And if the view’s not to your taste …
Don’t blame the mirror.
~*~
Image: Dock relic in large pond … Tylney Hall, Hook, Hampshire, England
~*~
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Aimwell CreativeWorks
life
The Voyage
Upon life’s billowing seas
My vessel is swept
Windward. I am
Storm-tossed
And swell-swallowed,
Brine-stung
And surge-whipped.
I steer my battered
But unbroken ship
Upon the crashing waves ~
Afloat I remain.
My vessel salt-stained
And wind-lashed,
Yet a survivor.
In calmer waters,
Renewed in purpose,
Resolved, am I, to press on.
The map is charted
And though off course blown
Yet will I arrive.
It is my destiny.
~*~
The truth is, tall ship or small, we’re all just doing our best to get to the opposite shore.
Thanks for visiting …
Dorothy
~*~
©Dorothy E. Chiotti … All Rights Reserved 2019 … Aimwell CreativeWorks
Dust to Dust
Goodbye, we say again, goodbye,
Beneath a sad and sullen sky.
A year has passed
Since you drew breath;
Surrendered to untimely death.
My judgment, for I miss you so ~
I was not ready to let you go.
Still, life goes on as well it must,
So I release your dust to dust.
Your spirit soars while tears I cry
Beneath a sad and sullen sky.
~*~
©Dorothy E. Chiotti … All Rights Reserved 2018 … Aimwell CreativeWorks
Punch the Monster
Be authentic;
know who you are.
Understand what’s
buried beneath those
mountainous feelings of
inadequacy,
fear,
suffering,
depression,
despair,
grief.
Be prepared
to walk deep into the
cave of your misgivings;
to poke the monster,
Vulnerability, and
hear its high-pitched
squeal that shuts you down
or sends you running.
Be prepared
to punch the monster
in the nose and say,
“No more!
No more will I be
ruled by the unseen
terror that lies
dormant within.
No more will I
allow it to undermine
my truth and sway
me toward the lies
that feed
its hungry belly.”
Be prepared
for the struggle that is
that step from the dark
pit of toxic unknowing
into the light of pure truth.
Be the David to your inner
Goliath; slay the monster
and rise victorious. It is
your right to be
authentic.
~*~
When we have no understanding of who we are, or what makes us tick, we cannot be authentic. It’s just not possible. All the fears, anxieties, and other negative feelings that keep us stalled in a debilitating life pattern are driven by what we don’t know about ourselves. It takes courage and shining a light of curiosity into the cave of our unknowing to unearth our truth, remove the obstacles that prevent us from living it and be authentic. It’s a heck of a journey and worth every moment.
Thanks for visiting …
Dorothy
~*~
©Dorothy Chiotti … All Rights Reserved 2018 … Aimwell CreativeWorks
Hope
Glimmer,
hope.
Be there
for me.
Uphold my
faith in
what might be.
Help keep
my focus
on the prize.
Keep me
humble;
make me
wise.
Glimmer,
hope.
Be there
for me
so I, for
others, there
might be.
~*~
In a world of despair and disappointment a glimmer of hope helps to keep the heart light and the mind open. The source of that hope can be anything or anyone that speaks to our soul through encouragement, love, empathy. A simple “I believe in you” is often all it takes to help someone through a difficult time. It’s a glimmer of hope that says “everything will be alright in the end and if it isn’t alright, it is not yet the end.*”
Thanks for visiting …
Dorothy
~*~
*Patel, Hotel Manager, Best Exotic Marigold Hotel
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No Return
To churn
is to change,
our life
re-arrange.
Like butter
from cream,
to rise from
a dream.
A process
profound,
turns our lives
upside-down.
To change
is to churn ~
one-way ticket;
no return.
~*~
When we make desired changes in our lives or take steps to live a dream we often forget that for a time there will be some discomfort; some churning of our inner world as we move into a new level of consciousness. Every transition brings uncertainty as we process and let go of what has been and make room for what might be. And once we’ve made that shift in awareness there’s simply no going back.
Be well,
Dorothy
©Dorothy Chiotti … All Rights Reserved 2018 … Aimwell CreativeWorks
Masterpiece
I am a work in progress.
The canvas of my life
Stretches across the easel
Of time, anticipating each nurturing
Brush stroke by the Masterful Artist.
I am a landscape ~
An ever-unfolding vista of colours,
And shapes and light.
The shadows of clouds
Float in, and out,
Dispersed by bright sunshine,
Irreverent and true.
The Masterful Artist reveals
Mysterious patterns and
Miracles with a
Flick of the conscience, or
A long, deep stroke of thought.
The brush of a shadow ~
The sweep of radiant light ~
Depth to denote character,
And dappled sunlight to
Delight the soul.
~*~
The Masterful Artist’s strokes
Are sure, each measure
Of the art-child completed
In its time ~
Contemplated and recorded.
Mistakes are washed away,
Remembered no more.
Flaws are embraced to
Profess a perfectly natural appeal.
I am a landscape ~
Time rolls across my verdant fields,
Tickled by morning dew drops ~
Each tender blade of
Life reaching beyond
Tomorrow ~ to grow ~
To stretch toward the measure
Of its creation.
I am a work in progress.
The canvas of my life
Gradually reveals a story
Spun by the Masterful Artist.
I am a Masterpiece.
~*~
If only we could be patient with the creative process of living …
Thanks for visiting,
Dorothy
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