windchimes and waiting…..
I’ve followed my heart these many years
down a brave path that scared me alive
and grown a little worn over time by the climb,
a trek that turned menacing steep and squeezy
and I can only put my hands up
and pull sometimes,
my courage growing threadbare
along these narrow ledges.
And then, suddenly,
comes this wild wind swooping,
tossing me high into a clearing,
my heart flopping giddy with surprise
and taking on hope
like a ship sinking fast
in a sea of sweet mercy.
Because this place feels safe
in a way I’ve been hungry to feel
and my feet love the solid of the
grassy ground beneath.
And I can barely whisper this to you,
full up with “can this be real?
and I don’t really know
if it’s true,
if I can stay
and so hard to wait and see.
It may be only the stir of a breeze
just a temporary gentling of this rocky climb
or maybe just a generous listening rock,
a place to catch my breath more deeply
and hear what the wind may sing.
But fresh fire has lit the pilot light
on some dreams that got broken along the way
and there’s a new stirring of windchimes
somewhere in my heart
like the sound of a long forgotten friend
who I remember instantly
by hearing her voice
and it feels like going home
to somewhere I’d forgotten.
(I hope I will have news for you next week, I do.
And please, yes, if you’d like to lift a prayer or two!)
“…and suddenly you know: it’s time to start something new
and trust the magic of beginnings.”
Okay…now I understand the “jolt” at the word unknown…HE has you in all the unknown, for it is not unknown to him!
Can’t wait to hear what’s stirring and birthing…
you have such a way with words
it makes my soul sing
I followed you home after your very generous comment on my post at Vision and Verb. I am in awe – I don’t know whether your words or the images you chose (created) to depict them, move me more. Thank you.
i love watching your art evolve.
just like your precious life.
there’s more variation on the page.
LOVE to you. xoxox
Exhilarating and intriguing…I’m caught up in the excitement and the anticipation. All I know is my heart is glad that dreams are being followed, finding life again and something good is stirring your heart, I want that for you! So yeah!
Okay… so…. now I’m eager to hear too!
Sounds… exciting. Possibilities awakening. Hope lifting off. Spirits flying free.
Oh how Divine!
…. and I love — “scared me alive”.
praying that you may stay in this place for a while. a good long while.
(and that flower photo is heart-lifting.)
Beautiful art And words.. The make me feel lifted. I hope your news is good : )
Now I want to go outdoors, take a
deep breath, walk barefoot and enjoy the autumn breeze.
Always love your natural poetry Jenn,
And my prayers are with you, hoping for the best,
ohhh…can hardly wait to hear what the “new stirring of windchimes” is next week!
beautiful poem…i can super relate to it!!
Windchimes are one of my favorite things and I await your winds of change.
Jennifer I just love this and I can relate to this poem in so many ways. To have things stir afresh in you is wonderful like a rebirth of sort.
Prayers are being sent for dreams to take flight! Love you! You are such a light… Waiting for good news. Hugs, Kath
Prayers lifted, hope and joy felt.
It is kind of exciting to look at your artwork.
That’s sunshine, that’s safe.
I will be thinking of you and hope those dreams materialise. 🙂
“There’s a new stirring of windchimes somewhere in my heart”… love that! So beautiful. And so exciting!!
I pray for you light and this beautiful space you in.
May your pilot light remain strong and bright.
Can’t wait to see where your pilot light and windchimes take you. Sending you lots of love and light.
this jolt of colour is what i needed to brighten my day
Old dreams becoming alive…Sending prayers your way…Keep us updated xo
I love the excitement and sense of dreams come true in this!! Praying!!
Oh yea my friend prayers fly softly your way. easy to do that when words you send out are always and I mean always going straight down to my core. Goosebumps scitter over my body when you send the letters into words and than lines that are a string of beautiful little flags floating in a wind of warm wisphers.
Be well and I love your photo’s so keep them coming and make me smile.
ps thanks for the warm comments on my blog I’m looking forward tho them every time I post. X
You have my prayer, my friend.
What a gorgeous collage/quilt of hope and love. Beautiful!
The “path that scared me alive” grabs me and won’t let go. Yes, my heart says. YES! Sometimes that’s just what we need – to be scared alive. I love that!!
Wow! Very remarkarble blog. I really enjoyed reading the poem and staring at the colors of the graffiti-like illustration. I admire your innovativeness at making the blog. Thanks a lot for sharing.
Some little changes can make a big difference!