you thought the
admirer was one of the popular girls.

I remember it being awkward
and if someone could have died
from embarrassment I wouldn't
be here today. 

One of the things InterPlay has taught me is about being present in the moment and using Improv in life.  So fun to revisit that memory due to today's prompt.  Thank goodness I survived adolescence and I grew up in a world without social media!

I hope you're having an awesome Tuesday.

In Peace & Play,

Christine

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OctPoW Day #1 - Surrender

Dear friends,

It's been a while since I've given attention to this blog and at the encouragement of my friend Willow I am participating in OctPoWriMo where we write a poem a day from prompts.

Here is the link if you would like to join me:

http://www.octpowrimo.com/2018/10/octpowrimo-day-1-surrender.html

Life has been incredibly full lately so the first prompt and Oct. 1st caught me after a full weekend of teaching the Secrets of InterPlay so a quick Haiku was produced from the prompt Surrender.  I had also been participating in the Daily Creative Practice's 10-day challenge of Vessels of Transformation and making art daily so I combined the two prompts and this was created:

I look forward to carving out more time this fall to write and create and to let you know what I've been up to.  The big thing was the launch of a book!

Check it out at www.stillpointselfcareplaybook.com 

or head over and buy it on Amazon Here. 

In Peace & Play,

Christine 

As The Storm Rolls In....

Dear friends,

A poem from yesterday:

The storm
CG 5/21/18

As the storm rolls in

In this hot, almost summer, day

It matches my mood.

Grumbling with thunder

Pressure pressing down on the chest 

Oppressive stillness

Knowing that the damn is about to burst

Be it with an air cleansing rain

Or a mighty downpour of tears

Bursting forth

Like mad lighting,

Righteous anger, 

In response to more children dying,

False friends and vision without the vote.

The wind whips the rain

Sideways

Like my hormones 

Pushing my emotions.

People want to think

it's an over reaction.

A hysterical, dramatic response.

Truth tells

It's the everyday build up

of little indignities

that accumulate in a catastrophic

explosion of emotion.

Wishing you a Stillpoint,

Christine

Like the newly emerging buds of Spring

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