Lenten Writing Prompt #7
Write about having compassion for yourself. You can use an example of when you didn't have compassion for yourself, or write about how you want to - what it would look like - or write about ways that you already show compassion for yourself. Any way you approach it, write about self-compassion today.
Hey My Friend
ReplyDeleteEach time I wash my face there you are.
As I pause to wonder, you look amazed.
Another day, a passing moment not so far,
Growing upward, some outward, unphased.
How goes the battle that this day brings?
Are you equipped to meet the foe in the list?
Seems your spirits unflagged, in fact it sings.
Mind, heart and body use wisdom, that’s a twist!
Heard it said, ‘Aging Ain’t for sissies’, ‘tis true.
Handling the moment often requires deftness, skill.
Life’s path brought us thus far, quite the view.
Sure glad Creator’s economy pays the bill!
Long time ago, I found you my friend.
We’ve been together all my life.
I look forward to walkin’ with you ‘round the bend.
In fact together we can survive any strife.
Here’s the deal as we make it through the day,
Don’t let sins’ fractures split us apart.
Each part has very important words to say.
Listen up, attend, use all our gear in the cart.
Spirit refreshes spirit, helps clear the dance floor.
Body stays in shape if movements to happen.
Mind sees the moments’ importance at its core.
Heart remains alert to Creator’s gifts never nappin’.
We be imagining in the best kind of way.
Our Mentor likes to be three in one.
So we get to do the “Me-Myself-I-Thou” play.
Together we live out reality, pain and fun.
Look truly at yourself, fresh from the shower.
Note the wondrous image in this place.
Let go the false modesty, assume creations’ flower.
My friend, meet me now, face to face.
The Rev. Ronald Allen Melver, M.Div.
20.2.13
Though lately I have slipped a bit ... the last 2-3 years I put exercise at the gym at the top of my list. Sometimes that meant I was an hour late to my office hours.
ReplyDeleteI feel better. My doctor is happier. I have less anxiety. Seems good to me.
Joel Lohafer
Seems revealing that we hesitate to write for our own benefit and self-compassion.
ReplyDeleteJoel Lohafer
You've stepped aside well. My resonance rings like a bell in the forest of thought. Thanks.
ReplyDeleteronaldo
Between Myself and I
ReplyDeleteBy Marlene Obie
Sometimes we laugh about our foibles together, and give permission to share them with others so we can laugh more.
Sometimes we cry on each other’s shoulder, letting out all our angst because we get tired of putting on a happy face for others when we are in the pits.
Sometimes we rant and rave to each other and to God about the unfairness we have experienced and witnessed because keeping a lid on our anger is detrimental to our health.
Sometimes we help each other off our high horses and acknowledge that we are not God, do not know all the answers and cannot fix the whole world or even others close to us, but when we are at eye level with the problems, we can see better, listen more closely and find resources.
Sometimes we hide “in the shadow of the Almighty” from our fears while we pray for courage to face and vanquish them.
Sometimes we take breaks to rest in the wonder of life itself or to pay attention to nourishing our body, mind and spirit—exercising, eating, reading, writing, worshiping, playing with family members and friends.
And sometimes we climb into the love and forgiveness of God and splash each other in that bubbling fountain and do a happy dance.
I love this Marlene. Lovely!! It's just encouraging to have fun with your self. Very nice!
ReplyDeleteI see you, battered child,
ReplyDeleteAs you pick up the chair and
Hurl it through the window,
As you have been hurled.
I see your broken fingers,
Blue bruises on your arms and face,
And your back is covered,
Covered with half-healed scars.
You are hurt, and my tears flow
As I feel you suffering.
You are in distress. You seek relief,
You seek comfort, and mercy.
I lift you up, carefully,
As I call for help.
I hold you close, and pray
That you rest from your pain.
I switched the two 'compassion' ones by mistake.
DeleteCOMPASSION: to feel pity - sorrow for the suffering or trouble of another or others
ReplyDeleteOnce I went to a fancy Nutritionist
to get advice on how to eat well
She took a wad of money from my hand
She took a vial of blood from my vein
She made a microscope video of my blood,
(in living color) and
told me to come back in a week
The next week, we looked at the micro-video together
She pointed out exactly what my blood was doing and
what vitamins I was lacking
I watched, with fascination, as the cells and proteins
moved quickly around each other in a dance of Life
I watched intently, as all the hard-working blood-cells
once inside me
once a part of me
keeping me healthy and alive
began slowing down
The Nutritionist's educationally informative Voice
began to fade into the background
as I realized that I was also looking at
a microcosm of Death
That I had created
Those hardworking Parts of me
that I had arbitrarily cut off from
any food source
any future Life source,
through no fault of their own,
were, in fact, in the last moments of their Lives
I began to weep
"Don't worry," she said
"It's a common reaction."
Then, she gave me the tape to keep.
I still have the tape
I still feel sad for those cells
The best I can do to honor them, is to keep as healthy as I can
fHs
Sara