Realm of calm

We slowly unfurl clenched fists
one finger for each fear held tight
unwinding the cord in release
we breathe in
and slowly exhale the poisoned air
one more finger loose and free
and then another
stretching into the eternity that we see
before us.
We know we need it to be this way,
open hands ready in acceptance
so we let go of what hinders the goal,
eyes wide open to the hope and joy
of the flow of blessings
waiting before us
for the taking.
We wonder why we held so tight
to each and every bit of darkness
and though we felt the tightness,
the constriction was not felt
until it became too late,
where we had lost our way
setting aside our treasure map
and forgetting where we were going,
our fingers now trace the future lines
not yet determined but we feel the energy
and the invisible threads that pull us
as we pick up feathers tossed
by angels with delight
we give thanks for the signs given,
we relearn confidence in our choice.

I have been feeling so light lately, open and accepting to the goodness from the souls that surround me. Finding feathers left and right and just being open to it all. Yesterday at work a customer told me how helpful I was and that she remembered me from the last time she had been in, and that I was such a joy to her. I felt blessed and honored and thanked her with a wide smile. Ten minutes later another woman came in, having gone to the blood bank two doors down, she was fine as she picked out her hair color that she was having trouble finding, but as I was running her through checkout, she asked if she could sit. We don’t have any sitting areas up front and I came around when I saw her go quite white-she began rocking and grasping the marble counter and I put my arms around her as she went down, taking us both with her. I directed my coworker to get some wet cold paper towels and talked to her, cooling her forehead and neck with the towels as her male companion looked on in shock. I asked him to go to the blood bank and get some juice and help, she didn’t want me to call 911 and then her eyes rolled back into her head again. I never realized till I woke up today I’ve a nasty bruise on my arm where I tried to cushion her head from crashing into the hard floor. I just remember her friend with tears in his eyes thanking me over and over again as I just stood there shaking after she had gone. The blood bank people came and gave her juice and helped her walk back over to their offices. I pray she’s fine and I felt so good to have had some first aid training at the old job that kept me calm enough to attend to her till help arrived. I slept last night like the dead but woke refreshed and filled with overflowing peace. Thought I’d share some of it with you all โค peace and blessings โค and always, be kind.

Advertisements

26 thoughts on “Realm of calm

  1. I love this post! Your poetic unfurling of the image at the top is beautiful and inviting. And your story about unexpected adventure is almost–not quite ๐Ÿ™‚ — beyond belief! It all comes together–a great big Yes to being present and aware. And having a bit of training in your past. Just wonderful, Kim. Astonishing, really. ๐Ÿ™‚

    Like

  2. It does in deed Kim.. and I am so pleased you are a cancer survivor.. You and My sister both.. Hers was breast cancer.. The body is a remarkable tool.. And the Mind even more so.. ๐Ÿ™‚ Love and Blessings xx

    Liked by 2 people

  3. As a cancer survivor they won’t let me give blood (I had a blood cancer) but that feeling, like nothing else as your thoughts desert you and you fall away into space. Scary but the body does some strange and sometimes wonderful things to help us cope till we can get caught back up to our conscious selves โค peace and love, K

    Liked by 2 people

  4. Thank you for such a beautiful comment Pragal, I love how our bodies do things without us even thinking about it, yet when we become conscious of our affliction, focusing on releasing the pain, we realize so much more than we knew โค peace blessings and looseness of spirit to fly โค

    Liked by 1 person

  5. Thanks Betty, still sore but it will heal. I just hope she made out okay. Was hoping she’d stop in yesterday but someday I’ll encounter them again, life works in mysterious ways like that โค

    Liked by 1 person

  6. Thanks KE, her head was protected till about 6 inches or less away from the floor, hence the aching bruised arm but I wouldn’t have done it any other way โค peace and love, K

    Liked by 1 person

  7. thanks Mags, I do this a lot too, until I become conscious of my body language, then the deep happy breaths and the letting go of the toxins. Glad I could be of service, now breathe in….breathe out…..ahhhhhh. โค

    Liked by 1 person

  8. I love this Michael, what a great thing to say. always shining and when you’re ready, we can collaborate again too โค Glad to be like your good friend, better that than a bad friend โค

    Like

  9. I believe you were put in that specific place at that specific time to help that woman…and hearing how you contained the situation puts everything in place; you remind me so much of a very good friend of mine (one day I will tell you who lol) but both of you exude the same aura. Its the same aura I believe draws people closer to you, and makes them feel safe. I’m happy to have you as my friend Kim. Keep shining ๐Ÿ™‚

    Liked by 1 person

  10. I hadn’t realized I was clenching my fists until I read your poem, and I released them right then and there. You’re a blessing to everyone around you, Kim. ๐Ÿ’œ๐Ÿ˜Š๐Ÿ’•๐Ÿ’š

    Liked by 1 person

  11. Kim, this is such an inspiring post! First the beautiful poem (gentle words and images) and then your story. So glad you were there for that woman. (I’ve fainted a few times and know the helplessness when you feel it coming on.) You’re an angel – so glad you knew what to do. Hope your bruise goes away soon! ๐Ÿ•‰๏ธ๐ŸŒป

    Liked by 1 person

  12. My hand and my fingers came alive, as I felt the depth and the gentle power as I read your words …
    ‘though we felt the tightness,
    the constriction was not felt’ … simply loved these words and then read and reread the last 6-7 lines …so much grace and beauty of life …I am so happy that you woke up refreshed overflowing with peace …what better gift than this!! Thank you for sharing all the beauty with us.

    Liked by 1 person

  13. What a beautiful story and your poem so deep as to where we are Like you I feel energy and how tight our fists are clenched.. I am pleased you are still finding feathers Kim.. And its wonderful you were able to help that woman..
    I know that feeling so well after giving blood.. In fact I had to discontinue giving blood as I got older as I would feel very much like this lady.. but never actually fainted.. But decided my body was telling me I needed my own blood.. But over the years I knew I have given plenty to help others..
    Its remarkable how our first aid training kicks back in. And I hope your bruise soon heals.. Not nice to get pulled down to the fall with a bump..
    Take care of you..
    Love and Light..
    Sue โค

    Liked by 2 people

  14. Pingback: First Responder | paddypicasso

  15. Yes we are, rising above when we feel we are so low we can’t rise. Strength in numbers of good loving hearts, open to receive and ever giving๐Ÿ™Œ๐Ÿป๐Ÿ˜Š๐Ÿ’œ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿป๐Ÿ•‰โ˜ฎ thanks my friend, always and forever, to the universe and beyond๐Ÿ˜Š

    Like

  16. To me there is great power in using a hand as an image as well as the eyes
    You never know what will come your way,when your heart stays open
    It happens to me all the time,it can be a blessing but also a curse,I’ve used this before but you see it seems to work,we are the army of the few
    As Sheldon Always

    Liked by 2 people

Your words are stars and I humbly thank you for shining your light for me....

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s