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Poetry in E-Motions

Poetry in emotions can be discovered and an excavated gem. Just like music and new behavioral rituals.  There is an adage that says that “in all of us there is a bit of a poet, musician, and insanity.”  When we FEEL strongly we often seek expressions of the energy.  If we use this energy creatively we can even capture and immortalize a moment. Thus in all our feelings we can find a poem, lyrics to music or behavioral rituals that may look insane to some individuals (such as having a party by the tomb of the deceased) that not only help us emote creatively but keep us sane.  Sometimes “abnormal” in an abnormal situation is normal. Have you ever caught yourself in any of these expressions?

Moving the energy of feelings so that we do not get stuck in it is healthy and the goal of healing.

This is another exercise for creative expression of feelings, whether they be sad, happy or of any color of the rainbow.

Exercise: Think of things that remind you of something or someone that nudges your heart in a downward spin or if you prefer an upward spin of emotions such as loss, pain or joy. List the things.  Use the poem below of as an example of how these things can all be triggers for these feelings. Create one in a similar style with the things that are unique to what you jotted down.  In the end celebrate what you have created with the power of words and how you have captured and memorialized something or someone special to you.

 

     IT’S YOU I MISS 

It’s the phone call I’ll never get

And the number I’ll never dial

The fresh cut rose from your garden I will never smell

The chocolates we won’t taste and share

Nor the toasts we’d make over wine we’d sip

It’s the books we’d read and discuss at length

And the music we danced and sang to all night

The meals we’d prepare to dine without hurry

And the stars in the sky we’d count for hours

The strolls by the lake we would often make

And the country drives we’d often take

It’s the peaceful sunsets we’d contemplate

And the morning songbirds we’d awaken to

It’s your touch

Your taste

Your smell

Your gentleness

Your caress

Your kisses

Your embraces

Your voice

Your caring

Your presence

 

It’s you… I miss

 

This is a poem on page 24 from Candles in the Dark…poems to grieve, hope and love again.

Welcome Poetry in E-Motions and discover the unique poet in you and the gems of poetry that can be excavated in all e-motions.

 www.mariahildapinon.com

Maria Hilda Pinon, author of The Willows of Corona, a novel, and Candles in the Dark…poems to grieve, hope and love again.

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Let your pain refine you rather than define you.  How many times do we stay stuck on pain to the point that it becomes the shield or badge we hide behind or organize our life around indefinitely oftentimes permanently?  It becomes the excuse for just about everything and we do not realize our potential or dreams. This may not be intentional and at a conscious level or it may be, but all the same it leads to the same place: energy tied up to pain rather than powering our dreams and developing our potential. 

Pain is a natural result of being human and daring to care and invest our time and energy in the human laboratory of life.  I am neither minimizing nor discounting pain as it is an occupational hazard of life. However, pain can be worked through and healed.  The circumstances that created the pain and the story of how our pain came to be does not have to create our future. It can be a part of the past, a healed past that becomes a springboard to the future without any strings of the past influencing our tomorrows. We can learn from the past so our future is navigated with greater clarity. Turning back to our history brings us smiles rather than tears.  We can draw strength from the past rather than allowing it to diminish us and keep a hold on our energy needed for the today we live and the tomorrow we can still create.

Time heals wounds goes the adage, but we have to do our part. We need to call the pain by name, experience the feelings it generates to the fullest.  We neither run from them to avoid the pain by burying then behind anxious busyness or anesthetize them with drugs or alcohol or hold onto them for life like a “scarlet letter”.  We allow them to be in us. We accompany the feelings and allow them to teach us about what they want us to know about ourselves. And we let them pass through us and dissipate, until they show up again and we repeat the process.  Ask your feelings…what is this about for me? Do not cut them short due to the discomfort as they will take you on a journey beyond the surface of the first answer.  They can take you to the core of your deepest and oldest wounds by asking yourself.  When did I first have this feeling?

With the thoughts revealed that accompany this feeling you suddenly have the power to change a disempowering thought and release feelings associated with these thoughts. Our feelings of loss can be so strong and loud that they do not let us hear our own thoughts. So this is why we have to feel them to release them until they become more manageable and we can actually hear the thoughts related to those feelings.

It requires courage to stay on the healing task which means you will have to tell your fear it is uninvited in this process.  Keep breathing through it all for fear will hold you back.  Fear will consume your energy and rob you of your power to heal and release pain.  Fear will convince you that somehow this pain is crippling for life and now you will just have to live with it and drag it around like a ball and chain. How tiring!

Be not afraid to live through your pain, get support when needed, but do not live in it and with it for the rest of your life, just for the duration that is normal and necessary in your process of healing the pain…after all neither fear or pain pay rent to you, so evict them, they do not have squatters rights unless you allow it.

The pain of loss has the power to transform you. Heal your pain and evolve. Heal your pain, evolve and you will be able to give more to the world to transform and evolve it.

Maria Hilda Pinon, author of The Willows of Corona, a novel, and Candles in the Dark…poems to grieve, hope and love again.

www.mariahildapinon.com

 

Where are you now? Where is the place you call home? Where are you planted? Are you blooming?
In an age when we engage in all social media to build platforms as springboards for marketing ourselves, our wares, our gifts, our products, our anything….are we waiting to be discovered? Are we waiting for a “gatekeeper” to open the door and let us into the next level of stepping out into this global world environment where we want to be heard, recognized, acclaimed, noted not just by one, but by millions? Is this not the age when what we have to sell is not as important as who there is to sell it to? Who will give the gatekeeper the next opportunity to make millions off your gifts and talents? Platforms (followers) are the industry standard these days. For without any clout, we start at the bottom and may never get past a few rungs up the ladder of success (defined by how many millions are made or how many followers are ready to spend on what you have to offer, say or give to them).
And it is not just one ware, product or gift or anything we have to give that has value, but we also have to “up sell” give more “added value”, and create “urgency”, buy now before it is too late, or you get left behind, to compete in this global world. It feels like a race to outdo, outsmart, out strategize just to maybe step out and up! Whew! The goal keeps outdistancing itself, for when you reach one, the rules change, the methods or processes change, technology changes, the gatekeepers have changed….are we there yet?
Before we connected with technology, our only way was to connect personally. It may still be a most effective and valid way. We spend so much time with machines…adding to the value of a mechanized world, rather than the value of a human world. Our technology speaks to our current direction…more impersonal, scripted, mechanical, instant, and irreverent, anything goes.
Alas! Whereas we strive to stay connected and technology has opened the world to us and through this medium, for instance, New Zealand, Hong Kong, Turkey, and Great Britain have this blog in common and we connect through the technology web, it is still a machine in front of us and between us.
We fail to thrive without human contact or touch. We need each other, to look into someone’s eye’s and see that window to their spirit, to touch and transmit our healing and loving energy, to hear and allow the voice to vibrate and resonate in the chambers of our inner worlds.
Wherever you are give your gifts to those around you to those who will receive them and continue to bloom and grow where you are planted, while we wait for the seeds cast out in this web of technology, to fall on a fertile mind, heart, or spirit and your creative life force spreads globally, perhaps because of a gatekeeper or your platform size, but hopefully because your gift is the most valuable thing we offer to anyone. One on one, eye to eye, face to face, hand to hand, you are valuable where you are now.

“Bloom where you are planted.” Jeremiah 29 (1-7)

Maria Hilda Pinon, author of “The Willows of Corona”, a novel, and “Candles in the Dark…poems to grieve, hope and love again.”

www.mariahildapinon.com