Buried in haystack:
the distractions keep mounting
cannot find focus
© Meisaan Chan
Buried in haystack:
the distractions keep mounting
cannot find focus
© Meisaan Chan
There he is, laughing, his flaccid breasts hanging out
but no matter: he knows that suffering is almost eternal
and that is only one side of the coin
© Meisaan Chan
Sometimes it’s hard to trust the light
that it’s enough, that it’ll stay
so I insist on using my tiny flashlight, my way –
no matter: the light keeps on shining
© Meisaan Chan
(Photo credit: National Geographic)
At the end of this day
I give thanks for your awesome, constant presence
and scour the hours for ways
in which I could have loved you more.
© Meisaan Chan
In the middle of this day
I pause:
and remember what I am
and certainly what I am not.
© Meisaan Chan
Before I start this day
I shed my clothes:
I am nothing
and all effort is empty
and all dreams are in vain
without you. Be with me, then,
and give me meaning and purpose –
be for me that unshakable ground.
© Meisaan Chan
I’m erasing my pride, I say.
You cannot do that yourself, God says.
I’m coming back to you, I say.
You cannot do that yourself, God says.
© Meisaan Chan
Karen Brailsford, an Agape Licensed Spiritual Practitioner at Agape, used my poem below to open a reflection for her community. It was originally written as a reflection leading up to Christmas, but the elements of light/darkness are so pertinent for us these winter days. Enjoy!
Sometimes my way is open
like the earth upon which wild horses run;
other times, my way is veiled
only those who delve in darkness can see.Meisaan Chan
The Light Within
There is a light within you that can be seen from the farthest corners of the universe. It burns brighter than longing and hope. It stirs the senses and fires up passions, it revs the engines that propel you on your course. It will not be dimmed or snuffed. It is eternal.
Now, in this season of glad tidings and joy, remember this light. Stoke it with self-love. Then venture into those darkened places in your soul—and flip the switch. Let go of belief and judgment, and bask in the not knowing. Surrender all those falsehoods you may have had about yourself or others, and revel in the majesty that you are, that we all are.
In this joyously heralded season we get to boldly stride into the manger and walk out as new creatures. We begin again. Let your cup runneth over with love and more love—and even greater love—so that it feels as if your synapses are on fire and your soul is bursting out of the seams of your body. That explosion you are now experiencing is a brave new world coming into existence. It is the Big Bang all over again, and each and every one of you is Creator.
Seek the light in those around you: friends, lovers, family, strangers. Their light is beckoning you, bidding you “namaste.” Draw closer to it and warm your heart on the hearth of peace and unity. The rocket’s red glare’s got nothing on you! In this season of lights, embrace the darkness. In the darkness, remember the light. In the light, remember the darkness. Forge your path so that others may see their own way out of the shadows and into glory and greater glory. This is the season of rebirth. Ignite. Radiate. Celebrate!
Affirmation:
I am on fire for good and for grace! I let my light shine and I let love prevail! I am a new creature!Karen Brailsford
When it is me against the raging world
remind me: Little one, put down your sword
for the battle’s been fought and already won
head upon lap: peace: slumber
© Meisaan Chan