The Queen of My Self

The Queen of My Self


posted by Donna Henes

 

Blessings, one and all, for a New Year filled with promise. May you continue along your path to Self-sovereignty with purpose, passion, and power with Queenly aplomb. 

With blessings of new beginnings and positive possibilities,

xxQueen Mama Donna

 

Another World: A New Year of Possibilities

By Mary Saracino, CO

“Another world is not only possible. On a quiet day I can hear her breathing.”

– Arundhati Roy, Indian novelist, activist and world citizen

 

Softly, on the sigh of a breeze

in the steady certainty of her quiet exhale

another way unfurls, answering our longing

for a different world, a place of peace and possibilities

where children always have enough

and mothers and fathers

always love without limitation

giving no thought to the things that hinder

or impoverish their hopes, their dreams.

Where on this wide round planet can

that kind of world exist if we cannot find it

within our fragile hearts, tender with desire

bruised from too many years of silencing,

too many clamoring voices drowning out

the visions of prophets and seers

poets and peons, the brilliant crazy ones

who know that the only thing we need

to do to change everything is to be still

open our eyes, un-jail our hearts, rid our tongues

of hateful words, liberate our weary minds

of bigotry and separation, open our lungs

to joy and celebration, ride the winds of change

as if we had no other choice.

We must bury our war dead forever

bury our wars, too. We must cultivate

compassion for everything, big or little, human or not

making room for every woe, every jubilation

for it is only here inside our blood and our bones

that the breath of the world can birth her precious promise

fill us with the fortitude we need to create

a new way of life, a new way to live.

If we listen we will know how to join her

in her quiet revolution, how to echo her nonviolent wail

for justice and equality for every being

everywhere a breath is breathed, everywhere a life is born

until at last we all are free to come home

to the only home we have every truly wanted

the only place where we can resuscitate our meager hopes

with the replenishing air of her unfailing breath.

*****

Donna Henes is the author of The Queen of My Self: Stepping into Sovereignty in Midlife. She is the Midlife Midwife™ offering counseling and upbeat, practical and ceremonial guidance for individual women and groups who want to enjoy the fruits of an enriching, influential, purposeful, passionate, and powerful maturity. Consult the MIDLIFE MIDWIFE™

The Queen welcomes questions concerning all issues of interest to women in their mature years. Send your inquiries to thequeenofmyself@aol.com.

 



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