Cultivating compassion

I know you see the anger, but can you listen

for the fear that lies beneath?

Such listening can give rise

To compassion.

Below the depths

We all of us have our murky depths —

You’re each much deeper than I’ll ever know.

Yet still, below those depths, there lies

The clarity and light that connects us all...

I am the bowl of ocean

I am the bowl of ocean:

Fill me with your song, and let

The waves of harmony spill out

And irrigate the world.

What would you do differently?

What would you do differently today

If you finally understood

That you are bright enough, beautiful enough,

Brave enough, and good enough?

What we choose to remember...

Could we, instead of remembering,

endeavor to forget 

what our differences might be,

and simply... just appreciate what is?

A change in the weather

Somewhere not too far away

The sun is shining, and somewhere

Not too far from there it rains.

Whatever the weather where you are,

Keep trusting that at some point it will change.

Getting to the heart of forgiveness

Try to look beyond the swirl

Of emotional responses

To the bright and vulnerable heart

That lies beneath — and then forgive.