“The soul always knows what to do to heal itself. The challenge is to silence the mind. ” -Caroline Myss 

Here’s a poem I’m working on inspired by the quote above, a journal entry from earlier in the week, and yesterday’s fear that surfaced when spirit/soul asked me to speak on a couple of controversial topics. Let me know what comes up for you.

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My ego started barking yesterday

when I wasn’t ready to give up.

It told me my plate was empty.

It began gnawing at the bone like a pup.

My ego told me I better run.

What I offer no one wants, no way.

My ego said let crickets be the reason.

That we should never have a say.

My ego said I should never love…

reaching out to anyone in the dark.

My ego said I might get frost bit.

Some camps don’t want a spark.

While my heart was lit and ready to be heard.

And my armpits were dripping like rain.

I could see my mouth one day turning to ash.

I saw maggots one day devouring my brain.

Still my ego said, “Make it about me!”

Follow fame and fortune – love is lie.

My soul said, “Don’t listen to ego.”

(S)he’s fragile and is afraid to die.

My soul said, “You gotta be brave!”

When there is no day but today.

My soul said, “Be honest my dear child

and tell ego to hush, so we can pray.”

My soul was stirring up infinite wisdom.

And I laughed and got up off the ground.

My soul made me pause and return to love.

My soul said, “We’ll let ego win the next round.”