I awoke this morning with gratitude filling my heart as I thought of all the beautiful comments and love I received yesterday.
It is hard to describe how your words and support fill my heart, lessening fear and worry and lighting up my day.
And so… I wrote this for all of you.
From Me to You
Louise Gallagher
If I have but one prayer
let it be, Thank You.
Thank you for the sunrises
and settings,
the clear skies and grey days.
Thank you for the moments
that fill my heart with joy
and the ones that push it to breaking
open
wide
to all the beauty that surrounds me.
Thank you for the easy roads
and rough trails.
Thank you for the calm waters
and stormy seas.
Thank you for the love and laughter,
the pain, the sorrow and tears.
Thank you for all of it
for all of it is held
within the sacred nature
of this wondrous life
full of unfathomable mysteries
and inexplicable tragedies,
ripe with breath-taking moments of awe
and back-breaking moments of grief.
Thank you for all of it
for all of it is a gift
and within all of it
Love beats its steady tattoo
calling me to rise up
and dance and sing
and twirl about
and shout out loud,
I am grateful for each breath,
each moment of this life
and all who walk alongside me
and make the hard places softer
and the easy times more thrilling
and the worries and dark times lighter
and the joys and laughter brighter.
Thank you.
Life's Untold Mysteries
by Louise Gallagher
Every day untold mysteries
await
to unfold
in soft gentle ripples
in grand sweeping gestures
in rippling currents of ecstasy
or raging waves of chaos
leading to new growth, new vistas, new opportunities.
We cannot live into the untold mysteries
of each moment
until we release
our hold
on what is blinding us
to their presence
To fly free
to dive
deep
into life’s untold mysteries
we must let go.
It is never too late to let go.
Today’s poem is in response to a prompt at Eugi’s Causerie. The word prompt today is “Untold”.
Writing in response to a prompt is fun! I hope you try it.
Just click on over to Eugi’s place to participate, and to read how other’s have interpreted her prompt.
Special thanks to Lilli Ann for inspiring me to reply.
Gathering
by Louise Gallagher
Gathering, the circle draws us near
candlelight flickering
on precious faces held so dear
sharing stories of our days
laughing and teasing one another
as only those whose stories have been woven
through the warp and weft of this family tapestry can
because we know
there is no distance too far
that cannot be bridged by two hearts
beating together and weaving stories
full of memory and love of life
shared within the circle.
As we thread our stories
together, laughter, memories and love risesand we raise a glass in silent honouring
of all the hearts who lost their beat
in those days, not yet past but slowly now,
slipping away,
when we could not gather with family and friendsbecause only the distance between us
could keep us safe.
We are gathering now
drawing near
stretching our arms around one another,
curving into bodies touching, heart to heart
and savouring these times
where we can feel them beat
in time
as we gather and share
laughter, love and memories of times past
and loved ones lost and feeling grateful
for those who made it
through to be here now,
gathering, the circle drawing us near,
holding us safe
from where so many have gone
leaving behind only memories
to light the empty spaces left behind.
The Wild Places
by Louise Gallagher
Some may call it a wilderness
a vast
unexplored terrain
thick with brambles
and vines
interwoven
into a thick impenetrable net
of lost dreams and disappointments
of life’s hurts and wounds, scars and scares
holding you back
from breathing freely
in the light
of each new dawn
breaking free of night.
Some may call it a wilderness
I call it my heart
a wild and mystical place
where vast
unexplored terrain
rich with open spaces
yearning to be discovered
with dreams calling to be awoken
call me to cast off
life’s hurts and wounds and disappointments
to jettison the scary stories
I tell myself
of how I will never
do enough
deserve better
be worthy.
In this wild place
of my heart
beating
wild and free
untethered to the stories
I tell myself
about how I will never be
enough
I am enough
I am all I ever dreamed of
I have all I ever hoped for
I am
all of me
worthy of living
with the wilds of my heart
breaking and breathing, breaking and breathing
free.
Airport Hustle
by Louise Gallagher
The world is on the move
masked faces
eyes watching
smiles
frowns
furrowed brows
checking…
Where’s my ticket?
Wallet?
Hand sanitizer?
Suitcases rolling
wheels turning
clicketty clack
clicketty clack
people walking
people standing
milling about
beneath glass ceilings
soaring high
pouring light
upon bustling crowds
gathered
around touch screen kiosks
checking in
printing out
baggage tags
and boarding passes
people on the move
conveyor belts
rolling
clicketty clack
clicketty clack
carrying baggage
to distant ports
clicketty clack
clicketty clack
in the hope
it will arrive
at the end of the journey
in the same shape it began.
Long lines
snaking through
security barriers
laptops tested
carry-on scanned
passing through
to the other side
leaving behind
going towards
new horizons
home turf
everywhere
busy
busier than its been
through an invisible microbe’s
demands
the world limit
where we go
and who we see.
The world is on the move
faces masked
eyes watching
people moving
wheels turning
clicketty clack
clicketty clack
airport humming
with life
and people
travelling
holding on
to the hope
that when they reach their destination
they will be home
free
of an invisible travelling companion.
The Best You Can Do.by Louise Gallagher
You ask me to believe
you are doing your best
even when your best
is not true
for another.
And I do
believe
you are doing
your best.
And I do wonder,
can you believe
that in doing your best
you are limited
by your belief
your best
is true for others?
What if
your best
could be better?
What if
you stopped believing
you know what is best
for others?
Would you then choose
to believe
what is true
for another
is best
for them
even if it’s not
true for you?
Would you then choose
to believe
their truth
is the best way to create
something better than
what you believe
is the best
you can do?
No. 2 #ShePersisted Series — They said, be quiet. She spoke up.
This poem came to me this morning as I sat at my desk watching the river flow past.
Earlier, my daughter and I and our pups had walked at a park near their house and while walking along a trail through the woods came upon a large encampment.
It wasn’t there just a few days ago when we walked the same path, but now, it is well ensconced and easily visible. A bright blue tarp is draped across trees providing both shelter and privacy to the occupants. The smell of food cooking on an open fire permeates the air.
I understand the desire to build such an encampment, particularly if someone has no place to call home.
But there are challenges and dangers.
Community residents might not look favourably upon such an encampment and might decide to take matters into their own hands. Or, might call upon the City and insist something be done. In the past, this has sometimes resulted in City Parks staff dismantling and removing the encampment without showing much concern for the belongings or needs of the campers.
And, an open fire in the dense woods where this encampment is situated is problematic.
We are fortunate in Calgary to have the Downtown Outreach Addictions Partnership (DOAP) and the Encampment Team through Alpha House Society, an agency serving vulnerable, at risk Calgarians. Their focus is to interact with individuals where they’re at, and to support them in addressing their needs. The Encampment Team, in partnership with City-ByLaw, supports ‘rough sleepers’ to help them address their safety, well-being and housing needs.
For Calgarians, the benefit of these teams is that it gives everyone an opportunity to reach out and support someone in distress or in need of housing supports, knowing the response will be compassionate and humane.
I have phoned the Encampment team to alert them of the situation. I know that their response will honour the individuals involved and provide them support in a way that reflects their humanity and their needs and their rights.
If you have concern for someone on the street in Calgary who is intoxicated or in distress, please call the DOAP Team first. The number is: 403.998.7388
If you have a concern about an Encampment – call the Encampment Team. Their number is: 403.805.7388
It can be hard sometimes to know what the most humane response is. The DOAP and Encampment Teams are the right response.
And… if like me you need to give voice to what you experience, witness, hear and see, write a poem, speak up, volunteer…
And support the agencies doing the work on the front lines. They need our help to do the important work they do supporting vulnerable people in our communities.
When Life Hit Hardby Louise Gallagher
When life hit
hard
she stumbled
and fell
hard
She got back
up
and when life tripped her
up
again
she fell
not so hard
this time
but getting up
was harder.
Life kept happening
and she kept falling
until the falling
down
was easier
than the getting up
until the staying
down
was safer
than trying to find
a way
to stop
falling
.
She no longer
cries
out
for help
when she falls
She no longer
reaches
out
for help
to get back up
Trapped
between the fall
and getting up
she lies
silent
dreaming
of a hand reaching
out
to help her
get back up.
There is something magical about walking along the river in the early evening of a warm Spring day.
Magical.
Mystical.
Mysterious.
Birds twitter in trees, the soft trill of some unknown (to me) species. The chattering of the chickadees mixing with the gossiping of squirrels. Ducks quacking from the middle of the river where they float lazily by while overhead, geese fly low, honking and calling out to one another.
Divine.
Delightful.
Delicious.
Leaves rustle on trees as if, released from the tightness of their buds, they have much to share about winter days gone by. Grasses turn green, eyeing one another as they whisper amongst themselves the secrets they’ve dug up from deep within their roots.
Luscious.
Luminous.
Light.
Fairy dancers spinning tales of magic on sun-dappled water. A fisherman casting his line out where he stands, thigh deep, in the running waters. A fish jumps just out of the water, splashes down as if to say to the erstwhile fisherman, “Catch me if you can!”.
Stories woven out of air, spun upon a gentle breeze catching a whiff of something exotic simmering on the fire where a family gathers to share time spent laughing and playing and eating by the river.
And I walk along the river’s edge and Beaumont chases the ball and stops to sniff some unknown scent and then he lets the ball fall into the water and he follows it with a splash into the river and I sit on the bank and watch and smile and listen and savour the pure delight of being alive in this moment right now.
This is spring in the city. My viewpoint focused to this moment in time where I sit and watch the world float by. No destination. No To Do list calling. No ‘have to’s’ waiting.
Your Weekly Prompt –Viewpoint – May 13, 2021.
Go where the prompt leads you and publish a post on your own blog that responds to the prompt. It can be any variation of the prompt and/or image. Please keep it family friendly. This needs to be a safe and fun space for all. Prompts close 7 days from the close of my post.
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Let’s be creative and have fun!
-Eugi
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