GIFTS OF THE HEART

What in your life is calling you?
When all the noise is silenced,
  the meetings adjourned,
  the lists laid aside,
  and the wild iris blooms by itself in the dark forest,
  what still pulls on your soul?
In the silence between your heartbeats
  hides a summons.
Do you hear it?
Name it, if you must,
  or leave it forever nameless,
  but why pretend it is not there?

–Terma Collective, “The Box” from Remembering the Gift.

From the first moment I read this poem, I was forever changed.  Something resonated deep within me.  It is nameless, yet very present.  Yesterday, as I was creating the above SoulCollage(R) card (The Muse), words from the poem whispered to me.  The house was still and I could, indeed, hear what was pulling on my soul.  In journaling from the card, I received a gift of insight from this beautiful, wise woman:  creativity and spirituality are like feathers tucked within the powerful wings of even the smallest bird.  In that breath, that heartbeat, the gentle breeze of truth brought life to my Muse and carried her message into every cell of my being.

Journaling prompts:  As you read this poem, welcome the pulling of your own heart, your own soul.  What gifts of awareness are resting within the silence between heartbeats?  How can you honor them in the midst of your own daily life?  How might you meet your own muse?